You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!
O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome,
Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft[29]
40Have[30] you climb'd up to walls and battlements,
To towers and windows[31], yea, to chimney-tops,
Your infants in your arms, and there have sat
The live-long day, with patient expectation,
To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome:[32]
45And when you saw his chariot but appear,