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XCIII.—THE SPEECH OF BRUTUS.
1. Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear; believe me for mine honor, and have respect to mine honor, that you may believe; censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge.
2. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Cæsar's, to him I say, that Brutus's love to Cæsar was no less than his. If, then, that friend demand why Brutus rose against Cæsar, this is my answer: Not that I loved Cæsar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Cæsar were living, and die all slaves, than that Cæsar were dead, to live all freemen?
3. As Cæsar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honor him; but as he was ambitious, I slew him. There are tears for his love, joy for his fortune, honor for his valor, and death for his ambition.
4. Who's here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who's here so rude, that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who's here so vile, that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply. None! Then none have I offended.
5. I have done no more to Cæsar than you shall do to Brutus. The question of his death is enrolled in the capital; his glory not extenuated wherein he was worthy, nor his offenses enforced for which he suffered death.
6. Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony; who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying: a place in the commonwealth ; as which of you shall not? With this I depart; that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
XCIV.-ANTONY'S ORATION OVER CÆSAR'S
BODY. 1. Friends, Romans, countrymen,- lend me your ears.
I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him.
2. Here, under leave of Brutus, and the rest,
(For Brutus is an honorable man,
He was iny friend, faithful and just to me;
3. You all did see, that, on the lupercal,
I thrice presented him with a kingly crown;
What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
But yesterday the word of Cæsar might
5. But here's a parchment, with the seal of Cæsar;
I found it in his closet: 'tis his will.
6 If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
You all do know this mantle; I remember
And as he plucked his cursed steel away,
7. This, this was the unkindest cut of all.
For when the noble Cæsar saw him stab,
8. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!
Then I, and you, and all of us fell down;
Here is himself-marred as you see by traitors.
To such a sudden flood of mutiny!
That gave me public leave to speak of him. 10. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,
Action, nor utterance, nor power of speech,
Show you sweet Cæsar's wounds, poor, poor, dumb
XCV.-SELLING OLD THINGS.
1. Sell that old table? No; I will not sell it! It is only a pine table, it is true; and it costs but eighteen shillings twenty-five years ago, but your ten-dollar bill is no temptation; and I would not swap it either, for the prettiest mahogany or cherry table that you could bring me. If it has plain turned legs, instead of a pillar in the middle, with lion's claws, and if the marble top is only varnished paper, still, I will not sell or swap it.
2. It has been to me a very profitable investment. From the day it came home it has been earning dividends and increasing its own capital. My children made a playhouse and drank tea in their toy cups under it, for which I thank the four legs; and when they were tired of it for that purpose, they turned it upside down and made a four-post bedstead with curtains, or pulled it round the carpet for a sleigh.
3. Then they climbed on it for an observatory; and I never counted the glorious romps they had round it. And also all along for twenty-five years it has paid its dividends of happiness to my family circle. These dividends could never be separated from it until its value is not told in money. It has had its quiet use, also; for nobody could tell it from a round table of agate and cornelian, with its salmon bordered green cover.