These are sentences after finding the word (that).
1 Bru. Why then leade on. O that a man might know The end of th
2 Messala: Be thou my witnesse, that against my will (As Pompey was
3 ues warie walking: Crowne him that, And then I graunt we put a St
4 fearing death Bru. Grant that, and then is Death a Benefit:
5 im. If Brutus will vouchsafe, that Antony May safely come to him,
6 t what you do; Do not consent That Antony speake in his Funerall:
7 ted, I should know no Secrets That appertaine to you? Am I your S
8 aes Let me haue men about me, that are fat, Sleeke-headed men, an
9 uses are For some new Honors, that are heap'd on Caesar Cassi
10 pt thoughts of men The things that are not? O Error soone conceyu
11 hall not. With this I depart, that as I slewe my best Louer for t
12 graunt we put a Sting in him, That at his will he may doe danger
13 e: I, and that Tongue of his, that bad the Romans Marke him, and
14 f March Caes. What man is that? Br. A Sooth-sayer bids you
15 estion? It is the bright day, that brings forth the Adder, And th
16 I did not. He was but a Foole That brought my answer back. Brutus
17 ow not what: but it sufficeth That Brutus leads me on. Thunder
18 end of Caesars, to him I say, that Brutus loue to Caesar, was no
19 I know not what you meane by that, but I am sure Caesar fell dow
20 aces buried in their Cloakes, That by no meanes I may discouer th
21 With what Addition Mess. That by proscription, and billes of
22 ll ready? What is now amisse, That Caesar and his Senate must red
23 ldren. Be not fond, To thinke that Caesar beares such Rebell bloo
24 not; Danger knowes full well That Caesar is more dangerous then
25 l vs what hath chanc'd to day That Caesar lookes so sad Cask.
26 ing, and dye all Slaues; then that Caesar were dead, to liue all
27 heard me: Brutus hath a suite That Caesar will not grant. O, I gr
28 and Caesar: What should be in that Caesar? Why should that name b
29 aes. Who is it in the presse, that calles on me? I heare a Tongue
30 heir likes: For who so firme, that cannot be seduc'd? Caesar doth
31 , you are yoaked with a Lambe That carries Anger, as the Flint be
32 all Night: Know I these men, that come along with you? Cass. Y
33 now strew Flowers in his way, That comes in Triumph ouer Pompeyes
34 selfe, and scorn'd his spirit That could be mou'd to smile at any
35 t brings forth the Adder, And that craues warie walking: Crowne h
36 n stand vpon Cask. Why he that cuts off twenty yeares of life
37 Summers Euening in his Tent, That day he ouercame the Neruij. Lo
38 that men should feare, Seeing that death, a necessary end Will co
39 st a Roman, take it foorth. I that deny'd thee Gold, will giue my
40 deliuer you the cause, Why I, that did loue Caesar when I strooke
41 at Villaine touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for Iustice?
42 then take him to follow thee, That did the latest seruice to my M
43 nde, And partly credit things that do presage. Comming from Sardi
44 ons, Which you deny'd me: was that done like Cassius? Should I ha
45 pers as you bad me Cassi. That done, repayre to Pompeyes Thea
46 e speake of seuenty Senators, that dy'de By their proscriptions,
47 byrth, But kil'st the Mother that engendred thee Tit. What P
48 Thinke not thou Noble Romane, That euer Brutus will go bound to R
49 the Ruines of the Noblest man That euer liued in the Tide of Time
50 thee well: It is impossible, that euer Rome Should breed thy fel
51 ight way go together Bru. That euery like is not the same, O
52 time as this, it is not meet That euery nice offence should bear
53 ath. When euery drop of blood That euery Roman beares, and Nobly
54 e may: But yet haue I a minde That feares him much: and my misgiu
55 A barren spirited Fellow; one that feeds On Obiects, Arts, and Im
56 street is narrow: The throng that followes Caesar at the heeles,
57 it doth; and yon grey Lines, That fret the Clouds, are Messenger
58 s no lesse then his. If then, that Friend demand, why Brutus rose
59 ing Romans bath'd, Signifies, that from you great Rome shall suck
60 and that they know full well, That gaue me publike leaue to speak
61 knot of vs be call'd, The Men that gaue their Country liberty
62 e: I haue not from your eyes, that gentlenesse And shew of Loue,
63 ouidence of some high Powers, That gouerne vs below Cassi. Th
64 all sucke Reuiuing blood, and that great men shall presse For Tin
65 y all your vowes of Loue, and that great Vow Which did incorporat
66 llest Particle Of any promise that hath past from him Cas. Bu
67 t: So are we Caesars Friends, that haue abridg'd His time of fear
68 ne eyes, my Bones would rest, That haue but labour'd, to attaine
69 sodaine Flood of Mutiny: They that haue done this Deede, are hono
70 ens menace so? Cassi. Those that haue knowne the Earth so full
71 her Bond, Then secret Romans, that haue spoke the word, And will
72 no lesse Brut. And after that, he came thus sad away Cas
73 f him: If he loue Caesar, all that he can do Is to himselfe; take
74 e doth this our Caesar feede, That he is growne so great? Age, th
75 he would not be a Wolfe, But that he sees the Romans are but She
76 n this Hill Messa. Is not that he that lyes vpon the ground?
