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Enter Cæsar, and Attendants.
Dol. O, sir, you are too sure an augurer; That you did fear, is done.
Who was last with them?
1 Guard. A simple countryman, that brought
This was his basket.
This Charmian liv'd but now; she stood, and
I found her trimming up the diadem
On her dead mistress; tremblingly she stood,
And on the sudden dropp'd.
In her strong toil of grace.
1 Guard. This is an aspick's trail: and these fig-
Have slime upon them, such as the aspick leaves
That so she died; for her physician tells me,
A pair so famous. High events as these
Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall,
And then to Rome.-Come, Dolabella, see
Bel. How found you