Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 [1598-1599] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.75 · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
By all the Gods that Romans bow before, I here discard my sickness. Soul of Rome, Brave Son, derived from Honourable Loins, Thou like an Exorcist, hast conjured up My mortified Spirit. Now bid me run, And I will strive with things impossible, Yea get the better of them. What's to do? A piece of work, That will make sick men whole. But are not some whole, that we must make sick? That must we also. What it is my Caius, I shall unfold to thee, as we are going, To whom it must be done. Set on your foot, And with a heart new-fired, I follow you, To do I know not what: but it sufficeth That Brutus leads me on. Fellow me then. Nor Heaven, nor Earth, Have been at peace to night: Thrice hath Calphurnia, in her sleep cried out, Help, ho: They murder Caesar. Who's within? My Lord. Go bid the Priests do present Sacrifice, And bring me their opinions of Success. I will my Lord. What mean you Caesar? Think you to walk forth? You shall not stir out of your house to day. Caesar shall forth; the things that threatened me, ne'er looked but on my back: When they shall see The face of Caesar, they are vanished. Caesar, I never stood on Ceremonies, Yet now they fright me: There is one within, Besides the things that we have heard and seen, Recounts most horrid sights seen by the Watch. A Lioness hath whelped in the streets, And Graves have yawned, and yielded up their dead; Fierce fiery Warriors fight upon the Clouds In Ranks and Squadrons, and right form of War Which drizeled blood upon the Capitol: The noise of Battle hurtled in the Air: Horses do neigh, and dying men did groan, And Ghosts did shrieke and squeale about the streets. O Caesar, these things are beyond all use. And I do fear them. What can be avoided Whose end is purposed by the mighty Gods? Yet Caesar shall go forth: for these Predictions Are to the world in general, as to Caesar. When Beggars die, there are no Comets seen, The Heavens themselves blaze forth the death of Princes Cowards die many times before their deaths, The valiant never taste of death but once: Of all the Wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear, Seeing that death, a necessary end Will come, when it will come. What say the Augurers? They would not have you to stir forth to day. Plucking the entrails of an Offering forth, They could not find a heart within the beast. The Gods do this in shame of Cowardice: Caesar should be a Beast without a heart If he should stay at home to day for fear: No Caesar shall not; Danger knows full well That Caesar is more dangerous than he. We hear two Lions littered in one day, And I the elder and more terrible, And Caesar shall go forth.
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By all the Gods that Romans bow before, I heere diſcard my ſickneſſe. Soule of Rome, Braue Sonne, deriu'd from Honourable Loines, Thou like an Exorciſt, haſt coniur'd vp My mortified Spirit. Now bid me runne, And I will ſtriue with things impoſſible, Yea get the better of them. What's to do? A peece of worke, That will make ſicke men whole. But are not ſome whole▪ that we muſt make ſicke? That muſt we alſo. What it is my Caius, I ſhall vnfold to thee, as we are going, To whom it muſt be done. Set on your foote, And with a heart new-fir'd, I follow you, To do I know not what: but it ſufficeth That Brutus leads me on. Follow me then. Nor Heauen, nor Earth, Haue beene at peace to night: Thrice hath Calphurnia, in her ſleepe cryed out, Helpe, ho: They murther Caeſar. Who's within? My Lord. Go bid the Prieſts do preſent Sacrifice, And bring me their opinions of Succeſſe. I will my Lord. What mean you Caeſar? Think you to walk forth? You ſhall not ſtirre out of your houſe to day. Caeſar ſhall forth; the things that threaten'd me, Ne're look'd but on my backe: When they ſhall ſee The face of Caeſar, they are vaniſhed. Caeſar, I neuer ſtood on Ceremonies, Yet now they fright me: There is one within, Beſides the things that we haue heard and ſeene, Recounts moſt horrid ſights ſeene by the Watch. A Lionneſſe hath whelped in the ſtreets, And Graues haue yawn'd, and yeelded vp their dead; Fierce fiery Warriours fight vpon the Clouds In Rankes and Squadrons, and right forme of Warre Which drizel'd blood vpon the Capitoll: The noiſe of Battell hurtled in the Ayre: Horſſes do neigh, and dying men did grone, And Ghoſts did ſhrieke and ſqueale about the ſtreets. O Caeſar, theſe things are beyond all vſe. And I do feare them. What can be auoyded Whoſe end is purpos'd by the mighty Gods? Yet Caeſar ſhall go ſorth: for theſe Predictions Are to the world in generall, as to Caeſar. When Beggers dye, there are no Comets ſeen, The Heauens themſelues blaze forth the death of Princes Cowards dye many times before their deaths, The valiant neuer taſte of death but once: Of all the Wonders that I yet haue heard, It ſeemes to me moſt ſtrange that men ſhould feare, Seeing that death, a neceſſary end Will come, when it will come. What ſay the Augurers? They would not haue you to ſtirre forth to day. Plucking the intrailes of an Offering forth, They could not finde a heart within the beaſt. The Gods do this in ſhame of Cowardice: Caeſar ſhould be a Beaſt without a heart If he ſhould ſtay at home to day ſor feare: No Caeſar ſhall not; Danger knowes full well That Caeſar is more dangerous then he. We heare two Lyons litter'd in one day, And I the elder and more terrible, And Caeſar ſhall go foorth.