77 ualitie; why you shall finde, That Heauen hath infus'd them with
78 . O my heart! Messa. Is not that hee? Titin. No, this was he
79 ill now) that talk'd of Rome, That her wide Walkes incompast but
80 i. Go Pindarus, get higher on that hill, My sight was euer thicke
81 anke, Vnshak'd of Motion: and that I am he, Let me a little shew
82 thou bleeding peece of Earth: That I am meeke and gentle with the
83 wne, behold no more: O Coward that I am, to liue so long, To see
84 to day: Cannot, is false: and that I dare not, falser: I will not
85 Luc. My Lord, I do not know that I did cry Bru. Yes that th
86 Cinna. I dreamt to night, that I did feast with Caesar, And t
87 her a Coward, or a Flatterer. That I did loue thee Caesar, O 'tis
88 is my Horse Octauius, and for that I do appoint him store of Prou
89 y new Protester: if you know, That I do fawne on men, and hugge t
90 esides, That part of Tyrannie that I doe beare, I can shake off a
91 one that I know will be, Much that I feare may chance: Good morro
92 ie: you'l beare me a bang for that I feare: proceede directly
93 esar, hast thou not? Sooth. That I haue Lady, if it will please
94 all our Liberties. You know, that I held Epicurus strong, And hi
95 irectly Cob. A Trade Sir, that I hope I may vse, with a safe
96 ed towards him? Sooth. None that I know will be, Much that I fe
97 t thou? Cob. Truly sir, all that I liue by, is with the Aule: I
98 aesar, this is my answer: Not that I lou'd Caesar lesse, but that
99 hat I lou'd Caesar lesse, but that I lou'd Rome more. Had you rat
100 seeke, And am moreouer sutor, that I may Produce his body to the
101 the ayre, Giue so much light, that I may reade by them. Opens th
102 ll on me to day: Be neere me, that I may remember you Treb. C
103 der Troopes And heere againe, that I may rest assur'd Whether yon
104 candall them: Or if you know, That I professe my selfe in Banquet
105 o much vpon my Loue, I may do that I shall be sorry for Bru.
106 f Prouender. It is a Creature that I teach to fight, To winde, to
107 little shew it, euen in this: That I was constant Cymber should b
108 xeth him? Bru. When I spoke that, I was ill temper'd too Ca
109 o the Senators, And tell them that I will not come to day: Cannot
110 and on her knee Hath begg'd, that I will stay at home to day
111 but once: Of all the Wonders that I yet haue heard, It seemes to
112 o day Decius. Neuer feare that: If he be so resolu'd, I can o
113 ? Cask. Nay, and I tell you that, Ile ne're looke you i'th' fac
114 I did, Fearing to strengthen that impatience Which seem'd too mu
115 I am not well in health, and that is all Por. Brutus is wise
116 in my Will, I will not come, That is enough to satisfie the Sena
117 me part Of that quicke Spirit that is in Antony: Let me not hinde
118 to Caska, and to such a man, That is no flearing Tell-tale. Hold
119 se Caesar refus'd the Crowne, that it had (almost) choaked Caesar
120 le Mettle may be wrought From that it is dispos'd: therefore it i
121 Noble Vessell full of griefe, That it runnes ouer euen at his eye
122 rth to day: Call it my feare, That keepes you in the house, and n
123 reueng'd, Euen with the Sword that kill'd thee Pin. So, I am
124 and Ligarius. Lucius, who's that knockes Luc. Heere is a si
125 a Woman; but withall, A Woman that Lord Brutus tooke to Wife: I g
126 ow me all) a plaine blunt man That loue my Friend, and that they
127 ange a hand Ouer your Friend, that loues you Bru. Cassius, Be
128 on. But 'tis a common proofe, That Lowlynesse is young Ambitions
129 im. Hearke Boy, what noyse is that? Luc. I heare none Madam
130 ill Messa. Is not that he that lyes vpon the ground? Titin.
131 esar, And let me shew you him that made the Will: Shall I descend
132 s they haue, alas I know not, That made them do it: They are Wise
133 ed round about With Horsemen, that make to him on the Spurre, Yet
134 some Angell, or some Diuell, That mak'st my blood cold, and my h
135 ch as to say, they are fooles that marrie: you'l beare me a bang
136 ? Cinna. As a friend 2. That matter is answered directly
137 , Let's reason with the worst that may befall. If we do lose this
138 u. Nothing Messala Messa. That me thinkes is strange Bru.
