So do you too, where you perceive them thick.
These growing feathers pluck'd from Cæsar's wing
75Will make him fly an ordinary pitch,[51]
Who else would soar above the view of men,
And keep us all in servile fearfulness.
[Exeunt]
[ I. 2 Scene II. A public place][52]
Enter Cæsar; Antony, for the course; Calpurnia, Portia, Decius, Cicero, Brutus, Cassius, and Casca; a great crowd following, among them a Soothsayer.
Cæsar. Calpurnia!