Read the excerpt from Julius Caesar, act 1, scene 1.

FLAVIUS. But wherefore art not in thy shop today?
Why dost thou lead these men about the streets?

COBBLER. Truly, sir, to wear out their shoes to get myself
into more work. But indeed, sir, we make holiday30
to see Caesar and to rejoice in his triumph.

MARULLUS. Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home?
What tributaries follow him to Rome
To grace in captive bonds his chariot wheels?
You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!35
O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome,
Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft
Have you climbed up to walls and battlements,
To towers and windows, yea to chimney-tops,
Your infants in your arms, and there have sat40
The livelong day, with patient expectation,
To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome.
And when you saw his chariot but appear,
Have you not made an universal shout,
That Tiber trembled underneath her banks45
To hear the replication of your sounds
Made in her concave shores?
And do you now put on your best attire?
And do you now cull out a holiday?
And do you now strew flowers in his way,50
That comes in triumph over Pompey’s blood? Be gone!
Run to your houses, fall upon your knees,
Pray to the gods to intermit the plague
That needs must light on this ingratitude.

FLAVIUS. Go, go, good countrymen, and, for this fault55
Assemble all the poor men of your sort;
Draw them to Tiber banks, and weep your tears
Into the channel, till the lowest stream
Do kiss the most exalted shores of all.
[Exeunt all the Commoners]

Which quotations from this excerpt are examples of imagery? Select two options.

“But indeed, sir, we make holiday / to see Caesar and to rejoice in his triumph.”
“Have you not made an universal shout, / That Tiber trembled underneath her banks”
“…weep your tears / Into the channel, till the lowest stream / Do kiss the most exalted shores of all.”
“And do you now strew flowers in his way, / That comes in triumph over Pompey’s blood?”
“Go, go, good countrymen, and, for this fault / Assemble all the poor men of your sort”