170Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful;
And pity to the general wrong of Rome—
As fire drives out fire,[65] so pity pity—
Hath done this deed on Cæsar. For your part,
To you our swords have leaden points, Mark Antony:
175Our arms in strength of malice,[66] and our hearts
Of brothers' temper, do receive you in
With all kind love, good thoughts, and reverence.
Cassius.[67] Your voice shall be as strong as any man's
In the disposing of new dignities.