Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bru. Bru.
Bru. O yes, and soundlesse too:
Bru. For you haue stolne their buzzing Antony,
Bru. And very wisely threat before you sting.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. Villains: you did not so, when your vile daggers
Ant. Hackt one another in the sides of Cæsar:
Ant. You shew'd your teethes like Apes,
Ant. And fawn'd like Hounds,
Ant. And bow'd like Bondmen, kissing Cæsars feete;
Ant. Whil'st damned Caska, like a Curre, behinde
Ant. Strooke Cæsar on the necke. O you Flatterers.
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. Flatterers? Now Brutus thanke your selfe,
Cassi. This tongue had not offended so to day.
Cassi. If Cassius might haue rul'd.
Octa. Octa.
Octa. Come, come, the cause. If arguing make vs swet,
Octa. The proofe of it will turne to redder drops:
Octa. Looke, I draw a Sword against Conspirators,