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Alexander Pope [1747], The works of Shakespear in eight volumes. The Genuine Text (collated with all the former Editions, and then corrected and emended) is here settled: Being restored from the Blunders of the first Editors, and the Interpolations of the two Last: with A Comment and Notes, Critical and Explanatory. By Mr. Pope and Mr. Warburton (Printed for J. and P. Knapton, [and] S. Birt [etc.], London) [word count] [S11301].

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SCENE II. Enter Cæsar, Antony, for the Course, Calphurnia, Portia, Decius, Cicero, Brutus, Cassius, Casca, a Soothsayer.

Cæs.
Calphurnia,—

Casc.
Peace, ho! Cæsar speaks.

Cæs.
Calphurnia,—

Calp.
Here, my lord.

Cæs.
Stand you directly in Antonius' way,
When he doth run his Course—Antonius,—

Ant.
Cæsar, my lord.

Cæs.
Forget not in your speed, Antonius,
To touch Calphurnia; for our Elders say,
The barren, touched in this holy chase,
Shake off their steril curse.

Ant.
I shall remember.
When Cæsar says, do this; it is perform'd.

Cæs.
Set on, and leave no ceremony out.

Sooth
Cæsar,—

Cæs.
Ha! who calls?

Casc.
Bid every noise be still: peace yet again.

Cæs.
Who is it in the Press, that calls on me?
I hear a tongue, shriller than all the musick,
Cry, Cæsar. Speak; Cæsar is turn'd to hear.

Sooth
Beware the Ides of March.

Cæs.
What man is that?

Bru.
A soothsayer bids you beware the Ides of March.

Cæs.
Set him before me, let me see his face.

Cas.
Fellow, come from the throng, look upon Cæsar.

Cæs.
What say'st thou to me now? speak once again.

Sooth.
Beware the Ides of March.

Cæs.
He is a dreamer, let us leave him; pass. [Exeunt Cæsar and Train.

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