William Shakespeare: Julius Caesar

1. SCENE I. Rome. A room in Antony's house.

[Antony, Octavius, and Lepidus, seated at a table.]

These many then shall die; their names are prick'd.

Your brother too must die: consent you, Lepidus?

I do consent,--

Prick him down, Antony.

--Upon condition Publius shall not live,
Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony.

He shall not live; look, with a spot I damn him.
But, Lepidus, go you to Caesar's house;
Fetch the will hither, and we shall determine
How to cut off some charge in legacies.

What, shall I find you here?

Or here, or at the Capitol.

[Exit Lepidus.]

This is a slight unmeritable man,
Meet to be sent on errands: is it fit,
The three-fold world divided, he should stand
One of the three to share it?

So you thought him;
And took his voice who should be prick'd to die,
In our black sentence and proscription.

Octavius, I have seen more days than you:
And, though we lay these honors on this man,
To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads,
He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold,
To groan and sweat under the business,
Either led or driven, as we point the way;
And having brought our treasure where we will,
Then take we down his load and turn him off,
Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears
And graze in commons.

You may do your will;
But he's a tried and valiant soldier.

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