Julius Ceasar

             Antony- O Might Caesar, dost thou lie so low?
             Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils
             Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well.-
             I know not, gentlemen, what you intend,
             Who else must be let blood, who else is rank.
             If I myself, there is no hour so fit
             As Caesar's death's hour, nor no instrument
             Of half that worth as those you swords made rich
             With the most noble blood of all this world.
             I do beseech you, if you bear me hard,
             Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke,
             Fulfill your pleasure. Live a thousand years,
             I shall not find myself so apt to die;
             No place will please me so, no mean of death,
             As here by Caesar, and by you cut off,
             The choice and master spirits of this age.
             Translation- Oh great Caesar, why are you lying like this on the floor?
             You have had all these victories, joys, and successes,
             Is all that worth nothing now? Good bye my friend.
             I am not sure of all that you guys have done and intend to do,
             But who else needed to have Caesar die, and who else had the power
             If I guess right, there is no time more perfect than just now,
             For you all to have killed Caesar. And there isn't any weapon
             Like your swords which were once worthless but now so valuable
             With the blood of the most important person in this world on it.
             I beg you. If you cannot tolerate me either,
             You should, while you stand here all warmed up with sin,
             Act in accordance to your desires. If I happened to stay alive for a
             I would never find such a moment where I would be so willing to die.
             No place or method of dying would satisfy me more,
             Than the place of dying be here by Caesar and the method of dying be by
             And these are the best choices that the greatest of our time would even be
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