Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Metel. Metel.
Metel. Most high, most mighty, and most puisant Cæsar
Metel. Metellus Cymber throwes before thy Seate
Metel. An humble heart.
Cæs. Cæs.
Cæs. I must preuent thee Cymber:
Cæs. These couchings, and these lowly courtesies
Cæs. Might fire the blood of ordinary men,
Cæs. And turne pre‑Ordinance, and first Decree
Cæs. Into the lane of Children. Be not fond,
Cæs. To thinke that Cæsar beares such Rebell blood
Cæs. That will be thaw'd from the true quality
Cæs. With that which melteth Fooles, I meane sweet words,
Cæs. Low‑crooked‑curtsies, and base Spaniell fawning:
Cæs. Thy Brother by decree is banished:
Cæs. If thou doest bend, and pray, and fawne for him,
Cæs. I spurne thee like a Curre out of my way:
Cæs. Know, Cæsar doth not wrong, nor without cause
Cæs. Will he be satisfied.