Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act iii, Sc. 2
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act iii, Sc. 2
Related:
- Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause, and be silent
that you may hear.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc. 2... - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:
I am no orator, as Brutus i
But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc.... - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act iii, Sc.
2... - If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc. 2... - Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc. 2... - But yesterday the word of Caesar might
Have stood against the world
ow lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.... - I only speak right on. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc. 2
- What private griefs they have, alas, I know not.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act iii, Sc.
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