Shakespeare julius caesar text pdf

A four-page introduction sets the stage. Score: 4. Fate and fortune.. Murders and atrocities. Insomnia and insanity. Unchecked aspirations and even decapitation. Power-crazed and convinced of his own invincibility, Macbeth, the Scottish war hero, turns into a serial killer, annihilating anybody who gets in his way.

A four-page introduction gets you involved, and an abridged text makes the action fast-paced. Includes information on the history and culture of Elizabethan England"--Provided by publisher.

Caesar, grown arrogant after his military victory, rules with an iron fist, much to the disdain of staunch republicans, B. This book employs a different approach to tell this story. Score: 3. Star-crossed lovers—Romeo and Juliet. A street brawl and a masquerade ball. Comedy and tragedy. Murder and revenge. True romance.

The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones: So let it be with Caesar. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.

He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?

Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once,—not without cause: What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? If thou consider rightly of the matter, Caesar has had great wrong.

But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. O masters, if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, I should do Brutus wrong and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honourable men: I will not do them wrong; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, Than I will wrong such honourable men.

Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it; It is not meet you know how Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad.

Read the will! Will you be patient? You will compel me, then, to read the will? Then make a ring about the corpse of Caesar, And let me show you him that made the will. Shall I descend? If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. Revenge,—about,—seek,—burn,—fire,—kill,—slay,—let not a traitor live! Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny.

Why, friends, you go to do you know not what. Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves? Alas, you know not; I must tell you then: You have forgot the will I told you of. To every Roman citizen he gives, To every several man, seventy-five drachmas. Moreover, he hath left you all his walks, His private arbors, and new-planted orchards, On this side Tiber: he hath left them you, And to your heirs forever; common pleasures, To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.

Here was a Caesar! Never, never. Take up the body. Now let it work. And thither will I straight to visit him: He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry, And in this mood will give us any thing. Belike they had some notice of the people, How I had moved them.

Bring me to Octavius. Authors Books Genres Collections Readability. The Complete Works of William Shakespeare. New York: Sully and Kleinteich. Readability: Flesch—Kincaid Level: The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser. You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today!

The same. The Forum. We will be satisfied; let us be satisfied. I will hear Brutus speak. Brutus goes into the rostrum. The noble Brutus is ascended: silence! None, Brutus, none. Live, Brutus! Bring him with triumph home unto his house. Give him a statue with his ancestors.

Let him be Caesar. Brutus speaks. Peace, ho! Stay, ho! What does he say of Brutus? This Caesar was a tyrant. Methinks there is much reason in his sayings.