139 not to praise him: The euill that men do, liues after them, The
140 It seemes to me most strange that men should feare, Seeing that
141 e time And drawing dayes out, that men stand vpon Cask. Why h
142 Mur. What mean'st thou by that? Mend mee, thou sawcy Fellow?
143 he Army. Octa. What man is that? Messa. My Masters man. Stra
144 inna. To finde out you: Who's that, Metellus Cymber? Cassi. No,
145 you Bru. Caius Ligarius, that Metellus spake of. Boy, stand
146 all. He would be crown'd: How that might change his nature, there
147 readfull Obiects so familiar, That Mothers shall but smile, when
148 at we must make sicke? Bru. That must we also. What it is my Ca
149 d Pin. I do not doubt But that my Noble Master will appeare S
150 vpon vs Cassi. I am glad that my weake words Haue strucke bu
151 be in that Caesar? Why should that name be sounded more then your
152 the Elements So mixt in him, that Nature might stand vp, And say
153 e Gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this Ingra
154 e enough: I dare assure thee, that no Enemy Shall euer take aliue
155 this Ages yoake, Haue wish'd, that Noble Brutus had his eyes
156 spos'd: therefore it is meet, That Noble mindes keepe euer with t
157 Cas. My heart is thirsty for that Noble pledge. Fill Lucius, til
158 he meditates Clit. Now is that Noble Vessell full of griefe,
159 shall Caesar bleed in sport, That now on Pompeyes Basis lye alon
160 destly discouer to your selfe That of your selfe, which you yet k
161 ourable man. You all did see, that on the Lupercall, I thrice pre
162 ands on such slippery ground, That one of two bad wayes you must
163 ry one doth wish, You had but that opinion of your selfe, Which e
164 le of our Spirits, To thinke, that or our Cause, or our Performan
165 Messa. Cicero is dead, and by that order of proscription Had you
166 e will neuer follow any thing That other men begin Cas. Then
167 to Schoole together: Euen for that our loue of old, I prethee Hol
168 , know all the World besides, That part of Tyrannie that I doe be
169 o? Bru. Euen by the rule of that Philosophy, By which I did bla
170 thy Leaden Mace vpon my Boy, That playes thee Musicke? Gentle kn
171 any further my neglect, Then that poore Brutus with himselfe at
172 attery Caesar: Desiring thee, that Publius Cymber may Haue an imm
173 esom: I do lacke some part Of that quicke Spirit that is in Anton
174 man, and with this good Sword That ran through Caesars bowels, se
175 enough to beare with me, When that rash humour which my Mother ga
176 Cin. Caska, you are the first that reares your hand Caes Are
177 e. Enter Antony. See, Antony that Reuels long a-nights Is notwit
178 f it Cai. By all the Gods that Romans bow before, I heere dis
179 tending to the great opinion That Rome holds of his Name: wherei
180 that's certaine: We are blest that Rome is rid of him 2 Peace
181 should be satisfied Ant. That's all I seeke, And am moreouer
182 say, I am a Batchellor 2 That's as much as to say, they are
183 Caesar was a Tyrant 3 Nay that's certaine: We are blest that
184 hilest I runne on it Vol. That's not an Office for a friend,
185 ne're so much your enemy, As that same Ague which hath made you
186 d from their colour flye, And that same Eye, whose bend doth awe
187 lius saying true, Octa. All that seru'd Brutus, I will entertai
188 the dust? Cassi. So oft as that shall be, So often shall the k
189 s the weakenesse of mine eyes That shapes this monstrous Appariti
190 die Messala: With meditating that she must dye once, I haue the
191 ide of Times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly Blood. Ouer t
192 a: And those sparkes of Life, that should be in a Roman, You doe
193 gue In euery Wound of Caesar, that should moue The stones of Rome
194 t with many Enemies, And some that smile haue in their hearts I f
195 an I should auoyd So soone as that spare Cassius. He reades much,
196 You know that you are Brutus that speakes this, Or by the Gods,
197 stice? What? Shall one of Vs, That strucke the Formost man of all
198 hen could they say (till now) that talk'd of Rome, That her wide
199 re it come: But it sufficeth, that the day will end, And then the
200 assi. This it is: 'Tis better that the Enemie seeke vs, So shall
201 . And leaue vs Publius, least that the people Rushing on vs, shou
202 Caesar seeme Ambitious? When that the poore haue cry'de, Caesar
203 Conspirators, When thinke you that the Sword goes vp againe? Neue
204 that the vttermost? Cin. Be that the vttermost, and faile not t
205 Bru. By the eight houre, is that the vttermost? Cin. Be that
206 generall shout? I do beleeue, that these applauses are For some n
207 spirators saue onely hee, Did that they did, in enuy of great Cae
208 ace To fasten in our thoughts that they haue Courage; But 'tis no
209 man That loue my Friend, and that they know full well, That gaue
210 m Arm'd so strong in Honesty, That they passe by me, as the idle
211 tous things Vnto the Clymate, that they point vpon Cic. Indee
212 let slip the Dogges of Warre, That this foule deede, shall smell
213 n Honesty to Honesty ingag'd, That this shall be, or we will fall
214 's Mine, Richer then Gold: If that thou bee'st a Roman, take it f
