Julius Caesar – Be quiet till the last

Julius Caesar

Shakespeare

After defeating Pompey and his sons in battle, Julius Caesar is to be crowned Emperor of Rome. Cassius thinks Caesar is acting too much like a dictator king. For the good of Rome, Cassius convinces Brutus to help kill Caesar. After the murder, a crowd of Romans gathers and listens to Brutus defend the killing.

Brutus
Be patient till the last.
Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my
cause, and be silent, that you may hear: believe me
for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that
you may believe: censure me in your wisdom, and
awake your senses, that you may the better judge.
If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of
Caesar’s, to him I say, that Brutus’ love to Caesar
was no less than his. If then that friend demand
why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer:
–Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved
Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living and
die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live
all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him;
as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was
valiant, I honour him: but, as he was ambitious, I
slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his
fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his
ambition. Who is here so base that would be a
bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended.
Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If
any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so
vile that will not love his country? If any, speak;
for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.

Dogspeare

Barkus is usually a well behaved dog, but on his last walk he ran away from his owner even as he heard the “come” command. Barkus explains his disobedience noting his instinctual impulse to play with other dogs was too strong to resist.

 
Barkus
Be quiet till the last.
Owners, man’s best friends, and walkers! Hear me for my
cause, and don’t bark loud, that you may hear: believe me
for I am alpha, and have respect to my rank, that
you may believe: question me with your sniffer, and
dampen your nostrils that you may the better judge.
If there be any in this noble pack, any great loyal
canine, to him I say that Barkus’ obedience
was no less than his. If then that dog demand
why I ran away against “Come,” this is my answer:
not that I obeyed Owner less, but that I obeyed
instinct more. Had you rather I down-stayed and been
locked on leash, than that I ran, to go free and
play fetch? As Owner trusted me, I cry for him;
as he gave attentive pets, I licked his face; as he was
training, I honoured him: but, as he was so boring, I
left him. There are licks for his love, joy for his
playing, honour for his training, and spite for his
dullness. Who here is so beta that would be a
bond-dog? If any, bark; for him have I offended.
Who here is so submissive that would not run to play? If
any, woof; for him I have offended. Who is here so
tame that will not play with his kind? If any, howl;
for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.

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