Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cask. The Tragedie of Iulius Cæsar.
Cask. Weighing the youthfull Season of the yeare.
Cask. Some two moneths hence, vp higher toward the North
Cask. He first presents his fire, and the high East
Cask. Stands as the Capitoll, directly heere.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. Giue me your hands all ouer, one by one.
Cas. Cas.
Cas. And let vs sweare our Resolution.
Brut. Brut.
Brut. No, not an Oa: if not the Face of men,
Brut. The sufferance of our Soules, the times Abuse;
Brut. If these be Motiues weake, breake off betimes,
Brut. And euery man hence, to his idle bed:
Brut. So let high‑sighted‑Tyranny range on,
Brut. Till each man drop by Lottery. But if these
Brut. (As I am sure they do) beare fire enough
Brut. To kindle Cowards, and to steele with valour
Brut. The melting Spirits of women. Then Countrymen,
Brut. What neede we any spurre, but our owne cause