215 w that I did cry Bru. Yes that thou did'st: Did'st thou see a
216 be found. I thank thee Brutus That thou hast prou'd Lucillius say
217 u. Did'st thou dreame Lucius, that thou so cryedst out? Luc. My
218 eld to dye: There is so much, that thou wilt kill me straight: Ki
219 aesar shall forth; the things that threaten'd me, Ne're look'd bu
220 st like this dreadfull Night, That Thunders, Lightens, opens Grau
221 e put it by once: but for all that, to my thinking, he would fain
222 I did heare him grone: I, and that Tongue of his, that bad the Ro
223 last cry for? Cask. Why for that too Bru. Was the Crowne of
224 nd noyse for? Cask. Why for that too Cassi. They shouted th
225 ine first: for mine's a suite That touches Caesar neerer. Read it
226 not made an Vniuersall shout, That Tyber trembled vnderneath her
227 so strong: For with her death That tydings came. With this she fe
228 e him this: My heart laments, that Vertue cannot liue Out of the
229 feare death Cassi. I know that vertue to be in you Brutus, As
230 me, as are the ruddy droppes That visit my sad heart Por. If
231 the number, I do know but One That vnassayleable holds on his Ran
232 i'th' face againe. But those that vnderstood him, smil'd at one
233 y him: For he loues to heare, That Vnicornes may be betray'd with
234 eir guiltinesse: Go you downe that way towards the Capitoll, This
235 leaue, and by permission: And that we are contented Caesar shall
236 r Starres, But in our Selues, that we are vnderlings. Brutus and
237 ne within, Besides the things that we haue heard and seene, Recou
238 pardon. You must note beside, That we haue tride the vtmost of ou
239 it so Countrymen? Octa. Not that we loue words better, as you d
240 e Gods to day stand friendly, that we may Louers in peace, leade
241 Cai. But are not some whole, that we must make sicke? Bru. Tha
242 we will know your pleasures: That we shall dye we know, 'tis but
243 Exit Seruant. Bru. I know that we shall haue him well to Frie
244 of men, there is no blood: O that we then could come by Caesars
245 Good Volumnius, Thou know'st, that we two went to Schoole togethe
246 ns, and such suffering Soules That welcome wrongs: Vnto bad cause
247 ught, and dye for Caesar, And that were much he should: for he is
248 s are so full of good regard, That were you Antony, the Sonne of
249 thing he is, Fashion it thus; that what he is, augmented, Would r
250 ore thee, sauing of thy life, That whatsoeuer I did bid thee do,
251 ch the people may be mou'd By that which he will vtter Bru. B
252 e me seeke into my selfe, For that which is not in me? Cas. The
253 'd from the true quality With that which melteth Fooles, I meane
254 n all the Peoples hearts: And that which would appeare Offence in
255 y speake right on: I tell you that, which you your selues do know
256 esar beares such Rebell blood That will be thaw'd from the true q
257 ke, let 'em stay heere; Those that will follow Cassius, go with h
258 , And part the Numbers: Those that will heare me speake, let 'em
259 do? Bru. A peece of worke, That will make sicke men whole
260 fended. Who is heere so vile, that will not loue his Countrey? If
261 were not Romans Hindes. Those that with haste will make a mightie
262 re, in the Thigh: Can I beare that with patience, And not my Husb
263 e. But this same day Must end that worke, the Ides of March begun
264 e; nor no Instrument Of halfe that worth, as those your Swords; m
265 bition. Who is heere so base, that would be a Bondman? If any, sp
266 say, There was a Brutus once, that would haue brook'd Th' eternal
267 fended. Who is heere so rude, that would not be a Roman? If any,
268 Luc. Heere is a sicke man that would speak with you Bru.
269 ountrymen: My heart doth ioy, that yet in all my life, I found no
270 nt of my absence, And greefe, that yong Octauius with Mark Antony
271 haue heere receiued Letters, That yong Octauius, and Marke Anton
272 Cask. You shall confesse, that you are both deceiu'd: Heere,
273 I, an itching Palme? You know that you are Brutus that speakes th
274 u mad: 'Tis good you know not that you are his Heires, For if you
275 ke in store for you: Remember that you call on me to day: Be neer
276 As easily as a King Bru. That you do loue me, I am nothing i
277 is very much lamented Brutus, That you haue no such Mirrors, as w
278 Brutus and Cassius. Cassi. That you haue wrong'd me, doth appe
279 d haue respect to mine Honor, that you may beleeue. Censure me in
280 for my cause, and be silent, that you may heare. Beleeue me for
281 sedom, and awake your Senses, that you may the better Iudge. If t
282 ons are Cask. 'Tis Caesar that you meane: Is it not, Cassius?
283 en worthinesse into your eye, That you might see your shadow: I h
284 loue you all, Vpon this hope, that you shall giue me Reasons, Why
285 ry for Bru. You haue done that you should be sorry for. There
286 incorporate and make vs one, That you vnfold to me, your selfe;
287 , would you Leade me Cassius? That you would haue me seeke into m
288 me heere so long? What is it, that you would impart to me? If it
289 will: and so neere will I be, That your best Friends shall wish I
These are sentences after replacing the word (that) with the word (which).
