Julius Caesar's death
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- I must prevent these Simba these couching's and these lowly curtsies might fire the blood of ordinary men
- what brutus?!
- most pew son Caesar metella Simba throws before thy seed and humble heart
- Are we already? what is now a miss that Caesar and his Senate must redress
- and turn pre ordinance and first decree into the law of children, thy brother by decree is banished if thou dust bend and pray and fawn for him I spurn thee like a cur out of my way no caeser doth not wrong nor without cause will he be satisfied
- Is there no voice more worthy than my own to sound most sweetly in great caesar there for the repealing of my banished brother?!
- I kiss thy hand but not in flattery caesar desiring thee that publius cimber may have an immediate freedoom of repeal
- pardon caesar, caesar pardon as low as to thy foot dot gaseous fall to beck and franchise men for publius cimber
- casius i could be well moved if I were as you if i could pray to move prayers would move me but I am constant as the northern star of whos true fixed and resting quality there is no fellow in the firmament i was constant Simba should be banished and constant do remain-
- Then fall Caesar...
- Speak hands for me!
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