Weekly Interlinear Poem




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Robert Jackson

This is the poem for the week of December 1.
A new interlinear poem is available each Monday.


The most unkindest cut of all

-Shakespeare's Julius Caesar


Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through.
See what a rent the envious Casca made.
rent=tear
Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd,
And, as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,
Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it,
As rushing out of doors, to be resolved
If Brutus so unkindly knock'd or no,
If Brutus=if it was Brutus who
knocked or no=knocked (stabbed) or not

For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel.
Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him!
This was the most unkindest cut of all,
For when the noble Caesar saw him stab,
Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms,
arms=daggers
Quite vanquish'd him. Then burst his mighty heart,
And, in his mantle muffling up his face,
mantle=cloak
Even at the base of Pompey's statua,
statua=statue
Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell.
O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!




Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through.
See what a rent the envious Casca made.
Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd,
And, as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,
Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it,
As rushing out of doors, to be resolved
If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no,
For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel.
Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him!
This was the most unkindest cut of all,
For when the noble Caesar saw him stab,
Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms,
Quite vanquish'd him. Then burst his mighty heart,
And, in his mantle muffling up his face,
Even at the base of Pompey's statua,
Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell.
O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!