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Antony: Stay, Countrymen. First Citizen: Peace there! Hear the noble Antony. Second Citizen: We'll hear them, we'll follow him, We'll die with him. Antony: Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up (220) To such a sudden flood of mutiny They that have done this deed are honorable And will, no, doubt, with the reasons answer you (225) I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend, and they know full well Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths (230) And bid them speak for me, But were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, therewere an Antony. Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny (235) All: We'll mutiny! First Citizen: We'll burn the house of Brutus. Third Citizen: Away then! Come, seek the conspirators Antony: Yet hear me, countrymen; yet hear me speak. All: Peace ho! Hear Antony, most noble Antony! (240) Antony: Why, friends, you go to do you know not what. Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves? Alas, you know not; I must tell you then. You have forgot the will I told you of. All: Most true, the will! Let's stay and hear the will! (245)