1 Bru. Why then leade on. O which a man might know The end of th
2 Messala: Be thou my witnesse, which against my will (As Pompey was
3 ues warie walking: Crowne him which, And then I graunt we put a St
4 fearing death Bru. Grant which, and then is Death a Benefit:
5 im. If Brutus will vouchsafe, which Antony May safely come to him,
6 t what you do; Do not consent which Antony speake in his Funerall:
7 ted, I should know no Secrets which appertaine to you? Am I your S
8 aes Let me haue men about me, which are fat, Sleeke-headed men, an
9 uses are For some new Honors, which are heap'd on Caesar Cassi
10 pt thoughts of men The things which are not? O Error soone conceyu
11 hall not. With this I depart, which as I slewe my best Louer for t
12 graunt we put a Sting in him, which at his will he may doe danger
13 e: I, and which Tongue of his, which bad the Romans Marke him, and
14 f March Caes. What man is which? Br. A Sooth-sayer bids you
15 estion? It is the bright day, which brings forth the Adder, And th
16 I did not. He was but a Foole which brought my answer back. Brutus
17 ow not what: but it sufficeth which Brutus leads me on. Thunder
18 end of Caesars, to him I say, which Brutus loue to Caesar, was no
19 I know not what you meane by which, but I am sure Caesar fell dow
20 aces buried in their Cloakes, which by no meanes I may discouer th
21 With what Addition Mess. which by proscription, and billes of
22 ll ready? What is now amisse, which Caesar and his Senate must red
23 ldren. Be not fond, To thinke which Caesar beares such Rebell bloo
24 not; Danger knowes full well which Caesar is more dangerous then
25 l vs what hath chanc'd to day which Caesar lookes so sad Cask.
26 ing, and dye all Slaues; then which Caesar were dead, to liue all
27 heard me: Brutus hath a suite which Caesar will not grant. O, I gr
28 and Caesar: What should be in which Caesar? Why should which name b
29 aes. Who is it in the presse, which calles on me? I heare a Tongue
30 heir likes: For who so firme, which cannot be seduc'd? Caesar doth
31 , you are yoaked with a Lambe which carries Anger, as the Flint be
32 all Night: Know I these men, which come along with you? Cass. Y
33 now strew Flowers in his way, which comes in Triumph ouer Pompeyes
34 selfe, and scorn'd his spirit which could be mou'd to smile at any
35 t brings forth the Adder, And which craues warie walking: Crowne h
36 n stand vpon Cask. Why he which cuts off twenty yeares of life
37 Summers Euening in his Tent, which day he ouercame the Neruij. Lo
38 which men should feare, Seeing which death, a necessary end Will co
39 st a Roman, take it foorth. I which deny'd thee Gold, will giue my
40 deliuer you the cause, Why I, which did loue Caesar when I strooke
41 at Villaine touch'd his body, which did stab, And not for Iustice?
42 then take him to follow thee, which did the latest seruice to my M
43 nde, And partly credit things which do presage. Comming from Sardi
44 ons, Which you deny'd me: was which done like Cassius? Should I ha
45 pers as you bad me Cassi. which done, repayre to Pompeyes Thea
46 e speake of seuenty Senators, which dy'de By their proscriptions,
47 byrth, But kil'st the Mother which engendred thee Tit. What P
48 Thinke not thou Noble Romane, which euer Brutus will go bound to R
49 the Ruines of the Noblest man which euer liued in the Tide of Time
50 thee well: It is impossible, which euer Rome Should breed thy fel
51 ight way go together Bru. which euery like is not the same, O
52 time as this, it is not meet which euery nice offence should bear
53 ath. When euery drop of blood which euery Roman beares, and Nobly
54 e may: But yet haue I a minde which feares him much: and my misgiu
55 A barren spirited Fellow; one which feeds On Obiects, Arts, and Im
56 street is narrow: The throng which followes Caesar at the heeles,
57 it doth; and yon grey Lines, which fret the Clouds, are Messenger
58 s no lesse then his. If then, which Friend demand, why Brutus rose
59 ing Romans bath'd, Signifies, which from you great Rome shall suck
60 and which they know full well, which gaue me publike leaue to speak
61 knot of vs be call'd, The Men which gaue their Country liberty
62 e: I haue not from your eyes, which gentlenesse And shew of Loue,
63 ouidence of some high Powers, which gouerne vs below Cassi. Th
64 all sucke Reuiuing blood, and which great men shall presse For Tin
65 y all your vowes of Loue, and which great Vow Which did incorporat
66 llest Particle Of any promise which hath past from him Cas. Bu
67 t: So are we Caesars Friends, which haue abridg'd His time of fear
68 ne eyes, my Bones would rest, which haue but labour'd, to attaine
69 sodaine Flood of Mutiny: They which haue done this Deede, are hono
70 ens menace so? Cassi. Those which haue knowne the Earth so full
71 her Bond, Then secret Romans, which haue spoke the word, And will
72 no lesse Brut. And after which, he came thus sad away Cas
73 f him: If he loue Caesar, all which he can do Is to himselfe; take
74 e doth this our Caesar feede, which he is growne so great? Age, th
75 he would not be a Wolfe, But which he sees the Romans are but She
76 n this Hill Messa. Is not which he which lyes vpon the ground?
