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Julius Caesar (1953)

Julius Caesar (1953)

Julius Caesar is a captivating film adaptation of William Shakespeare's iconic play, released in 1953. Directed by Joseph L. Mankiewicz, this historical drama brings the legendary tale of betrayal, power, and political intrigue to life on the big screen. The cast of this masterpiece includes distinguished actors such as Marlon Brando as Mark Antony, James Mason as Brutus, Louis Calhern as Julius Caesar, and John Gielgud as Cassius.

Captivating and engaging, the movie Julius Caesar transports viewers to ancient Rome, immersing them in the turbulent times surrounding Caesar's rise and eventual downfall. The talent and performances of the cast breathe life into Shakespeare's characters, making the film a timeless classic.

If you are a fan of classic cinema or simply interested in experiencing this theatrical masterpiece, you can play and download the sounds of Julius Caesar (1953) here. Immerse yourself in the powerful dialogue, stirring monologues, and intense battle scenes that made this film an enduring testament to Shakespeare's genius.

A flatterer's would not,
A friend of Antony's.
A friend should bear his friend's infirmities,
A friendly eye could never see such faults.
A lioness hath whelped in the streets,
A man no mightier than thyself or me.
A piece of work that will make sick men whole.
A place in the commonwealth, as which of you shall not?
A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.
A word, Lucilius. How he received you, let me be resolved.
According to his virtue, let us use him
After my speech is ended.
Age, thou art shamed!
Alas, it cried, Give me some drink, Titinius, as a sick girl.
Alas, my lord, your wisdom is consumed in confidence.
Alas, what shall I say? My credit now stands
Alas, you know not. I must tell you then.
All but Metellus Cimber, and he's gone to seek you at your house.
All my engagements I will construe to thee,
All the charactery of my sad brows.
All the conspirators, save only he, did that they did in envy of great Caesar.
All the interim is like a phantasma,
All this done, repair to Pompey's porch, where you shall find us.
Am I entreated to speak and strike?
Am I yourself but, as it were, in sort or limitation,
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
And after that he came, thus sad, away?
And after this let Caesar seat him sure,
And all the rest look like a chidden train.
And am moreover suitor that I may produce his body to the marketplace,
And answer such high things.
And as I told you, he put it by once, but, for all that, to my thinking,
And be not jealous on me, gentle Brutus.
And be resolved how Caesar hath deserved to lie in death,
And being men, hearing the will of Caesar,
And bid them speak for me.
And Brutus is an honorable man.
And Brutus is an honorable man.
And buy men's voices to commend our deeds.
And by you cut off,
And Caesar doth not change.
And Caesar shall go forth!
And Caesar's spirit,
And Cassius is a wretched creature
And chastisement doth, therefore, hide his head.
And Cicero looks with such ferret and such fiery eyes
And come yourself, and bring Messala with you immediately to us.
And common good to all, made one of them.
And did bathe their hands in it.
And died so?
And dip their napkins in his sacred blood,
And do you now cull out a holiday?
And do you now put on your best attire?
And do you now strew flowers in his way
And every man hence to his idle bed.
And every one doth wish you had but that opinion of yourself
And for Mark Antony, think not of him,
And for my sake, stay here with Antony.
And forgave him with all their hearts.
And friends, disperse yourselves, but all remember what you have said,
And from henceforth, when you are over earnest with your Brutus,
And ghosts did shriek and squeal about the streets.
And grace his speech tending to Caesar's glories,
And graves have yawned and yielded up their dead.
And grievously hath Caesar answered it.
And have respect to mine honor, that you may believe.
And having brought our treasure where we will,
And he put it by thrice, every time gentler than other,
And he shall say you are not well today.
And he shall wear his crown by sea and land,
And hide thy spurs in him,
And I am sure it did not lie there when I went to bed.
And I do fear them.
And I have seen the ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam,
And I perceive you feel the dint of pity.
And I will look on both indifferently.
And I will set this foot of mine as far as who goes farthest.
And in the pulpit, as becomes a friend, speak in the order of his funeral.
And in the spirit of men there is no blood.
And is it physical to walk unbraced
And keep us all in servile fearfulness?
And kill him in the shell.
And know it now.
And let me show you him that made the will.
And let slip the dogs of war.
And let us presently go sit in council,
And look where Publius has come to fetch me.
And look you lay it in the praetor's chair, where Brutus may but find it,
And many lusty Romans came smiling
And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive,
And men have lost their reason!
And must bend his body if Caesar carelessly but nod on him.
And my misgiving still fall shrewdly to the purpose.
And my valiant Casca, yours.
And not dismember Caesar. But, alas, Caesar must bleed for it.
And on her knee hath begged that I will stay at home today.
And open perils surest answered.
And peep about to find ourselves dishonorable graves.
And put a tongue in every wound of Caesar
And reason to my love is liable.
And receiving the bad air.
