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[Enter Baptista, Gremio, Tranio as Lucentio, Katherina, Bianca, Lucentio as Cambio, and attendants]

Baptista

[To Tranio] Signor Lucentio, it’s the day of Katherina and Petruchio’s wedding. But I haven’t heard from my son-in-law. What will people think? What an embarrassment it’ll be, to have the groom missing when the priest arrives to hold the wedding ceremony! Lucentio, what do you say about our shame?

Katherina

[Enter Lucentio as Cambio, Hortensio as Litio, and Bianca]

Lucentio

Hold on, fiddler. You’re too eager. Did you already forget how her sister Katherina thanked you last time?

Hortensio

You quarrelsome teacher. Bianca is the queen of heavenly harmony. Let me go first, and once we’ve had a music lesson for an hour, you can lecture her for the same amount of time.

Brutus

Be patient till the last.
Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause,
and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine
honor, and have respect to mine honor, that you may
believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your
senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in
this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say
that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then
that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this
is my answer: not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved
Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die
all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men?
As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate,
I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honor him; but as he
was ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love; joy
for his fortune; honor for his valor; and death for his
ambition. Who is here so base that would be a bondman?
If any, speak, for him have I offended. Who is here so rude
that would not be a Roman? If any, speak, for him have
I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his
country? If any, speak, for him have I offended. I pause for
a reply.
[Enter Cinna the poet.]

Cinna the Poet

I dreamt tonight that I did feast with Caesar,
And things unlucky charge my fantasy.
I have no will to wander forth of doors,
Yet something leads me forth.

Antony

Let but the commons hear this testament — 
Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read — 
And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds
And dip their napkins in his sacred blood,
Yea, beg a hair of him for memory,
And dying, mention it within their wills,
Bequeathing it as a rich legacy
Unto their issue.

Caesar

                      Hence!  Wilt thou lift up Olympus?

Decius Brutus

[Coming forward]

Caesar

Casca

[Coming forward]
[Casca first, then the other Conspirators, and finally Brutus stab Caesar.]

Caesar

[Caesar dies.]

Cinna

Cassius

Brutus

Casca

Decius Brutus

Brutus

Cinna

Metellus Cimber

Brutus

Cassius

Brutus

[Re-enter Trebonius.]

Cassius

Trebonius

Brutus

Cassius

Brutus

Cassius

Brutus

Cassius

Decius Brutus

Cassius

[Enter Antony’s Servant.]

Brutus

Servant

Brutus

Servant

[Exit Servant.]

Brutus

Cassius

Brutus

[Re-enter Antony.]

Antony

Brutus

Cassius

Brutus

Antony

Cassius

Antony

Cassius

Antony

Brutus

Antony

Brutus

Cassius

Brutus

Cassius

Brutus

Antony

Brutus

[Exit all but Antony.]

Antony

[Enter Octavius' Servant.]

Octavius' Servant

Antony

Octavius' Servant

[Seeing the body]

Antony

Octavius' Servant

Antony

[Exit with Caesar's body.]

Brutus

And let us bathe our hands in Caesar's blood
Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords.
Then walk we forth, even to the market-place,
And, waving our red weapons o'er our heads,
Let's all cry 'Peace, freedom and liberty!'

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