Read the excerpt from act 3, scene 1, of Julius Caesar.BRUTUS. Grant that, and then is death a benefit.So are we Caesar’s friends, that have abridgedHis time of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, stoop, And let us bathe our hands in Caesar’s bloodUp to the elbows, and besmear our swords;Then walk we forth, even to the market-place,And, waving our red weapons o’er our heads,Let’s all cry "peace, freedom and liberty!"
Read the excerpt from Julius Caesar, act 1, scene 1.[FLAVIUS.] See whether their basest metal be not moved.60They vanish tongue-tied in their guiltiness.Go you down that way towards the Capitol;This way will I. Disrobe the images,If you do find them decked with ceremonies.MARULLUS. May we do so?65You know it is the feast of Lupercal.FLAVIUS. It is no matter; let no imagesBe hung with Caesar’s trophies. I’ll about,And drive away the vulgar from the streets:So do you too, where you perceive them thick.
Read the excerpt from Julius Caesar, act 2, scene 1.CASSIUS. But it is doubtful yet, Whether Caesar will come forth today or no; For he is superstitious grown of late,205 Quite from the main opinion he held once Of fantasy, of dreams and ceremonies: It may be these apparent prodigies, The unaccustomed terror of this night, And the persuasion of his augurers,210 May hold him from the Capitol today.DECIUS. Never fear that. If he be so resolved I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear That unicorns may be betrayed with trees, And bears with glasses, elephants with holes,215 Lions with toils, and men with flatterers; But when I tell him he hates flatterers; He says he does, being then most flattered. Let me work; For I can give his humour the true bent, And I will bring him to the Capitol.220
Read the passage from act 5, scene 5, of The Tragedy of Julius Caesar.BRUTUS. Come hither, good Volumnius. List a word.VOLUMNIUS. What says my lord?BRUTUS. Why this, Volumnius.The ghost of Caesar hath appeared to meTwo several times by night—at Sardis once, And this last night, here in Philippi fields. I know my hour is come.VOLUMNIUS. Not so, my lord.BRUTUS. Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius.Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes. Our enemies have beat us to the pit;[Low alarums]It is more worthy to leap in ourselvesThan tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius,Thou know’st that we two went to school together.Even for that, our love of old, I prithee, Hold thou my sword hilts, whilst I run on it.VOLUMNIUS. That’s not an office for a friend, my lord.
Read the excerpt from act 5, scene 1, of Julius Caesar.BRUTUS. Even by the rule of that philosophy By which I did blame Cato for the death Which he did give himself—I know not how, But I do find it cowardly and vile For fear of what might fall so to prevent The time of life—arming myself with patience To stay the providence of some high powers That govern us below.
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