Who said my heart doth joy

MP3 WAV. It is more worthy to leap in ourselves than tarry till they push us. Even for that our love of old, I prithee, hold thou my sword-hilts, whilst I run on it. There is no tarrying here! My bones would rest, that have but labored to attain this hour. Thy life hath had some smatch of honor in it. Mp3 sound clips of the most memorable quotes from the movie Julius Caesar , which can be used for learning english, as ringtones, to give funny replies to your friends on the internet etc.

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The copyrighted, unlicensed movie samples are shorter in comparison to the original movie. Statilius showed the torchlight, but, my lord,. He came not back. He is or ta'en or slain. Sit thee down, Clitus. Slaying is the word;. It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee , Clitus. What, I, my lord? No, not for all the world! Peace then. No words. I'll rather kill myself.

Hark thee, Dardanius! Shall I do such a deed? O Dardanius! O Clitus! What ill request did Brutus make to thee? To kill him, Clitus. Look, he meditates. Now is that noble vessel full of grief,. That it runs over even at his eyes. Come hither, good Volumnius, list a word. What says my lord? Why, this, Volumnius:. The ghost of Caesar hath appeared to me. Two several times by night — at Sardis once,. And, this last night, here in Philippi fields.

I know my hour is come. Not so, my lord. Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius. Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes. Our enemies have beat us to the pit. It is more worthy to leap in ourselves. Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius,. Countrymen, My heart doth joy that yet in all my life I found no man but he was true to me.

I shall have glory by this losing day More than Octavius and Mark Antony By this vile conquest shall attain unto. So fare you well at once; for Brutus' tongue Hath almost ended his life's history: Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest, That have but labour'd to attain this hour. Cry within, 'Fly, fly, fly!

Fly, my lord, fly. I will follow. Wilt thou, Strato? Give me your hand first. Fare you well, my lord. Farewell, good Strato. What man is that? My master's man. Strato, where is thy master? Free from the bondage you are in, Messala: The conquerors can but make a fire of him; For Brutus only overcame himself, And no man else hath honour by his death. So Brutus should be found. I thank thee, Brutus, That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true.

All that served Brutus, I will entertain them. Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you. Do so, good Messala.