Monologue

Brutus Monologue from Julius Caesar

From Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare

male · anguished · 57 sec

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Are yet two Romans living such as these? The last of all the Romans, fare thee well! It is impossible that ever Rome Should breed thy fellow. Friends, I owe more tears To this dead man than you shall see me pay. I shall find time, Cassius, I shall find time. Come therefore, and to Thassos send his body. His funerals shall not be in our camp, Lest it discomfort us. Lucilius, come; And come, young Cato; let us to the field. Labeo and Flavius, set our battles on. ’Tis three o’clock; and Romans, yet ere night We shall try fortune in a second fight. (Exeunt.)

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Brutus mourns the death of a fellow Roman, reflecting on the loss and the need to prepare for battle, showcasing both grief and resolve.

30s · sadness · death · honor · betrayal · determination

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