The dint[146] of pity: these are gracious drops.
Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold
195Our Cæsar's vesture wounded? Look you here,
Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
1 Citizen. O piteous spectacle!
2 Citizen. O noble Cæsar!
3 Citizen. O woful day!
2004 Citizen. O traitors, villains!
1 Citizen. O most bloody sight!