John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued) |
| 1275 |
| As proper men as ever trod upon neat’s leather. |
| Julius Cæsar. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| 1276 |
| The live-long day. |
| Julius Cæsar. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| 1277 |
| Beware the ides of March. |
| Julius Cæsar. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| 1278 |
| Well, honour is the subject of my story. I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself. |
| Julius Cæsar. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| 1279 |
| “Darest thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?” Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow. |
| Julius Cæsar. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| 1280 |
| Help me, Cassius, or I sink! |
| Julius Cæsar. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| 1281 |
| Ye gods, it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world And bear the palm alone. |
| Julius Cæsar. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| 1282 |
| Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. |
| Julius Cæsar. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| 1283 |
| Conjure with ’em,— Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cæsar. Now, in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed, That he is grown so great? Age, thou art shamed! Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods! |
| Julius Cæsar. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| 1284 |
| There was a Brutus once that would have brook’d The eternal devil to keep his state in Rome As easily as a king. |
| Julius Cæsar. Act i. Sc. 2. |