77 ualitie; why you shall finde, which Heauen hath infus'd them with
78 . O my heart! Messa. Is not which hee? Titin. No, this was he
79 ill now) which talk'd of Rome, which her wide Walkes incompast but
80 i. Go Pindarus, get higher on which hill, My sight was euer thicke
81 anke, Vnshak'd of Motion: and which I am he, Let me a little shew
82 thou bleeding peece of Earth: which I am meeke and gentle with the
83 wne, behold no more: O Coward which I am, to liue so long, To see
84 to day: Cannot, is false: and which I dare not, falser: I will not
85 Luc. My Lord, I do not know which I did cry Bru. Yes which th
86 Cinna. I dreamt to night, which I did feast with Caesar, And t
87 her a Coward, or a Flatterer. which I did loue thee Caesar, O 'tis
88 is my Horse Octauius, and for which I do appoint him store of Prou
89 y new Protester: if you know, which I do fawne on men, and hugge t
90 esides, which part of Tyrannie which I doe beare, I can shake off a
91 one which I know will be, Much which I feare may chance: Good morro
92 ie: you'l beare me a bang for which I feare: proceede directly
93 esar, hast thou not? Sooth. which I haue Lady, if it will please
94 all our Liberties. You know, which I held Epicurus strong, And hi
95 irectly Cob. A Trade Sir, which I hope I may vse, with a safe
96 ed towards him? Sooth. None which I know will be, Much which I fe
97 t thou? Cob. Truly sir, all which I liue by, is with the Aule: I
98 aesar, this is my answer: Not which I lou'd Caesar lesse, but which
99 hat I lou'd Caesar lesse, but which I lou'd Rome more. Had you rat
100 seeke, And am moreouer sutor, which I may Produce his body to the
101 the ayre, Giue so much light, which I may reade by them. Opens th
102 ll on me to day: Be neere me, which I may remember you Treb. C
103 der Troopes And heere againe, which I may rest assur'd Whether yon
104 candall them: Or if you know, which I professe my selfe in Banquet
105 o much vpon my Loue, I may do which I shall be sorry for Bru.
106 f Prouender. It is a Creature which I teach to fight, To winde, to
107 little shew it, euen in this: which I was constant Cymber should b
108 xeth him? Bru. When I spoke which, I was ill temper'd too Ca
109 o the Senators, And tell them which I will not come to day: Cannot
110 and on her knee Hath begg'd, which I will stay at home to day
111 but once: Of all the Wonders which I yet haue heard, It seemes to
112 o day Decius. Neuer feare which: If he be so resolu'd, I can o
113 ? Cask. Nay, and I tell you which, Ile ne're looke you i'th' fac
114 I did, Fearing to strengthen which impatience Which seem'd too mu
115 I am not well in health, and which is all Por. Brutus is wise
116 in my Will, I will not come, which is enough to satisfie the Sena
117 me part Of which quicke Spirit which is in Antony: Let me not hinde
118 to Caska, and to such a man, which is no flearing Tell-tale. Hold
119 se Caesar refus'd the Crowne, which it had (almost) choaked Caesar
120 le Mettle may be wrought From which it is dispos'd: therefore it i
121 Noble Vessell full of griefe, which it runnes ouer euen at his eye
122 rth to day: Call it my feare, which keepes you in the house, and n
123 reueng'd, Euen with the Sword which kill'd thee Pin. So, I am
124 and Ligarius. Lucius, who's which knockes Luc. Heere is a si
125 a Woman; but withall, A Woman which Lord Brutus tooke to Wife: I g
126 ow me all) a plaine blunt man which loue my Friend, and which they
127 ange a hand Ouer your Friend, which loues you Bru. Cassius, Be
128 on. But 'tis a common proofe, which Lowlynesse is young Ambitions
129 im. Hearke Boy, what noyse is which? Luc. I heare none Madam
130 ill Messa. Is not which he which lyes vpon the ground? Titin.
131 esar, And let me shew you him which made the Will: Shall I descend
132 s they haue, alas I know not, which made them do it: They are Wise
133 ed round about With Horsemen, which make to him on the Spurre, Yet
134 some Angell, or some Diuell, which mak'st my blood cold, and my h
135 ch as to say, they are fooles which marrie: you'l beare me a bang
136 ? Cinna. As a friend 2. which matter is answered directly
137 , Let's reason with the worst which may befall. If we do lose this
138 u. Nothing Messala Messa. which me thinkes is strange Bru.
