O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,
That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!
Thou art the ruins of the noblest man
That ever lived in the tide of times.
Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood!
Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,–
Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips,
To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue–
A curse shall light upon the limbs of men;
Domestic fury and fierce civil strife
Shall cumber all the parts of Italy;
Blood and destruction shall be so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter’d with the hands of war;
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:
And Caesar’s spirit, ranging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch’s voice
Cry ‘Havoc,’ and let slip the dogs of war;
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.— Antony, Julius Caesar, Act 3, Scene 1, by William Shakespeare
Quote of the Day
Posted by daddybear71 on March 15, 2016
https://daddybearsden.com/2016/03/15/quote-of-the-day-162/
Drang
/ March 15, 2016The Ides of March: The assassination of Julius Caesar and how it changed the world – Telegraph
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hollychism
/ March 15, 2016…but Brutus is an honorable man, and so are they all: honorable men.”
When I read this out in class my sophomore year in high school, I started sneering the word “honorable,” lightly at first, then to snarling it toward the end of its use, just to make sure my classmates understood what was going on.
Really covers how I feel about politicians in general, and the current clown car in particular.
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Old NFO
/ March 16, 2016Well played sir, well played! 🙂
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