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English Final Julius
Quotes
| Question | Answer |
|---|---|
| Oh he sits high in all the people's hearts, and that which would appear offense in us his countenance, like richest alchemy, will change to virtue and to worthiness. | Casca |
| ...you yourself are much condemned to have an itching palm. To sell and mart your offices for gold... | Brutus |
| Oh, let us have him, for his silver hairs will purchase us a good opinion... | Metellus |
| ...I never stood on ceremonies, yet now they fright me. | Calphurnia |
| I was not born to die on Brutu's sword. | Octavious |
| Cowards die many times beofre their deaths, the valiant never taste of death but once. | Caesar |
| Men at some time are masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars but in ourselves, that we are underlings. | Cassius |
| Thou art the ruins of the noblest man that ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood. | Antony |
| So call the field to rest, and let's away, to part the glories of this happy day. | Octavious |
| I was born free as Caesar; so were you. | Cassius |
| ...dost thou lie so low? Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well. | Antony |
| ...with she fell distract, and her attendants absent, she swallowed fire. | Brutus |
| What a blunt fellow he is grown to be! He was quick mettle when he went to school. | Brutus |
| This is a slight, unmeritable man, meet to be sent on errands. | Antony |
| ...for he is given to sports, to wildness, and much company. | Brutus |
| Set honor in one eye and death in the other, and I will look upon both indifferently;...as I love the name of honor more than I fear death. | Brutus |
| Our course will seem too bloody, Caius Cassius, to cut the head off and then hack the limbs, like wrath in death and envy afterward. For Antony is but the limb of Caesar. | Brutus |
| Farewell, good Strato. Caesar now be still. I killed not thee with half so good a will. | Brutus |
| Those that with haste will make mighty fire begin it with weak straws. | Cassius |
| O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb that carries anger as the flint bears fire, who much enforced, shows a hasty spark and straight is cold again. | Brutus |
| The angry spot doth glow on Casear's brow, and all the rest look like a chidden train. | Brutus |
| He would be crowned. How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is a bright day that brings forth the adder, and that craves wary walking. Crown him?-That-and then, I grant, put the sting in him that at his will he may do danger with. | Brutus |