Antony's Soliloquy

"Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious: If it were so, it was a grievous fault, And grievously hath Caesar answer’d it." "Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest— For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men— Come I to speak in Caesar'sCome I to speak in Caesar's funeral." "He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man." "He hath brought many captives home to RomeWhose ransoms did the general coffers fill:Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?"When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man." Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man." "You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know." "You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then to mourn for him? O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason. Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me."