Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cassi. But Life being wearie of these worldly Barres,
Cassi. Neuer lacks power to dismisse it selfe.
Cassi. If I know this, know all the World besides,
Cassi. That part of Tyrannie that I doe beare,
Cassi. I can shake off at pleasure.
Cassi. Thunder still.
Cask. Cask.
Cask. So can I:
Cask. So euery Bond‑man in his owne hand beares
Cask. The power to cancell his Captiuitie.
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. And why should Cæsar be a Tyrant then?
Cassi. Poore man, I know he would not be a Wolfe,
Cassi. But that he sees the Romans are but Sheepe:
Cassi. He were no Lyon, were not Romans Hindes.
Cassi. Those that with haste will make a mightie fire,
Cassi. Begin it with weake Strawes. What trash is Rome?
Cassi. What Rubbish, and what Offall? when it serues
Cassi. For the base matter, to illuminate
Cassi. So vile a thing as Cæsar. But oh Griefe,