All of Shakespeare’s plays.
One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd.
'Tis your noblest course.
Wisdom and fortune combating together,
If that the former dare but what it can,
No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay
My duty on your hand.
My name is Thyreus.
Shall I say to Caesar
What you require of him? for he partly begs
To be desired to give. It much would please him,
That of his fortunes you should make a staff
To lean upon: but it would warm his spirits,
To hear from me you had left Antony ...
The scars upon your honour, therefore, he
Does pity, as constrained blemishes,
Not as deserved.
He knows that you embrace not Antony
As you did love, but as you fear'd him.
Thus then, thou most renown'd: Caesar entreats,
Not to consider in what case thou stand'st,
Further than he is Caesar.
So, haply, are they friends to Antony.
Hear it apart.
Caesar, I shall.
Caesar, I go.
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