139 not to praise him: The euill which men do, liues after them, The
140 It seemes to me most strange which men should feare, Seeing which
141 e time And drawing dayes out, which men stand vpon Cask. Why h
142 Mur. What mean'st thou by which? Mend mee, thou sawcy Fellow?
143 he Army. Octa. What man is which? Messa. My Masters man. Stra
144 inna. To finde out you: Who's which, Metellus Cymber? Cassi. No,
145 you Bru. Caius Ligarius, which Metellus spake of. Boy, stand
146 all. He would be crown'd: How which might change his nature, there
147 readfull Obiects so familiar, which Mothers shall but smile, when
148 at we must make sicke? Bru. which must we also. What it is my Ca
149 d Pin. I do not doubt But which my Noble Master will appeare S
150 vpon vs Cassi. I am glad which my weake words Haue strucke bu
151 be in which Caesar? Why should which name be sounded more then your
152 the Elements So mixt in him, which Nature might stand vp, And say
153 e Gods to intermit the plague which needs must light on this Ingra
154 e enough: I dare assure thee, which no Enemy Shall euer take aliue
155 this Ages yoake, Haue wish'd, which Noble Brutus had his eyes
156 spos'd: therefore it is meet, which Noble mindes keepe euer with t
157 Cas. My heart is thirsty for which Noble pledge. Fill Lucius, til
158 he meditates Clit. Now is which Noble Vessell full of griefe,
159 shall Caesar bleed in sport, which now on Pompeyes Basis lye alon
160 destly discouer to your selfe which of your selfe, which you yet k
161 ourable man. You all did see, which on the Lupercall, I thrice pre
162 ands on such slippery ground, which one of two bad wayes you must
163 ry one doth wish, You had but which opinion of your selfe, Which e
164 le of our Spirits, To thinke, which or our Cause, or our Performan
165 Messa. Cicero is dead, and by which order of proscription Had you
166 e will neuer follow any thing which other men begin Cas. Then
167 to Schoole together: Euen for which our loue of old, I prethee Hol
168 , know all the World besides, which part of Tyrannie which I doe be
169 o? Bru. Euen by the rule of which Philosophy, By which I did bla
170 thy Leaden Mace vpon my Boy, which playes thee Musicke? Gentle kn
171 any further my neglect, Then which poore Brutus with himselfe at
172 attery Caesar: Desiring thee, which Publius Cymber may Haue an imm
173 esom: I do lacke some part Of which quicke Spirit which is in Anton
174 man, and with this good Sword which ran through Caesars bowels, se
175 enough to beare with me, When which rash humour which my Mother ga
176 Cin. Caska, you are the first which reares your hand Caes Are
177 e. Enter Antony. See, Antony which Reuels long a-nights Is notwit
178 f it Cai. By all the Gods which Romans bow before, I heere dis
179 tending to the great opinion which Rome holds of his Name: wherei
180 which's certaine: We are blest which Rome is rid of him 2 Peace
181 should be satisfied Ant. which's all I seeke, And am moreouer
182 say, I am a Batchellor 2 which's as much as to say, they are
183 Caesar was a Tyrant 3 Nay which's certaine: We are blest which
184 hilest I runne on it Vol. which's not an Office for a friend,
185 ne're so much your enemy, As which same Ague which hath made you
186 d from their colour flye, And which same Eye, whose bend doth awe
187 lius saying true, Octa. All which seru'd Brutus, I will entertai
188 the dust? Cassi. So oft as which shall be, So often shall the k
189 s the weakenesse of mine eyes which shapes this monstrous Appariti
190 die Messala: With meditating which she must dye once, I haue the
191 ide of Times. Woe to the hand which shed this costly Blood. Ouer t
192 a: And those sparkes of Life, which should be in a Roman, You doe
193 gue In euery Wound of Caesar, which should moue The stones of Rome
194 t with many Enemies, And some which smile haue in their hearts I f
195 an I should auoyd So soone as which spare Cassius. He reades much,
196 You know which you are Brutus which speakes this, Or by the Gods,
197 stice? What? Shall one of Vs, which strucke the Formost man of all
198 hen could they say (till now) which talk'd of Rome, which her wide
199 re it come: But it sufficeth, which the day will end, And then the
200 assi. This it is: 'Tis better which the Enemie seeke vs, So shall
201 . And leaue vs Publius, least which the people Rushing on vs, shou
202 Caesar seeme Ambitious? When which the poore haue cry'de, Caesar
203 Conspirators, When thinke you which the Sword goes vp againe? Neue
204 which the vttermost? Cin. Be which the vttermost, and faile not t
205 Bru. By the eight houre, is which the vttermost? Cin. Be which
206 generall shout? I do beleeue, which these applauses are For some n
207 spirators saue onely hee, Did which they did, in enuy of great Cae
208 ace To fasten in our thoughts which they haue Courage; But 'tis no
209 man which loue my Friend, and which they know full well, which gaue
210 m Arm'd so strong in Honesty, which they passe by me, as the idle
211 tous things Vnto the Clymate, which they point vpon Cic. Indee
212 let slip the Dogges of Warre, which this foule deede, shall smell
213 n Honesty to Honesty ingag'd, which this shall be, or we will fall
214 's Mine, Richer then Gold: If which thou bee'st a Roman, take it f
