Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cæs. Whose end is purpos'd by the mighty Gods?
Cæs. Yet Cæsar shall go forth: for these Predictions
Cæs. Are to the world in generall, as to Cæsar.
Calp. Calp.
Calp. When Beggers dye, there are no Comets seen,
Calp. The Heauens themselues blaze forth the death of Princes
Caes. Caes.
Caes. Cowards dye many times before their deaths,
Caes. The valiant neuer taste of death but once:
Caes. Of all the Wonders that I yet haue heard,
Caes. It seemes to me most strange that men should feare,
Caes. Seeing that death, a necessary end
Caes. Will come, when it will come.
Caes. Enter a Seruant.
Caes. What say the Augurers?
Ser. Ser.
Ser. They would not haue you to stirre forth to day.
Ser. Plucking the intrailes of an Offering forth,
Ser. They could not finde a heart within the beast.
Cæs. Cæs.