| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| Thy death and fortunes bid thy folowers fly | Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers fly. | AC IV.xiv.111 |
| This sword but shewne to Casar with this tydings, | This sword but shown to Caesar, with this tidings, | AC IV.xiv.112 |
| Shall enter me with him. | Shall enter me with him. | AC IV.xiv.113 |
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| There Diomed there. | There, Diomed, there. | AC IV.xiv.114.2 |
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| I am call'd Decretas, | I am called Decretas. | AC V.i.5.2 |
| Marke Anthony I seru'd, who best was worthie | Mark Antony I served, who best was worthy | AC V.i.6 |
| Best to be seru'd: whil'st he stood vp, and spoke | Best to be served. Whilst he stood up and spoke, | AC V.i.7 |
| He was my Master, and I wore my life | He was my master, and I wore my life | AC V.i.8 |
| To spend vpon his haters. If thou please | To spend upon his haters. If thou please | AC V.i.9 |
| To take me to thee, as I was to him, | To take me to thee, as I was to him | AC V.i.10 |
| Ile be to Casar: if yu pleasest not, | I'll be to Caesar; if thou pleasest not, | AC V.i.11 |
| I yeild thee vp my life. | I yield thee up my life. | AC V.i.12.1 |
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| I say (Oh Caesar) Anthony is dead. | I say, O Caesar, Antony is dead. | AC V.i.13 |
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| He is dead Casar, | He is dead, Caesar, | AC V.i.19.2 |
| Not by a publike minister of Iustice, | Not by a public minister of justice | AC V.i.20 |
| Nor by a hyred Knife, but that selfe-hand | Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand | AC V.i.21 |
| Which writ his Honor in the Acts it did, | Which writ his honour in the acts it did | AC V.i.22 |
| Hath with the Courage which the heart did lend it, | Hath, with the courage which the heart did lend it, | AC V.i.23 |
| Splitted the heart. This is his Sword, | Splitted the heart. This is his sword; | AC V.i.24 |
| I robb'd his wound of it: behold it stain'd | I robbed his wound of it. Behold it stained | AC V.i.25 |
| With his most Noble blood. | With his most noble blood. | AC V.i.26.1 |