Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face?
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No, Cassius, for the eye sees not itself
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But by reflection, by some other things.
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'Tis just;
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And it is very much lamented, Brutus,
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That you have no such mirrors as will turn
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Your hidden worthiness into your eye,
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That you might see your shadow. …
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Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius,
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That you would have me seek into myself
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For that which is not in me?
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Therefor, good Brutus, be prepared to hear.
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And since you know you cannot see yourself
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So well as by reflection, I, your glass,
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Will modestly discover to yourself
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That of yourself which you yet know not of.
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Julius Caesar, 1.2.53–72
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