The Ides of March

Soothsayer Caesar!

CAESAR Ha! who calls? 

CASCA Bid every noise be still: peace yet again! 

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.