Tragedies. King Lear. Othello. Julius Ceasar / Трагедии. Король Лир. Отелло. Юлий Цезарь. Уильям Шекспир

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СКАЧАТЬ style="font-size:15px;">      What, Brutus!

      CASSIUS

      Pardon, Caesar; Caesar, pardon:

      As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall,

      To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber.

      CASSIUS

      I could be well moved, if I were as you:

      If I could pray to move, prayers would move me:

      But I am constant as the northern star,

      Of whose true-fix’d and resting quality

      There is no fellow in the firmament.

      The skies are painted with unnumber’d sparks,

      They are all fire and every one doth shine,

      But there’s but one in all doth hold his place:

      So in the world; ’tis furnish’d well with men,

      And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive;

      Yet in the number I do know but one

      That unassailable holds on his rank,

      Unshaked of motion: and that I am he,

      Let me a little show it, even in this;

      That I was constant Cimber should be banish’d,

      And constant do remain to keep him so.

      CINNA

      O Caesar, —

      CAESAR

      Hence! wilt thou lift up Olympus?

      DECIUS BRUTUS

      Great Caesar, —

      CAESAR

      Doth not Brutus bootless kneel?

      CASCA

      Speak, hands for me!

      CASCA first, then the other Conspirators and BRUTUS stab CAESAR

      CAESAR

      Et tu, Brute! Then fall, Caesar.

      Dies

      CINNA

      Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead!

      Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets.

      CASSIUS

      Some to the common pulpits, and cry out

      ’Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement!’

      BRUTUS

      People and senators, be not affrighted;

      Fly not; stand stiff: ambition’s debt is paid.

      CASCA

      Go to the pulpit, Brutus.

      DECIUS BRUTUS

      And Cassius too.

      BRUTUS

      Where’s Publius?

      CINNA

      Here, quite confounded with this mutiny.

      METELLUS CIMBER

      Stand fast together, lest some friend of Caesar’s

      Should chance-

      BRUTUS

      Talk not of standing. Publius, good cheer;

      There is no harm intended to your person,

      Nor to no Roman else: so tell them, Publius.

      CASSIUS

      And leave us, Publius; lest that the people,

      Rushing on us, should do your age some mischief.

      BRUTUS

      Do so: and let no man abide this deed,

      But we the doers.

      Re-enter TREBONIUS

      CASSIUS

      Where is Antony?

      TREBONIUS

      Fled to his house amazed:

      Men, wives and children stare, cry out and run

      As it were doomsday.

      BRUTUS

      Fates, we will know your pleasures:

      That we shall die, we know; ’tis but the time

      And drawing days out, that men stand upon.

      CASSIUS

      Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life

      Cuts off so many years of fearing death.

      BRUTUS

      Grant that, and then is death a benefit:

      So are we Caesar’s friends, that have abridged

      His time of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, stoop,

      And let us bathe our hands in Caesar’s blood

      Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords:

      Then walk we forth, even to the market-place,

      And, waving our red weapons o’er our heads,

      Let’s all cry ’Peace, freedom and liberty!’

      CASSIUS

      Stoop, then, and wash. How many ages hence

      Shall this our lofty scene be acted over

      In states unborn and accents yet unknown!

      BRUTUS

      How many times shall Caesar bleed in sport,

      That now on Pompey’s basis lies along

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