215 w which I did cry Bru. Yes which thou did'st: Did'st thou see a
216 be found. I thank thee Brutus which thou hast prou'd Lucillius say
217 u. Did'st thou dreame Lucius, which thou so cryedst out? Luc. My
218 eld to dye: There is so much, which thou wilt kill me straight: Ki
219 aesar shall forth; the things which threaten'd me, Ne're look'd bu
220 st like this dreadfull Night, which Thunders, Lightens, opens Grau
221 e put it by once: but for all which, to my thinking, he would fain
222 I did heare him grone: I, and which Tongue of his, which bad the Ro
223 last cry for? Cask. Why for which too Bru. Was the Crowne of
224 nd noyse for? Cask. Why for which too Cassi. They shouted th
225 ine first: for mine's a suite which touches Caesar neerer. Read it
226 not made an Vniuersall shout, which Tyber trembled vnderneath her
227 so strong: For with her death which tydings came. With this she fe
228 e him this: My heart laments, which Vertue cannot liue Out of the
229 feare death Cassi. I know which vertue to be in you Brutus, As
230 me, as are the ruddy droppes which visit my sad heart Por. If
231 the number, I do know but One which vnassayleable holds on his Ran
232 i'th' face againe. But those which vnderstood him, smil'd at one
233 y him: For he loues to heare, which Vnicornes may be betray'd with
234 eir guiltinesse: Go you downe which way towards the Capitoll, This
235 leaue, and by permission: And which we are contented Caesar shall
236 r Starres, But in our Selues, which we are vnderlings. Brutus and
237 ne within, Besides the things which we haue heard and seene, Recou
238 pardon. You must note beside, which we haue tride the vtmost of ou
239 it so Countrymen? Octa. Not which we loue words better, as you d
240 e Gods to day stand friendly, which we may Louers in peace, leade
241 Cai. But are not some whole, which we must make sicke? Bru. Tha
242 we will know your pleasures: which we shall dye we know, 'tis but
243 Exit Seruant. Bru. I know which we shall haue him well to Frie
244 of men, there is no blood: O which we then could come by Caesars
245 Good Volumnius, Thou know'st, which we two went to Schoole togethe
246 ns, and such suffering Soules which welcome wrongs: Vnto bad cause
247 ught, and dye for Caesar, And which were much he should: for he is
248 s are so full of good regard, which were you Antony, the Sonne of
249 thing he is, Fashion it thus; which what he is, augmented, Would r
250 ore thee, sauing of thy life, which whatsoeuer I did bid thee do,
251 ch the people may be mou'd By which which he will vtter Bru. B
252 e me seeke into my selfe, For which which is not in me? Cas. The
253 'd from the true quality With which which melteth Fooles, I meane
254 n all the Peoples hearts: And which which would appeare Offence in
255 y speake right on: I tell you which, which you your selues do know
256 esar beares such Rebell blood which will be thaw'd from the true q
257 ke, let 'em stay heere; Those which will follow Cassius, go with h
258 , And part the Numbers: Those which will heare me speake, let 'em
259 do? Bru. A peece of worke, which will make sicke men whole
260 fended. Who is heere so vile, which will not loue his Countrey? If
261 were not Romans Hindes. Those which with haste will make a mightie
262 re, in the Thigh: Can I beare which with patience, And not my Husb
263 e. But this same day Must end which worke, the Ides of March begun
264 e; nor no Instrument Of halfe which worth, as those your Swords; m
265 bition. Who is heere so base, which would be a Bondman? If any, sp
266 say, There was a Brutus once, which would haue brook'd Th' eternal
267 fended. Who is heere so rude, which would not be a Roman? If any,
268 Luc. Heere is a sicke man which would speak with you Bru.
269 ountrymen: My heart doth ioy, which yet in all my life, I found no
270 nt of my absence, And greefe, which yong Octauius with Mark Antony
271 haue heere receiued Letters, which yong Octauius, and Marke Anton
272 Cask. You shall confesse, which you are both deceiu'd: Heere,
273 I, an itching Palme? You know which you are Brutus which speakes th
274 u mad: 'Tis good you know not which you are his Heires, For if you
275 ke in store for you: Remember which you call on me to day: Be neer
276 As easily as a King Bru. which you do loue me, I am nothing i
277 is very much lamented Brutus, which you haue no such Mirrors, as w
278 Brutus and Cassius. Cassi. which you haue wrong'd me, doth appe
279 d haue respect to mine Honor, which you may beleeue. Censure me in
280 for my cause, and be silent, which you may heare. Beleeue me for
281 sedom, and awake your Senses, which you may the better Iudge. If t
282 ons are Cask. 'Tis Caesar which you meane: Is it not, Cassius?
283 en worthinesse into your eye, which you might see your shadow: I h
284 loue you all, Vpon this hope, which you shall giue me Reasons, Why
285 ry for Bru. You haue done which you should be sorry for. There
286 incorporate and make vs one, which you vnfold to me, your selfe;
287 , would you Leade me Cassius? which you would haue me seeke into m
288 me heere so long? What is it, which you would impart to me? If it
289 will: and so neere will I be, which your best Friends shall wish I