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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420000" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Et Tu?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Ides of March had come<br>but its Sun was not yet cold<br>when Spurinna reminded me<br>what his augury had foretold</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some good men tried to warn me<br>About the risks I take-<br>But Caesar has no need of guards<br>I look Death in the face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Calpurnia asked me not to go<br>Based on her silly dream<br>But the Parthian war won’t be derailed<br>By some Republican’s scheme</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The supplicants surround me with petitions, <br>Bur I, impatient, moved to turn away.<br>Casca grabbed the draping of my toga<br>and bared me, awkwardly, to start the fray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The first dagger found my flesh<br>and left a superficial wound.<br>I wrested the dagger from his hands<br>and swept the blade to clear some room.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They are too many that surround me.<br>Too many of their thrusts strike home<br>Brutus my son, “Et Tu, Brute”<br>I cover my face to die alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bleeding, powerless, dying, <br>No one must see me as I lay.<br>My dignity must be preserved<br>for I am uncommon clay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420000" data-title="Et Tu? de John F. McCullagh" data-description="The Ides of March had come but its Sun was not yet cold when Spurinna reminded me what his augury had foretold Some good men tried to warn me About the risks I take- But Caesar has no need of guards I look Death in the face. Calpurnia asked me n..."></div> </div> </div>
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