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Caes. The Ides Of March Are Come. Sooth. Ay, Caesa
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Caes. The ides of March are come.
Sooth. Ay, Caesar; but not gone.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act iii, Sc. 1
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