SCENE II. The same. A public place.
[Enter, in procession, with music, Caesar; Antony, for the
course; Calpurnia, Portia, Decius, Cicero, Brutus, Cassius, and
Casca; a great crowd following, among them a Soothsayer.]
CAESAR.
Calpurnia, —
CASCA.
Peace, ho! Caesar speaks.
[Music ceases.]
CAESAR.
Calpurnia, —
CALPURNIA.
Here, my lord.
CAESAR.
Stand you directly in Antonius' way,
When he doth run his course. — Antonius, —
ANTONY.
Caesar, my lord?
CAESAR.
Forget not in your speed, Antonius,
To touch Calpurnia; for our elders say,
The barren, touched in this holy chase,
Shake off their sterile curse.
ANTONY.
I shall remember.
When Caesar says "Do this," it is perform'd.
CAESAR.
Set on; and leave no ceremony out.
[Music.]
SOOTHSAYER.
Caesar!
