Come, Antony and young Octavius, come, Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius, For Cassius is a-weary of the world; Hated by one he loves; braved by his brother; Check’d like a bondman; all his faults observed, Set in a note-book, learn’d and conn’d by rote, To cast into my teeth.
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She memorized her lesson by rote, but never really understood it.
"They will get used to it," the soldier said as if the words were rote in his mouth.