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Revenge! About! Seek! Burn! Fire! Kill! Slay!
Let not a traitor live!

ANTONY
Stay, countrymen. [200]

FIRST PLEBEIAN
Peace there! Hear the noble Antony.

FOURTH PLEBEIAN
We’ll hear him, we’ll follow him, we’ll die with him!

ANTONY
Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up

To such a sudden flood of mutiny.
They that have done this deed are honourable. [205]
What private griefs they have, alas, I know not,
That made them do it. They are wise and honourable,

And will no doubt with reasons answer you.
I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts.
I am no orator, as Brutus is, [210]
But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man

That love my friend, and that they know full well
That gave me public leave to speak of him.
For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,
Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech [215]

To stir men’s blood; I only speak right on.
I tell you that which you yourselves do know,
Show you sweet Caesar’s wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,
And bid them speak for me. But were I Brutus,

And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony [220]
Would ruffle up your spirits, and put a tongue
In every wound of Caesar that should move
The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.

ALL

We’ll mutiny!