Read the excerpt from act 3, scene 1, of Julius Caesar.ANTONY. Post back with speed, and tell him [Octavius] what hath chanced.Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome,No Rome of safety for Octavius yet.Hie hence and tell him so.—Yet stay awhile.Thou shalt not back till I have borne this corpseInto the market-place. There shall I tryIn my oration how the people takeThe cruel issue of these bloody men;According to the which, thou shalt discourseTo young Octavius of the state of things.Lend me your hand.[Exeunt with CAESAR’s body]
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Read the excerpt from act 3, scene 1, of Julius Caesar.SERVANT. Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me kneel. Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down,And, being prostrate, thus he bade me say."Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest.Caesar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving.Say I love Brutus, and I honour him. Say I feared Caesar, honoured him, and loved him.If Brutus will vouchsafe that AntonyMay safely come to him and be resolvedHow Caesar hath deserved to lie in death,Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead So well as Brutus living, but will followThe fortunes and affairs of noble BrutusThorough the hazards of this untrod stateWith all true faith.” So says my master Antony.
Read the excerpt from act 3, scene 2, of Julius Caesar.BRUTUS. Be patient till the last.Romans, countrymen, and lovers! Hear me for mycause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe mefor mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, thatyou may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, andawake your senses, that you may the better judge.If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend ofCaesar’s, to him I say that Brutus’ love to Caesarwas no less than his. If then that friend demandwhy Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer:not that I loved Caesar less, but that I lovedRome more.ANTONY. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend meyour ears.I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.The evil that men do lives after them;The good is oft interrèd with their bones.So let it be with Caesar. The noble BrutusHath told you Caesar was ambitious.If it were so, it was a grievous fault,And grievously hath Caesar answered it.Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest—For Brutus is an honourable man,So are they all, all honourable men—Come I to speak in Caesar’s funeral.He was my friend, faithful and just to me.
Read the excerpt from act 3, scene 3, of Julius Caesar.CINNA THE POET. Directly, I am going to Caesar’s funeral.FIRST PLEBEIAN. As a friend or an enemy?CINNA THE POET. As a friend.SECOND PLEBEIAN. That matter is answered directly.FOURTH PLEBEIAN. For your dwelling—briefly.CINNA THE POET. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.THIRD PLEBEIAN. Your name, sir, truly.CINNA THE POET. Truly, my name is Cinna.FIRST PLEBEIAN. Tear him to pieces! He’s a conspirator.CINNA THE POET. I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet.FOURTH PLEBEIAN. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.CINNA THE POET. I am not Cinna the conspirator.FOURTH PLEBEIAN. It is no matter, his name’s Cinna. Pluck but hisname out of his heart, and turn him going.THIRD PLEBEIAN. Tear him, tear him! Come, brands ho! Firebrands!To Brutus’, to Cassius’! Burn all! Some to Decius’house, and some to Casca’s; some to Ligarius’. Away, go![Exeunt]
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