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A leaner action rend us. What's amiss,

May it be gently beard: When we debate

Our trivial difference loud, we do commit

Murder in healing wounds: Then, noble partners,

(The latuer, for I earnestly beseech,)

Touch you the sourest points with sweetest terms,

Nor curstuess * grow to the matter.

Ant. 'Tis spoken well:
Were we before our armies, and to right,
I should do thus.

Ces. Welcome to Rome.

Ant. Tbauk you.

Ces. Sit.

Ant. Sit, Sir I

Ces. Nay, Then—

Ant. I learn, you take things ill, which arc not so; Or, being, concern you not.

Ces* 1 must be laugh'd at, If, or for nothing, or a little, I Should say myself offended; and with you Chiefly i'the world: more laugu'd at, that I should

Once name you derogately, when to sound your

name It not concerned me.

Ani. My being in Egypt, Cesar, What was't to you 1

Ces. No more than my residing hero at Koine Might be to you in Egypt: Yet, if you there I»id practise t on tny state, your being in Egypt Might he my question. {

Ani. How iutend you, practis'df

Ces. You may be pleas'd to catch at mine intent, [iher, By what did here hefal me. Your wife, and broMade wars upon inc; and their contestation Was theme for you, you were the word of war.

Ant. You do mistake your business; my brother never

Did urge me in his act: I did enquire it;
And have my learning from some true reports, §
That drew their swords with you. Did ho >ut
rather

Discredit my authority with yours;
And make the wars alike against my stomach.
Having alike your cause T Of tills, my letters
Before did satisfy you. If you'll patch a quarrel.
As matter whole you have not to make it with.
It must not be with this.

Ces. You praise yourself
By laying defects of judgment to me; but
You patch'd up your excuses.

Ant. Not so, not so;
I know you could not lack, I am certain on't
Very necessity of this thought, that I,
Your partner in the cause 'gainst which he
fought,

Could not with grateful eyes attend those wars Which 'fronted (| mine own peace. As for my wife,

I would you had her spirit in such another: The third o'the world is yours; which, with a snaffle IT

Yon may pace easy, but not such a wife.

Eno. 'Would we had all such wives, that the men might go to wars with the women 1

Ant. So much incurable, her gar boils, Cesar,
Made out of her impatience, (which not wanted
Shrewdness of policy too,) 1 grieving grant.
Did you too much disquiet: for that, you must
But say, 1 could not help it.

Ces. I wrote to you.
When rioting in Alexandria t you
Did pocket up my letters, and with taunts
Did gibe my missive out of audience.

Ant. Sir,
He fell upon me, ere admitted ; then
Three kings 1 had newly feasted, and did want

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Of what I was i'the morning; but, next day,
1 told him of myself; which was as much
As to have aak'd him pardon: Let this fellow
Be nothing of our strife; if we contend.
Out of our question" wipe him.

Ces. You have broken
The article of your oath ; which yon shall never
Have tongue to charge me with.

Ley. Soft, Cesar.

Ant. No, Lepidus, let him speak:
The honour's sacred which he talks on now,
Supposing that 1 lack'd it: But on, Cesar;
The article of my oath,—

Ces, To lend me arms and aid, when I re* quir'd them; The which you both denied.

Ant. Neglected, rather; And then, when poison'd hours had bound me np From mine own knowledge. As nearly as I may, I'll play the penitent to you: but mine honesty Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my power Work without it: Truth is, that Fulvia, To have me out of Egypt, made wars here; For which myself, the ignorant motive, do So far ask pardon, as befits mine honour To stoop in such a case.

Ley. 'Tis nobly spoken.

Atec. If it might please yon to enforce no further

The griefs + between ye, to forget them quite,
Were to remember that the present need
Speaks to atone % you.

Ley. Worthily spoke, Mecseuas.

Eno. Or, if you borrow one another's love for the instant, you may, when you hear no more words of Poinpey, return it again: you shall have lime to wrangle in, when you have nothing else to do.

