All his faults observed,
Set in a note-book, learn'd, and conn'd by rote.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act iv, Sc. 3
Set in a note-book, learn'd, and conn'd by rote.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act iv, Sc. 3
Related:
- The foremost man of all this world.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc.... - A friend should bear his friend's infirmities,
But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar --... - You yourself
Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar --... - The last of all the Romans, fare thee well!
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Julius Caesar -- Act v, Sc.... - I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,
Than such a Roman.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar --... - I said, an elder soldier, not a better:
Did I say "better"?
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar --... - The deep of night is crept upon our talk,
And nature must obey necessity.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar --... - Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so?
When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,
To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready... - Brutus. Then I shall see thee again?
Ghost. Ay, at Philippi.
Brutus. Why, I will see thee at Philippi, then. -...
