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And this man is now become a god, and Cassius is a wretched creature
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Walk under his huge legs and peep about to find ourselves dishonourable graves
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The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings
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We can both endure the winter’s cold as well as he
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Her wide walls encompass’d but one man
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It must be by his death
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It is the bright day that brings forth the adder
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We put a sting in him
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And kill him in the shell
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Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar, I have not slept
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The things that threaten’d me… shall see the face of Caesar, they are vanished
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What can be avoided whose end is purposed by the mighty gods
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Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once
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Danger knows full well that Caesar is more dangerous than he
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For thy humour, I shall stay at home
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Most high, most mighty, and most puissant Caesar
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Thaw’d from the true quality what that which melteth fools
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I spurn thee like a cur out of my way
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I am as constant as the northern star
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Et tu, Brute! Then fall, Caesar
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