*crowd shouting* For Brutus’ sake, I am beholding to you. What does he say of Brutus? He says for Brutus’ sake He finds himself
beholding to us all. ’Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus here.
This Caesar was a tyrant. Nay, that’s certain.
We are blest that Rome is rid of him. Peace, let us hear what Antony can say. *shouting* Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears. I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The
good is oft interrèd with their bones. So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus hath told you Caesar was ambitious. If it were so, it was a grievous fault, And grievously hath Caesar answered it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest (For Brutus is an honourable
man; So are they all, all honourable men), Come I to speak in Caesar’s funeral. 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? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish
beasts, And men have lost their reason! *shouting*