Julius Caesar

by: William Shakespeare

Act I, scene ii

Forget not in your speed, Antonio,
to touch Calpurnia. For our elders say
The barren, touched in this holy chase,
Shake off their sterile curse
The fault (dear Brutus) is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings
Well Brutus, thou art noble. Yet I see
thy honorable mettle may be wrought
From that it is disposed.