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  • Antony gives his speech at the funeral of Caesar and mentions how the people of Rome loved Caesar and now they cant even show him respect.
  • AntonyBut yesterday the word of Caesar mightHave stood against the world. Now lies he there,And none so poor to do him reverence.(775).
  • In his speech Antony says he has found the will of Caesar, but will not read it in fear the people of Rome will dip their handkerchiefs in his blood and beg for hair as remembrance
  • All"The will, the will! we will Caesar"s will"(776).
  • "Antony"here's a parchment with the seal of Caesar;I found it in his closet, 'tis his will. Let but the commons hear this testament—Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read—And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue."(776).
  • Antony mentions in his speech how Caesar was battered by traitors, he is portraying that Cassius and Brutus are the traders turning the people of Rome against them
  • All"Revenge! About! Seek! Burn! Fire! Kill! Slay!Let not a traitor live!"(778).
  • Fourth Plebeian"O traitors, villains"(778).
  • Antony"For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel. Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar lov'd him! This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vangwish'd him. Then burst his mighty heart, And, in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue (Which all the while ran blood) great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd° over us. O now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity. These are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded?"(778).
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