Hot from hell. Caesar's spirit raging in revenge. Cry,havoc! And let slip the dogs of war.
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 interred with their bones, So let it be with Caesar ......
O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, / That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!