[ He hums a bit, picking it back up easily. ]

"And Caesar’s spirit, ranging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch’s voice
Cry “Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war,
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial."

[ He sort of acts it out a bit too, adopting an imperial tone. Not quite appropriate for the scene, but. ]