If you have years, prepare to shed them now.
Act iii. Sc. 2.
See, what a rent the envious Casca made!
Act iii. Sc. 2.
This was the most unkindest cut of all.
Act iii. Sc. 2.
Great Caesar fell.
O what a fall was there, my countrymen!
Act iii. Sc. 2.
Put a tongue
In every wound of Caesar, that should move
The stones of Borne to rise and mutiny.