Quotations Worksheet Tragedy of Julius Caesar

Flavius These growing feathers plucked from Caesar’s wing Will make him fly an ordinary pitch, Who else would soar above the view of men And keep us all in servile fearfulness.
Soothsayer Beware the Ides of March.
Brutus But let not therefore my good friends be grieved – Among which number, Cassius, be you one – Nor construe any further my neglect Than that poor Brutus, with himself at war, Forgets the shows of love to other men.
Cassius I had as life not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself. I was born free as Caesar; so were you.
Caesar Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look. He thinks too much, such men are dangerous
Cassius And after this let Caesar seat him sure, For we will shake him, or worse days endure.
Casca For I believe they are portentous things Unto the climate that they point upon.
Cassius But life, being weary of these worldly bars, Never lacks power to dismiss itself.
Cassius Three parts of him Is ours already, and the man entire Upon the next encounter yields him ours.
Brutus The abuse of greatness is when it disjoins Remorse from power.
Brutus And therefore think him as a serpent’s egg Which hatched would grow mischievous, And kill him in the shell
Brutus No, not an oath
Brutus Let us be sacrifices, but not butchers, Caius.
Brutus Let’s kill him boldly, but not wrathfully. Let’s carve him as a dish fit for the gods, Now hew him as a carcass fit for hounds. And let our hearts, as subtle masters do, Stir up their servants to an act of rage And after seem to chide ’em. This shall make Our purpose necessary and not envious, Which so appearing to the common eyes, We shall be called purgers, not murderers. And for Mark Antony, think not of him. For he can do no more than Caesar’s arm When Caesar’s head is cut off.
Brutus O ye gods. Render me worthy of this noble wife!
Caesar Thrice hath Calpurnia in her sleep cried out, “Help, ho! They murder Caesar!”
Caesar It seems to me most strange that men should fear, Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Calpurnia Alas, my lord, Your wisdom is consumed in confidence.
Trebonius And so near will I be That your best friends shall wish I had been further.
Artemidorus If thou read this, O Caesar, thou mayest live; If not, the Fates with traitors do contrive.
Portia I have a man’s mind, but a woman’s might.
Cassius Trebonius knows his time, for look you Brutus, He draws Mark Antony out of the way.
Caesar Hence! Wilt thou lift up Olympus
Cinna Libery! Freedom! Tyranny is dead!
Cassius You know not what you do. Do not consent That Antony speak in his funeral.
Brutus Censure me in your wisdom, and wake you senses, that you may the better judge.
Brutus –not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
Antony Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears.
Antony Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honorable man.
Antony Let but the commons hear this testament – Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read.
Antony Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot, Take though what course thou wilt.
Plebeian It is no matter, his name’s Cinna. Pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going.
Antony These many then shall die, their names are pricked.
Antony Do not talk of him But as a property
Brutus You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am armed so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind Which I respect not.
Brutus And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Caesar’s ghost and Brutus Why comest thou? To tell thee thou shalt see me at Philippi.
Brutus But sufficeth that the day will end, And then the end is known.
Cassius Caesar, thou art revenged, Even with the sword that killed thee.
Messala O hateful error, melancholy’s child, Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men The things that are not?
Brutus O Julius Caesar, though are mighty yet!

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