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Coriolanus
[V, 6] |
Tullus Aufidius |
3817 |
Go tell the lords o' the city I am here:
Deliver them this paper: having read it,
Bid them repair to the market place; where I,
Even in theirs and in the commons' ears,
Will vouch the truth of it. Him I accuse
The city ports by this hath enter'd and
Intends to appear before the people, hoping
To purge herself with words: dispatch.
[Exeunt Attendants]
[Enter three or four Conspirators of AUFIDIUS' faction]
Most welcome!
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2 |
Coriolanus
[V, 6] |
All Conspirators |
3976 |
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill him!
[The Conspirators draw, and kill CORIOLANUS:]
AUFIDIUS stands on his body]
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3 |
Julius Caesar
[II, 1] |
Brutus |
688 |
Let 'em enter.
[Exit LUCIUS]
They are the faction. O conspiracy,
Shamest thou to show thy dangerous brow by night,
When evils are most free? O, then by day
Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough
To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy;
Hide it in smiles and affability:
For if thou path, thy native semblance on,
Not Erebus itself were dim enough
To hide thee from prevention.
[Enter the conspirators, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS
BRUTUS, CINNA, METELLUS CIMBER, and TREBONIUS]
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4 |
Julius Caesar
[III, 1] |
Casca |
1283 |
Speak, hands for me!
[CASCA first, then the other Conspirators and
BRUTUS stab CAESAR]
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5 |
Julius Caesar
[III, 2] |
Third Citizen |
1777 |
Away, then! come, seek the conspirators.
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6 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 1] |
Octavius |
2399 |
Come, come, the cause: if arguing make us sweat,
The proof of it will turn to redder drops. Look;
I draw a sword against conspirators;
When think you that the sword goes up again?
Never, till Caesar's three and thirty wounds
Be well avenged; or till another Caesar
Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors.
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Julius Caesar
[V, 5] |
Antony |
2754 |
This was the noblest Roman of them all:
All the conspirators save only he
Did that they did in envy of great Caesar;
He only, in a general honest thought
And common good to all, made one of them.
His life was gentle, and the elements
So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up
And say to all the world 'This was a man!'
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