Thunder & Lightning
Enter Iulius Caesar in his Night-gowne.
Caesar. Nor Heauen, nor Earth,
Haue beene at peace to night:
Thrice hath Calphurnia, in her sleepe cryed out,
Helpe, ho: They murther Caesar. Who's within?
Enter a Seruant.
Ser. My Lord
Caes Go bid the Priests do present Sacrifice,
And bring me their opinions of Successe
Ser. I will my Lord.
Exit
Enter Calphurnia.
Cal. What mean you Caesar? Think you to walk forth?
You shall not stirre out of your house to day
Caes Caesar shall forth; the things that threaten'd me,
Ne're look'd but on my backe: When they shall see
The face of Caesar, they are vanished