<SPEECH 1><ACT 1><SCENE 2><3%>
<SOOTHSAYER>	<4%>
	Csar!
</SOOTHSAYER>

<SPEECH 2><ACT 1><SCENE 2><4%>
<SOOTHSAYER>	<4%>
	Beware the ides of March.
</SOOTHSAYER>

<SPEECH 3><ACT 1><SCENE 2><4%>
<SOOTHSAYER>	<5%>
	Beware the ides of March.
</SOOTHSAYER>

<SPEECH 4><ACT 2><SCENE 4><41%>
<SOOTHSAYER>	<42%>
	At mine own house, good lady.
</SOOTHSAYER>

<SPEECH 5><ACT 2><SCENE 4><41%>
<SOOTHSAYER>	<42%>
	About the ninth hour, lady.
</SOOTHSAYER>

<SPEECH 6><ACT 2><SCENE 4><41%>
<SOOTHSAYER>	<42%>
	Madam, not yet: I go to take my stand,
	To see him pass on to the Capitol.
</SOOTHSAYER>

<SPEECH 7><ACT 2><SCENE 4><41%>
<SOOTHSAYER>	<42%>
	That I have, lady: if it will please Csar
	To be so good to Csar as to hear me,
	I shall beseech him to befriend himself.
</SOOTHSAYER>

<SPEECH 8><ACT 2><SCENE 4><41%>
<SOOTHSAYER>	<43%>
	None that I know will be, much that I fear may chance.
	Good morrow to you. Here the street is narrow:
	The throng that follows Csar at the heels,
	Of senators, of prtors, common suitors,
	Will crowd a feeble man almost to death:
	I'll get me to a place more void, and there
	Speak to great Csar as he comes along.
</SOOTHSAYER>

<SPEECH 9><ACT 3><SCENE 1><42%>
<SOOTHSAYER>	<44%>
	Ay, Csar; but not gone.
</SOOTHSAYER>

