Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

Men at some time are masters of their fates;
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.Alliosis
Brutus and Caesar: what should be in that “Caesar”?
Why should that name be sounded more than yours?Pysma
Write them together, yours is as fair a name;
Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well;
Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em,
Alliteration“Brutus” will start a spirit as soon as “Caesar.”Isocolon
Now in the names of all the gods at once,
Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed
That he is Alliterationgrown so great?Metaphor & Rhetorical Question Age, thou art sham'd!
Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods!Apostrophe and Isocolon
When went there by an age since the great flood
But it was fam'd with more than with one man?
When could they say, till now, that talk'd of Rome,
That her wide walks encompass'd but one man?
ParonomasiaNow is it Rome indeed and room enough,
When there is in it but Anastropheone only man.Hyperbaton, Anaphora, Epistrophe & Pysma
O! You and I have heard our fathers say
There was a Brutus once that would have brook'd
Th' eternal devil to keep his state in Rome
As easily as a king.Simile