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BRUTUS

With a proud heart he wore
His humble weeds. Will you dismiss the people?

Enter the Plebeians.

SICINIUS
How now, my masters, have you chose this man?

FIRST CITIZEN
He has our voices, sir. [155]

BRUTUS
We pray the gods he may deserve your loves.

SECOND CITIZEN

Amen, sir. To my poor unworthy notice,
He mocked us when he begged our voices.

THIRD CITIZEN
Certainly,
He flouted us downright.

FIRST CITIZEN
No, ’tis his kind of speech − he did not mock us. [160]

SECOND CITIZEN

Not one amongst us, save yourself, but says
He used us scornfully. He should have showed us
His marks of merit, wounds received for’s country.

SICINIUS
Why, so he did, I am sure.

ALL
No, no! No man saw ’em.