And say you do it by our permission.
And sell the mighty space of our large honors for so much trash
And show yourselves true Romans.
And so it is.
And so, good morrow to you, everyone.
And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, millions of mischiefs.
And still as he refused it, the rabblement hooted and clapped their chapped hands
And suck up the humors of the dank morning?
And talk to you sometimes.
And tell them that I will not come today.
And that craves wary walking.
And that great men shall press for tinctures, stains, relics and cognizance.
And that I am he. Let me a little show it, even in this.
And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world did lose his luster.
And that we are contented Caesar shall have all true rites and lawful ceremonies.
And that were much he should, for he is given to sports,
And the elements so mixed in him
And the man entire upon the next encounter yields him ours.
And the persuasion of his augurers, may hold him from the Capitol today.
And the state of man,
And then I swore thee, saving of thy life,
And then the people fell a shouting.
And then we will deliver you the cause why I,
And then you scratched your head and too impatiently stamped with your foot.
And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, that at his will he may do danger with.
And there have sat the live long day with patient expectation
And there were drawn upon a heap
And therefore are they very dangerous.
And therefore think him as a serpent's egg
And these does she apply for warnings and portents and evils imminent,
And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds,
And this man is now become a god,
And this way have you well expounded it.
And those sparks of life that should be in a Roman
And though we lay these honors on this man
And threw up their sweaty nightcaps
And took his voice who should be pricked to die
And touch thy instrument a strain or two?
And uttered such a deal of stinking breath because Caesar refused the crown,
And we can both endure the winter's cold as well as he.
And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
And we petty men walk under his huge legs
And we then shall determine how to cut off some charge in legacies.
And we, like friends, will straightaway go together.
And what men tonight have had resort to you,
And when I asked you what the matter was,
And when the fit was on him, I did mark how he did shake.
And when you saw his chariot but appear,
And where I did begin, there shall I end.
And whether we shall meet again I know not.
And why should Caesar be a tyrant then?
And will not palter?
And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
And with every putting by mine honest neighbors shouted.
And withal hoping it was but an effect of humor,
And yesterday the bird of night did sit, even at noonday, upon the marketplace,
And yesternight at supper you suddenly arose and walked about
And yet I have a mind that fears him much,
And you are come in very happy time to bear my greeting to the senators,
And you shall speak in the same pulpit whereto I am going
And you, and all of us fell down,
And, as he plucked his cursed steel away, mark how the blood of Caesar followed it,
And, by my honor, depart untouched.
And, could it work so much upon your shape
And, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him but for the general.
And, gentle friends, let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully.
And, good boy, good night.
And, her attendants absent, swallowed fire.
And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother?
And, in his mantle muffling up his face,
And, since the quarrel will bear no color for the thing he is, fashion it thus,
And, to speak truth of Caesar,
And, upon my knees, I charm you
And, you know, his means, if he improve them,
Another general shout.
Antonius, let me have men about me that are fat,
Any dear friend of Caesar's,
Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils,
Are not you moved, when all the sway of earth shakes like a thing unfirm?
Are those my tents where I perceive our light?
Are we all ready?
Art thou anything?
Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil,
As by our hands and this our present act, you see we do,
As Caesar loved me, I weep for him.
As dear to me as are the ruddy drops that visit my sad heart.
As dear to me as are the ruddy drops that visit my sad heart.
As fire drives out fire, so pity, pity, hath done this deed on Caesar.
As he was fortunate, I rejoice at it.
As he was valiant, I honor him.
As it hath much prevailed on your condition,
As live to be in awe of such a thing as I myself.
As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall,
As may be grasped thus?
As rushing out of doors, to be resolved if Brutus so unkindly knocked or no.
As that same ague which hath made you lean.
As this time is like to lay upon us.
As we have seen him in the Capitol being crossed in conference by some senators.
As will turn your hidden worthiness into your eye,
At the hand of Brutus.
Awake and see thyself.
Awake, I say. Lucius.
Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans
Ay, at Philippi.
Ay, do you fear it?
Ay, if I be alive and your mind hold, and your dinner worth the eating.
Ay.
Ay. Saw you anything?
Be angry when you will, it shall have scope.
Be gone! Run to your houses,
Be it so. I do desire no more.
Be not fond to think that Caesar bears such rebel blood
Be offense
Be patient till the last!
Be that the uttermost, and fail not then.
Be thou my witness that against my will, as Pompey was,
Be you content. Good Cinna, take this paper,