O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!

Then I, and you, and all of us fell down,

Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.

Julius Cæsar. Act iii. Sc. 2.

What private griefs they have, alas, I know not.

Julius Cæsar. Act iii. Sc. 2.

I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:

I am no orator, as Brutus is;

But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man.

Julius Cæsar. Act iii. Sc. 2.