Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cassi. If I were Brutus now, and he were Cassius,
Cassi. He should not humor me. I will this Night,
Cassi. In seuerall Hands, in at his Windowes throw,
Cassi. As if they came from seuerall Citizens,
Cassi. Writings, all tending to the great opinion
Cassi. That Rome holds of his Name: wherein obscurely
Cassi. Cæsars Ambition shall be glanced at.
Cassi. And after this, let Cæsar seat him sure,
Cassi. For wee will shake him, or worse dayes endure.
Cassi. Exit.
Cassi. [Act 1, Scene 3]
Cassi. Thunder, and Lightning. Enter Caska,
Cassi. and Cicero.
Cic. Cic.
Cic. Good euen, Caska: brought you Cæsar home?
Cic. Why are you breathlesse, and why stare you so?
Cask. Cask.
Cask. Are not you mou'd, when all the sway of Earth
Cask. Shakes, like a thing vnfirme? O Cicero,
Cask. I haue seene Tempests, when the scolding Winds