Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Metel. Is there no voyce more worthy then my owne,
Metel. To
Metel. The Tragedie of Iulius Cæsar.
Metel. To sound more sweetly in great Cæsars eare,
Metel. For the repealing of my banish'd Brother?
Bru. Bru.
Bru. I kisse thy hand, but not in flattery Cæsar:
Bru. Desiring thee, that Publius Cymber may
Bru. Haue an immediate freedome of repeale.
Cæs. Cæs.
Cæs. What Brutus?
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. Pardon Cæsar: Cæsar pardon:
Cassi. As lowe as to thy foote doth Cassius fall,
Cassi. To begge infranchisement for Publius Cymber.
Cæs. I could be well mou'd, if I were as you,
Cæs. If I could pray to mooue, Prayers would mooue me:
Cæs. But I am constant as the Northerne Starre,
Cæs. Of whose true fixt, and resting quality,