150That he is grown so great? Age, thou art sham'd!

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Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods!

When went there by an age, since the great flood,[122]

But it was fam'd with more than with one man?

When could they say, till now, that talk'd of Rome,

155That her wide walks[123][124] encompass'd but one man?

155

Now is it Rome indeed, and room[125] enough,

When there is in it but one only man.

O, you and I have heard our fathers say

There was a Brutus[126] once that would have brook'd[127]

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20

160Th' eternal[128] devil to keep his state in Rome

160

As easily as a king.

Brutus. That you do love me, I am nothing jealous;[129]

Brutus.

What you would work me to,[130] I have some aim:[131]

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