Tyler

To sound more sweetly in great Caesar's ear (55) For the repealing of my banish'd brother? || Desiring thee that Publius Cimber may Have an immediate freedom of repeal. || As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber. || If I could pray to move, prayers would move me; (65) But I am constant as the northern star, Of whose true-fix'd and resting quality There is no fellow in the firmament. The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks; They are all fire and every one doth shine; (70) But there's but one in all doth hold his place. So in the world, 'tis furnish'd well with men, And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive; Yet in the number I do know but one That unassailable holds on his rank, (75) Unshaked of motion; and that I am he, Let me a little show it, even in this; That I was constant Cimber should be banish'd, And constant do remain to keep him so. || Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets. || “Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement!” || Fly not, stand still; ambition's debt is paid. ||
 * ** METELLUS: ** Is there no voice more worthy than my own,
 * ** BRUTUS: ** I kiss thy hand, but not in flattery, Caesar,
 * ** CAESAR: ** What, Brutus? (60)  ||
 * ** CASSIUS: ** Pardon, Caesar! Caesar, pardon!
 * ** CAESAR: ** I could be well moved, if I were as you;
 * ** CINNA: ** O Caesar,— (80)  ||
 * ** CAESAR: ** Hence! Wilt thou lift up Olympus?  ||
 * ** DECIUS: ** Great Caesar— ||
 * ** CAESAR: ** Doth not Brutus bootless kneel? ||
 * ** CASCA: ** Speak, hands, for me! ||
 * < // They stab Caesar. // ||
 * ** CAESAR: ** Et tu, Brute? Then fall, Caesar! (85)  ||
 * < // Dies. // ||
 * ** CINNA: ** Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead!
 * ** CINNA: ** Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead!
 * ** CASSIUS: ** Some to the common pulpits and cry out
 * ** BRUTUS: ** People, and senators, be not affrighted, (90)
 * ** CASCA: ** Go to the pulpit, Brutus. ||
 * ** DECIUS: ** And Cassius too. ||