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Julius Cæsar, I. ii  And, since you know you cannot see yourself

So well as by reflection, I, your glass,

Will modestly discover to yourself

That of yourself which you yet know not of.

And be not jealous on me, gentle Brutus:

Were I a common laugher, or did use

To stale with ordinary oaths my love

To every new protester; if you know

That I do fawn on men and hug them hard.

And after scandal them; or if you know

That I profess myself in banqueting

To all the rout, then hold me dangerous.

Flourish, and shout.

Bru. What means this shouting? I do fear the people Choose Cæsar for their king.

Cas. Ay, do you fear it?

Then must I think you would not have it so.

Bru. I would not, Cassius; yet I love him well.

But wherefore do you hold me here so long?

What is it that you would impart to me?

If it be aught toward the general good.

Set honour in one eye and death i' the other.

And I will look on both indifferently;

For let the gods so speed me as I love

The name of honour more than I fear death.

Cas. I know that virtue to be in you, Brutus,

As well as I do know your outward favour.

Well, honour is the subject of my story.

I cannot tell what you and other men  71 jealous on: suspicious of

73 stale: make cheap ordinary: customary

74 protester: loud-mouthed pretender

76 scandal: defame

77 profess myself: make protestations

78 S. d. Flourish: trumpet call

87 indifferently: impartially

88 speed: favor, prosper

91 favour: appearance 