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"O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers! Thou art the ruins of the noblest man that ever lived in the tide of times."
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"Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy, -- Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips, to beg the voice and utterance of my tongue--"
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"A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; domestic fury and fierce civil strife shall cumber all the parts of Italy; blood and destruction shall be so in use"
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"And dreadful objects so familiar that mothers shall but smile when they behold their infants quarter'd with the hands of war; all pity choked with custom of fell deeds:"
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"And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, with Ate by his side come hot from hell, shall in these confines with a monarch's voice cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;
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"That this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial."
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