Calpurnia.

Calpurnia!

This by Calpurnia's dream is signified.

How foolish do your fears seem now, Calpurnia!

Calpurnia here, my wife, stays me at home.

Calpurnia's cheek is pale, and Cicero looks with such ferret and such fiery eyes as we have seen him in the Capitol being crossed in conference by some senators.

Forget not, in your speed, Antonius, to touch Calpurnia, for our elders say, the barren touched in this holy chase shake off their sterile curse.