Lord, What Fools These Mortals

He Lives In Fame That Died In Virtue's Cause.

No, By My Soul, I Never In My Life Did Hear A Challenge Urged More Modestly, Unless A Brother Should A Brother Dare To Gentle Exercise And Proof Of Arms.

Rude Am I In My Speech, And Little Blessed With The Soft Phrase Of Peace.

Let Me Tell You, Cassius, You Yourself Are Much Condemned To Have An Itching Palm.

They Have Been At A Great Feast Of Languages, And Stolen The Scraps.