Act iii. Sc. 1.
Though last, not least, in love.
Act iii. Sc. 1.
Cry Havoc, and let slip the dogs of war.
Act iii. Sc. 2.
Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause; and be silent that you may hear.
Act iii. Sc. 2.
Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
Act iii. Sc. 2.
Who is here so base, that would be a bondman? If any, speak: for him have I offended.