Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts ; Dash him to pieces ! Cas. I denied you not. Bru. You did. Cas. I did not : he was but a fool that brought My answer back. The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by ... - Page 55 by William Shakespeare - 1769 Full view -
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