Speeches (Lines) for Cinna
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To find out you. Who's that? Metellus Cimber? |
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I am glad on 't. What a fearful night is this!
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3 |
Yes, you are.
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All but Metellus Cimber; and he's gone
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O, pardon, sir, it doth; and yon gray lines
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6 |
No, by no means. |
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Be that the uttermost, and fail not then. |
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Casca, you are the first that rears your hand. |
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O Caesar,— |
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10 |
Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead!
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Here, quite confounded with this mutiny. |
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