Reading The Tragedy of Iulius Caesar — William Shakespeare

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Brut.

No, not an Oa□□: if not the Face of men,

The sufferance of our Soules, the times Abuse;

If these be Motiues weake, breake off betimes,

And euery man hence, to his idle bed:

So let high‑sighted‑Tyranny range on,

Till each man drop by Lottery. But if these

(As I am sure they do) beare fire enough

To kindle Cowards, and to steele with valour

The melting Spirits of women. Then Countrymen,

What neede we any spurre, but our owne cause

To pricke vs to redresse? What other Bond,

Then secret Romans, that haue spoke the word,

And will not palter? And what other Oath,

Then Honesty to Honesty ingag'd,

That this shall be, or we will fall for it.

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