I know where I will wear this dagger then; 92 Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius. 93 Therein, you gods, you make the weak most strong; 94 Therein, you gods, you tyrants do defeat. 95 Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, 96 Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, 97 Can be retentive to the strength of spirit; 98 But life, being weary of these worldly bars, 99 Never lacks power to dismiss itself. 100 If I know this, know all the world besides, 101 That part of tyranny that I do bear 102 I can shake off at pleasure.
