But be it so! Shadow, pass on!
[The phantom of Julius Cæsar disappears.
Arn.And can it
Be, that the man who shook the earth is gone,[db]
And left no footstep?
Stran.There you err. His substance
Left graves enough, and woes enough, and fame
More than enough to track his memory;
But for his shadow—'tis no more than yours,
Except a little longer and less crooked