Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bru. Did not great Iulius bleede for Iustice sake?
Bru. What Villaine touch'd his body, that did stab,
Bru. And not for Iustice? What? Shall one of Vs,
Bru. That strucke the Formost man of all this World,
Bru. But for supporting Robbers: shall we now,
Bru. Contaminate our fingers, with base Bribes?
Bru. And sell the mighty space of our large Honors
Bru. For so much trash, as may be grasped thus?
Bru. I had rather be a Dogge, and bay the Moone,
Bru. Then such a Roman.
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. Brutus, baite not me,
Cassi. Ile not indure it: you forget your selfe
Cassi. To hedge me in. I am a Souldier, I,
Cassi. Older in practice, Abler then your selfe
Cassi. To make Conditions.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. Go too: you are not Cassius.
Cassi. I am.