Mark Antony's Oration: Shakespeare

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.

The noble Brutus hath told you Caesar was ambitious;
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
and grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.

Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest -
For Brutus is an honorable man;
So are they all, all honorable men-

Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me;
But Brutus says he was ambitious,
and Brutus is an honorable man.

He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:

Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:

Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.

You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?

Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.

I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.

You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?

O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And I must pause till it come back to me.


Richard Lord Buckley's version