Julius Caesar

by Shakespeare, William
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Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow worldLike a Colossus, and we petty menWalk under his huge legs, and peep aboutTo find ourselves dishonourable graves.Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings."Brutus" and "Caesar" what should be in that "Caesar"?Why should that name be sounded more than yours?Write them together, yours is as fair a name;Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well;Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em,"Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "Caesar."Now in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed, That he is grown so great? Age, thou art sham'd Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods When went there by an age since the great flood, But it was fam'd with more than with one man?When could they say, till now, that talk'd of Rome, That her wide walls encompass'd but one man?Now is it Rome indeed, and room enough, When there is in it but one only man.O, you and I have heard our fathers say, There was a Brutus once that would have brook'dTh' eternal devil to keep his state in Rome, As easily as a king - Taken from "Julius Caesar" written by William Shakespeare
  • Format: TradePaperback
  • Author: Shakespeare, William
  • ISBN: 9781091849457
  • Condition: Used
  • Dimensions: 9.00 x 0.28
  • Number Of Pages: 116
  • Publication Year: 2019
Language: English

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