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Friends, , countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do after
The good is oft interred with bones;
So let it be with Caesar. The noble
Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a fault,
And grievously hath Caesar answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest–
For Brutus is an man;
So are they all, all honourable men–
Come I to speak in Caesar’s
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was
And Brutus is an honourable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the general coffers
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner :
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly ,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to for him?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And I must till it come back to me.