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When Caesar fell, where yellow Tiber rolls / Its heavy waters muddy,
Life, that was ebbing from a hundred holes / In Caesar's body,
Cried with a hundred voices to the common air, / The unimperial day,
"Gather me up, oh, pour me into the veins of even a gilder of hair!
/ Let me not vanish away!"
The teeth of Caesar at the ignoble word / Were ground together in pride;
No sound came from his lips: the world has heard / How Caesar died.
In the Roman dust the cry of Caesar's blood / Was heard and heard without wonder
Only by the fly that swam in the red flood / Till his head went under.