Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cassi. Check'd like a bondman, all his faults obseru'd,
Cassi. Set in a Note‑booke, learn'd, and con'd by roate
Cassi. To cast into my Teeth. O I could weepe
Cassi. My Spirit from mine eyes. There is my Dagger,
Cassi. And heere my naked Breast: Within, a Heart
Cassi. Deerer then Pluto's Mine, Richer then Gold:
Cassi. If that thou bee'st a Roman, take it foorth.
Cassi. I that deny'd thee Gold, will giue my Heart:
Cassi. Strike as thou did'st at Cæsar: For I know,
Cassi. When thou did'st hate him worst, yͧ thou loued'st him better
Cassi. Then euer thou loued'st Cassius.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. Sheath your Dagger:
Bru. Be angry when you will, it shall haue scope:
Bru. Do what you will, Dishonor, shall be Humour.
Bru. O Cassius, you are yoaked with a Lambe
Bru. That carries Anger, as the Flint beares fire,
Bru. Who much inforced, shewes a hastie Sparke,
Bru. And straite is cold agen.
Cassi. Cassi.