Cody

You all do know this [|mantle.] I remember (180) The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the [|Nervii.] Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through; See what a rent the envious Casca made; (185) Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd;     And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away, Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it, As rushing out of doors, to be [|resolved] If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no; (190) For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel. Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him! This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, (195) Quite vanquish'd him. Then burst his mighty heart, And, in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! (200)       Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The [|dint] of pity. These are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you when you but behold (205) Our Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors. || ** ANTONY: ** If you’ve got tears, get ready to shed them now. You all know this cloak. I remember The first time Caesar ever put it on; It was on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame Belgium. Look, Cassius ran his dagger through in this place. See what a tear the envious Casca made. Through this one, the well-beloved Brutus stabbed; And as he withdrew his cursed knife away, Pay attention to how the blood of Caesar followed it,— As rushing out of doors, to be opened If Brutus so unkindly knocked or not; Because Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel. Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him! This was the most unkindest cut of all, Because, when the noble Caesar saw Brutus stab him, Ingratitude, stronger than traitors' arms, Quite defeated him. Then his mighty heart burst, And, in his cloak covering up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which was covered in blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall there was, my countrymen!Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, While bloody treason bloomed over us. O, now you weep and I can see that you feel The blow of pity. These tears are full of grace. Kind souls, what, do you weep when you only see Our Caesar's clothes wounded? Look here, Here he is, disfigured, as you can see, by traitors. ||  Slay! Let not a traitor live! (215)    ||  ** ALL: ** Revenge,—go,—find,—burn,—fire,—kill,—slay,— don’t let a    traitor live! ||
 * ** ANTONY: ** If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
 * ** FIRST CITIZEN: ** O piteous spectacle!   ||  ** FIRST CITIZEN: ** O piteous spectacle!  ||
 * ** SECOND CITIZEN: ** O noble Caesar!   ||  ** SECOND CITIZEN: ** O noble Caesar!  ||
 * ** THIRD CITIZEN: ** O woeful day!  (210)     ||  ** THIRD CITIZEN: ** O sad day!  ||
 * ** FOURTH CITIZEN: ** O traitors, villains!   ||  ** FOURTH CITIZEN: ** O traitors, villains!  ||
 * ** FIRST CITIZEN: ** O most bloody sight!   ||  ** FIRST CITIZEN: ** O most bloody sight!  ||
 * ** SECOND CITIZEN: ** We will be revenged.   ||  ** SECOND CITIZEN: ** We will have revenge.  ||
 * ** ALL: ** Revenge! About! Seek! Burn! Fire! Kill!
 * ** ALL: ** Revenge! About! Seek! Burn! Fire! Kill!