Casca. Peace, ho! Cæsar speaks.
[Music ceases.[2842]
Cæs. Calpurnia!
Cal. Here, my lord.
Cæs. Stand you directly in Antonius' way,[2843]
When he doth run his course. Antonius![2844]
Ant. Cæsar, my lord?[2845] 5
Cæs. Forget not, in your speed, Antonius,[2844]
To touch Calpurnia; for our elders say,[2841]
The barren, touched in this holy chase,
Shake off their sterile curse.[2846]
Ant. I shall remember:
When Cæsar says 'do this,' it is perform'd. 10
Cæs. Set on, and leave no ceremony out. [Flourish.[2847]
Sooth. Cæsar!