Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cassi. That Heauen hath infuse'd them with these Spirits,
Cassi. To make them Instruments of feare, and warning,
Cassi. Vnto some monstrous State.
Cassi. Now could I (Caska) name to thee a man,
Cassi. Most like this dreadfull Night,
Cassi. That Thunders, Lightens, opens Graues, and roares,
Cassi. As doth the Lyon in the Capitoll:
Cassi. A man no mightier then thy selfe, or me,
Cassi. In personall action; yet prodigious growne,
Cassi. And fearefull, as these strange eruptions are.
Cask. Cask.
Cask. 'Tis Cæsar that you meane:
Cask. Is it not, Cassius?
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. Let it be who it is: for Romans now
Cassi. Haue Thewes, and Limbes, like to their Ancestors;
Cassi. But woe the while, our Fathers mindes are dead,
Cassi. And we are gouern'd with our Mothers spirits,
Cassi. Our yoake, and sufferance, shew vs Womanish.