James Mason Soundboard Edit

Ambition's debt is paid

And gentle friends let's kill him boldly but not wrathfully let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds

Art thou anything art thou some god some angel or some devil that mak'st my blood cold and my hair to stare

As he was fortunate I rejoice at it as he was valiant I honor him but as he was ambitious I slew him

Caesar now be still I killed not thee with half so good a will

Come poor remains of friends rest on this rock

Good gentlemen look fresh and merrily let not our looks put on our purposes

I do not like your faults

If then that friend demand why brutus rose against caesar this is my answer not that I loved caesar less but that I loved rome more

If we do meet again why we shall smile if not why then this parting was well made

Our enemies have beat us to the pit it is more worthy to leap in ourselves than tarry till they push us

Remember march the ides of march remember

Shall I be frighted when a madman stares

Stoop romans stoop and let us bathe our hands in caesar's blood

The abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power

There's tears for his love joy for his fortune honor for his valor and death for his ambition

They are all welcome

This is a sleepy tune

Who comes here I think it is the weakness of my eyes that shapes this monstrous apparition

Wrong I mine enemies and if not so how should I wrong a brother