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.