Julius Caesar

by: William Shakespeare

Act IV, scene i-iii

1
He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold,
To groan and sweat under the business,
Either led or driven, as we point the way. (IV.i)
2
It is a creature that I teach to fight,
To wind, to stop, to run directly on,
His corporal motion governed by my spirit,
And in some taste is Lepidus but so. (IV.i)
3
Cassius, be content.
Speak your griefs softly: I do know you well.
Before the eyes of both our armies here,
Which should perceive nothing but love from us,
Let us not wrangle. (IV.ii)
4
Our legions are brim-full, our cause is ripe.
The enemy increaseth every day,
We at the height are ready to decline (IV.iii)