Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. Caska, by your Voyce.
Cask. Cask.
Cask. Your Eare is good.
Cask. Cassius, what Night is this?
Cassi. A very pleasing Night to honest men.
Cask. Who euer knew the Heauens menace so?
Cassi. Those that haue knowne the Earth so full of
Cassi. faults.
Cassi. For
Cassi. The Tragedie of Iulius Cæsar.
Cassi. For my part, I haue walk'd about the streets,
Cassi. Submitting me vnto the perillous Night;
Cassi. And thus vnbraced, Caska, as you see,
Cassi. Haue bar'd my Bosome to the Thunder‑stone:
Cassi. And when the crosse blew Lightning seem'd to open
Cassi. The Brest of Heauen, I did present my selfe