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It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going.
Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.
For your dwelling,--briefly.
Ay, and wisely.
Are you a married man or a bachelor?
Pluck down forms, windows, any thing.
O traitors, villains!
A ring; stand round.
They were traitors: honourable men!
Read the will; we'll hear it, Antony; You shall read us the will, Caesar's will.
We'll hear the will: read it, Mark Antony.
Now mark him, he begins again to speak.
Mark'd ye his words? He would not take the crown; Therefore 'tis certain he was not ambitious.
'Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus here.
What does he say of Brutus?
Caesar's better parts Shall be crown'd in Brutus.