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‘Break up the Senate till another time,
When Caesar’s wife shall meet with better dreams.’
If Caesar hide himself, shall they not whisper [100]
‘Lo, Caesar is afraid’?

Pardon me, Caesar, for my dear dear love
To your proceeding bids me tell you this,
And reason to my love is liable.

CAESAR
How foolish do your fears seem now, Calphurnia! [105]

I am ashamèd I did yield to them.
Give me my robe, for I will go.
Enter Brutus, Caius Ligarius, Metellus Cimber, Casca, Trebonius, Cinna,
and Publius.
And look where Publius is come to fetch me.

PUBLIUS
Good morrow, Caesar.

CAESAR
Welcome, Publius.
What, Brutus, are you stirred so early too? [110]
Good morrow, Casca. Caius Ligarius,

Caesar was ne’er so much your enemy
As that same ague which hath made you lean.
What is’t o’clock?

BRUTUS
Caesar, ’tis strucken eight.

CAESAR
I thank you for your pains and courtesy. [115]
Enter Antony.

See, Antony, that revels long-a-nights,
Is notwithstanding up. Good morrow, Antony.

ANTONY