Julius Caesar
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- Caesar talking to the conspirators: If I could be well moved, if I were as you; I could pray to move, prayers would move me. But I am constant as the northern star, Of whose true-fixed and resting quality There is no fellow in firmament.
- Brutus: Stoop, Romans, Stoop; And let us bathe our hands in Caesar's blood Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords. Then walk we forth even to the market-place, And, waving our red weapons o'er our heads, Let's all cry 'Peace, Freedom and Liberty!'
- Cinna: Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead! Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets!
- Antony: O mighty Caesar! Dost thou lie so low? Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well.
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