MARK ANTONY This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He, only in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix’d in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, “This was a man!”
MARULLUS: You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless Things!
(Everyone leaves except Antony) ANTONY Oh, pardon me, you bleeding corpse, for speaking politely and acting mildly with these butchers! You are what’s left of the noblest man that ever lived. Pity the hand that shed this valuable blood. Over your wounds—which, like speechless mouths, open their red lips, as though to beg me to speak—I predict that a curse will fall upon the bodies of men.
CASSIUS: Why, man, he does bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about
TREBONIUS 125Caesar, I will. (aside) And so near will I be That your best friends shall wish I had been further.
CAESAR: No, Caesar shall not. Danger knows full well That Caesar is more dangerous than he.
