Friends, Romans, Countrymen

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones.

So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault;
And grievously hath Caesar anwswer'd it.

Here, under leave of Brutus, and the rest-
For Brutus is an honorable man;
So they are all honorable men-
Come I to speak in Caesars funeral.

He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honorable man.

He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:

Ambition should be made of sterner stuff;
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honorable man.

You all did see that on the Lupercal;
I thrice presented him a kingly crown;
Which he did thrice refuse, was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honorable man.

I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke;
But I am here to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause;
What cause witholds you then to mourn him?

O judgement! Thou art fled to brutish beast;
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is there in the coffin with Caesar;
And I must pause till it come back to me.

- William Shakespeare

Wish me luck. :)

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