Julius Caesar
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- Slajd: 1
- BRUTUS: Ay, Casca. Tell us what hath chanced today That Caesar looks so sad.
- CASCA: [to BRUTUS] You pulled me by the cloak. Would you speak with me?
- Why, there was a crown offered him; and, being offered him, he put it by with the back of his hand, thus; and then the people fell a-shouting.
- CASSIUS: They shouted thrice. What was the last cry for?
- Why, for that too.
- Slajd: 2
- CASCA:Ay, marry, was ’t, and he put it by thrice, every time gentler than other, and at every putting-by mine honest neighbors shouted.
- BRUTUS:Was the crown offered him thrice?
- Why, Antony.
- CASSIUS:Who offered him the crown?
- Slajd: 3
- Caesar refused the crown that it had almost choked Caesar—for he swooned and fell down at it.
- But soft, I pray you. What, did Caesar swoon?
- He fell down in the marketplace, and foamed at mouth, and was speechless.
- I could tell you more news too. Murellus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs off Caesar’s images, are put to silence. Fare you well. There was more foolery yet, if I could remember it.
- Will you dine with me tomorrow?
- Good. I will expect you.
- Ay, if I be alive and your mind hold and your dinner worth the eating.
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