By God, then, is John Booth crazy?
It all seems a dream-a wild dream
The President's case is hopeless
Arrest every man, woman, or child attempting to pass
A singular combination of gravity and joy
He wanted to be loved of the southern people
The man of genius in the Booth family
My profession, my name, is my passport
I have a greater speculation ... they won't laugh at
You can be the leader ... but not my executioner
There is going to be some splendid acting tonight
Sic semper tyrannis!
I believe he would have murdered us, every one
Let the stain of innocent blood be removed from the land
I must fight the course
These people around here contradict each other so much
Nothing short of a miracle can save their lives.