from Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, Act 1, Scene II:
CAESAR:
Who is it in the press that calls on me?
I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music,
Cry 'Caesar!' Speak; Caesar is turn'd to hear.
Soothsayer:
Beware the ides of March.
CAESAR:
What man is that?
BRUTUS:
A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.
CAESAR:
Set him before me; let me see his face.
CASSIUS:
Fellow, come from the throng; look upon Caesar.
CAESAR:
What say'st thou to me now? speak once again.
Soothsayer:
Beware the ides of March.
CAESAR:
He is a dreamer; let us leave him: pass.
The picture at the top of the post is of Cesar sa mort by Vincenzo Camuccini.
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