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This is a slight, unmeritable man,
Meet to be sent on errands. Is it fit, The threefold world divided, he should stand One of the three to share it? |
Antony to Octavious
Lepidus is not fit to rule with the two. |
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Thou hast described
A hot friend cooling. Ever note, Lucilius, When love begins to sicken and decay It useth an enforced ceremony. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith; But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, Make gallant show and promise of their mettle, But when they should endure the bloody spur, They fall their crests and, like deceitful jades, Sink in the trial. Comes his army on? |
Brutus to Lucilious
Now that times are getting tough, Cassius' true self is coming out and they're losing the enthusiasm of their friendship; Cassius' true feelings are being questioned. |
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Remember March; the ides of March remember.
Did not great Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touched his body that did stab And not for justice? What, shall one of us That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes And sell the mighty space of our large honors For so much trash as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a dog and bay the moon Than such a Roman. |
Brutus to Cassius
Brutus is disillusioned as he is realizing not everyone killed Caesar for the same motives he did. |
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You say you are a better soldier.
Let it appear so, make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well. For mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. |
Brutus to Cassius
"Put your money where your mouth is." |
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Do not presume too much upon my love.
I may do that I shall be sorry for. |
Cassius to Brutus
Threatening to hurt Brutus -> Aggression |
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To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep
My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast; within, a heart Dearer than Pluto's mine, richer than gold. If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth. I that denied thee gold will give my heart. Strike as thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius. |
Cassius to Brutus
Tells Brutus that Brutus was more loyal to Ceasar than he ever was to Cassius. Offers Brutus to kill him. |
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Then like a Roman bear the truth I tell,
For certain she is dead, and by strange manner. |
Messela to Brutus
Telling Brutus something he surely knows but pretends he doesn't in order to appear more constant. |
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There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat, And we must take the current when it serves Or lose our ventures. |
Brutus to Cassius
If we don't fight now, our cause will be lost. Cassius wishes to deplete their resources. We need to take opportunities when they come to us or they could be lost forever. |
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Ha, who comes here?--
I think it is the weakness of mine eyes That shapes this monstrous apparition. It comes upon me.--Art thou any thing? Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil, That mak'st my blood cold and my hair to stare? Speak to me what thou art. |
Brutus to Ghost of Caesar
Caesar is Brutus' conscience. |
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To tell thee thou shalt see me at Philippi.
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Ghost to Brutus
Foreshadow of Brutus' death at Philippi; day of reckoning. |
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Tut, I am in their bosoms, and I know
Wherefore they do it. They could be content To visit other places, and come down With fearful bravery, thinking by this face To fasten in our thought that they have courage. But 'tis not so. |
Antony to Octavius
He knows what the conspirators are thinking. Mocks their courage. |
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When think you that the sword goes up again?
Never, till Caesar's three and thirty wounds Be well avenged, or till another Caesar Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors. |
Octavius to Brutus and Cassius
He won't stop fighting until all are dead or he is. |
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Caesar, thou canst not die by traitors' hands
Unless thou bring'st them with thee. |
Brutus to Antony and Octavius
Brutus says he is not a traitor and refers to Octavius as Caesar. |
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O, if thou wert the noblest of thy strain,
Young man, thou couldst not die more honorable. |
Brutus to Octavius
If you were the noblest of any you couldn't die more honorably than by my hands as Caesar did. |
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A peevish schoolboy, worthless of such honor,
Joined with a masker and a reveler! |
Cassius to Antony and Octavius
They're a punk and a party boy. |
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No, Cassius, no. Think not, thou noble Roman,
That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome. He bears too great a mind. But this same day Must end that work the ides of March begun. |
Brutus to Cassius
He will not be shamed as a traitor, and will end the fighting by killing himself. |
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O Cassius, Brutus gave the word too early,
Who, having some advantage on Octavius, Took it too eagerly. His soldiers fell to spoil, Whilst we by Antony are all enclosed. |
Titinius to Cassius
Wrongly telling Cassius that Brutus has lost. Caused Cassius to give up hope prematurely and kill himself, ensuring the failure of the exploits. |
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This day I breathed first. Time is come round,
And where I did begin, there shall I end; My life is run his compass. |
Cassius to himself
Circular nature of life; on the day his life began it now ends. |
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Come down, behold no more.--
O, coward that I am to live so long To see my best friend ta'en before my face! |
Cassius to Pindarus
Says to stop watching and is ashamed that he has lost his best friend. Ironic because if he did not ask him to come down to kill him he would have seen the truth. |
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Caesar, thou art revenged
Even with the sword that killed thee. |
Cassius to himself
Last words, and still talks of Caesar's spirit unable to be killed. |
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But Cassius is no more. O setting sun,
As in thy red rays thou dost sink to night, So in his red blood Cassius' day is set. The sun of Rome is set. Our day is gone; Clouds, dews, and dangers come. Our deeds are down Mistrust of my success hat done this deed. |
Titinius to Messela
Cassius is dead. Rome died with Cassius. |
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O Julius Caesar, thou art mighty yet;
Thy spirit walks abroad and turns our swords In our own proper entrails. |
Brutus to himself
It was fooly to think he could have killed the spirit of Caesar as it got revenge on him even after death. |
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Are yet two Romans living such as these?--
The last of all the Romans, fare thee well. It is impossible that ever Rome Should breed thy fellow.--Friends, I owe more tears To this dead man than you shall see me pay.-- I shall find time, Cassius. I shall find time. |
Brutus to Cato and Messela
He can't mourn his friend now, but he will. |
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Safe, Antony, Brutus is safe enough.
I dare assure thee that no enemy Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus. The gods defend him from so great a shame! When you do find him, or alive or dead, He will be found like Brutus, like himself. |
Lucilius to Antony
He won't take Brutus alive or as a prisoner. He will preserve his honor. |
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Caesar, now be still.
I killed not thee with half so good a will. |
Brutus to himself
Last lines and still speaking to Caesar's spirit. Also, it is easier to kill himself than it was to kill Caesar. |
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This was the noblest Roman of them all.
All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar. He only in a general honest thought And common good to all made one of them. His life was gentle and the elements So mixed in him that nature might stand up And say to all the world "This was a man." |
Antony to Octavius
Brutus was the only one of pure intentions in killing Caesar, and he truly was a noble man. |
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According to his virtue, let us use him
With all respect and rites of burial. Within my tent his bones tonight shall lie, Most like a soldier, ordered honorably. So call the field to rest, and let's away To part glories of this happy day. |
Octavius to Antony
Last lines in play, so he was going to be next ruler. (Shakespeare tradition) |
