Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dec. Best to be seru'd: whil'st he stood vp, and spoke
Dec. He was my Master, and I wore my life
Dec. To spend vpon his haters. If thou please
Dec. To take me to thee, as I was to him,
Dec. Ile be to Cæsar: if yu pleasest not, I yeild thee vp my life.
Cæsar. Cæsar.
Cæsar. What is't thou say'st?
Dec. Dec.
Dec. I say (Oh Cæsar) Anthony is dead.
Cæsar. The breaking of so great a thing, should make
Cæsar. A greater cracke. The round World
Cæsar. Should haue shooke Lyons into ciuill streets,
Cæsar. And Cittizens to their dennes. The death of Anthony
Cæsar. Is not a single doome; in the name lay
Cæsar. A moity of the world.
Dec. He is dead Cæsar,
Dec. Not by a publike minister of Iustice,
Dec. Nor by a hyred Knife, but that selfe‑hand