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...he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men
Walk under his huge legs and peep about
To find ourselves dishonorable graves.
Danger knows full well
That Caesar is more dangerous than he.
We are two lions littered in one day,
And I the elder are more terrible.
O mighty Caesar, dost thou lie so low?
Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils
Shrunk to this little measure?
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears.
I come to bury Caesar, not praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones
O Julius Caesar, thou art mighty yet;
Thy spirit walks abroad and turns our swords
In our own proper entrails.
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