03/15/2024
Caesar:
Who is it in the press that calls on me?
I hear a tongue shriller than all the music cry "Caesar!"
Speak, Caesar is turn'd to hear.
Soothsayer:
Beware the ides of March.
Caesar:
What man is that?
Brutus:
A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.
Caesar:
Set him before me; let me see his face.
Cassius:
Fellow, come from the throng; look upon Caesar.
Caesar:
What say'st thou to me now? speak once again.
Soothsayer:
Beware the ides of March.
Caesar:
He is a dreamer; let us leave him: pass.
Shakespeare’s The Tragedy of Julius Caesar, Act I Scene II
