Julius Cæsar. Act ii. Sc. 2.
Cæs. The ides of March are come.
Sooth. Ay, Cæsar; but not gone.
Julius Cæsar. Act iii. Sc. 1.
But I am constant as the northern star,
Of whose true-fix'd and resting quality
There is no fellow in the firmament.
Julius Cæsar. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Et tu, Brute!
Julius Cæsar. Act iii. Sc. 1.