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102 Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Cæsar; He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world "This was a man!"

Oct. According to his virtue let us use him: With all respect and rites of burial. Within my tent his bones to-night shall lie, Most like a soldier, order'd honourably So call the field to rest; and let's away, To part the glories of this happy day.