Ant. Thou art a soldier only; speak no more. Eno. That truth should be silent, 1 had almost forgot.

Ant. You wrong this presence, therefore speak no more.

Eno. Go to then ; your considerate stone.

Ces. 1 do not much dislike the matter, but
The maimer of bis speech : for it cannot be.
We shall remain in friendship, our conditions
So differing in their acts. Yet, if I knew
What hoop should hold us staunch, from edge lo
edge

O'the world I would pursue it.
Agr. Give me leave, Cesar,—
Ces. Speak, Agrippa.

Agr. Thou hast a sister by the mother's side,
Admir'd Octavia : great Mark Antony
Is now a widower.

Ces. Say not so, Agrippa;
If Cleopatra heard you, your reproof
Were well deserv'd of rashness.

Ant. 1 am not married, Cesar: let me hear Agrippa further speak.

Agr. To hold you in perpetual amity, To make you brothers, and to Knit your hearts With an uuslipplng knot, take Antony Octavia to his wife: whose beauty claims No worse a husband than the best of men 1 Whose virtue, and whose general graces, speak That which none else can utter. By this marriage,

All little jealousies, which now seem great.
And all great fears, which now import their dan-
gers,

Would then be nothing: truths would be but tales,
Where now half tales be truths: her love to both
Would, each to other, and all loves to both.
Draw after her. Pardon what I have spoke:
For 'tis a studied, not a present thought.
By duty ruminated.

Ant. Will Cesar speak I

Ces. Not till he bears how Antony is touch d With what is spoke already.

Ant. What power is in Agrippa,

Conrerutien t Grievance!, t RecoutiR

If I would say, Agrippa, be it so.
To make thli good T

Ces. The power of Cesar, aud
His power onto Octavia.

Ant. May I never To this good purpose, that so fairly shows, Dream of impediment 1—Let me have thy hand: Further this act of grace; aud, from this hour. The heart of brothers govern iu our loves. And sway our great designs 1

Ce«. There is my baud. A sister 1 bequeath you, whom no brother Did ever love so dearly: Let her live To join our kingdoms and our hearts ; and never Fly off our loves again 1

Xep. Happily, amen I

Ant. 1 did not think to draw my sword'gainst
Pompey,

For he hath laid strange courtesies, and great.
Of late upon me: I must thank him only.
Lest my remembrance suffer ill report -
At heel of that, defy him.

Lep. Time calls upon us:
Of Ua must Pompey presently be sought,
Or else be seeks out us.

Ant. And where lies he 1

Ces. About the mount MUenuin.

Ant. What's his strength By land f

Ces. Great, and increasing: but by sea He is an absolute master.

Ant. So is the fame.
'Would we had spoke together t Haste we for It:
Yet, ere we put ourselves iu arms, despatch we
The business we have tulk'd of.

Ces. With most gladness;
And do invite you to my aster's view.
Whither straight 1 will lead you.

Ant. Let us, Lepidus,
Not lack your company.

Lep. Noble Antony,
Not sickness should detain me.

[Flourish. Exeunt Cesar, Antony, and
LlFlDUS.

Mcc. Welcome from Egypt, Sir.

Eno. Half the heart of Cesar, worthy Mecav nas ! —my honourable friend, Agrippa 1—

Agr. Good Enobarbus t

Mcc. We have cause to be glad that mailers are so well digested. You staid well by it in

Egypt.

Eno.

Ay, Sir; we did sleep day out of countenance, and made the night light with drinklug.

Afec. Eight wild boars roasted whole at a breakfast, and but twelve persons there. Is this true f

Eno. This was but as a fly by an eagle : we had much more monstrous matter of feast, which worthily deserved noting.

Mcc. She's a most triumphant lady, if report be square * to ber.

Eno. When she first met Mark Antony, she pursed up his heart upon the river of Cyduus.

Agr. There she appear'd indeed; or my reporter devised well for her.

Eno. I will tell you:
The barge she sat in, like a bnrnish'd throne,
Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold;
Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that
The winds were love-sick with tliem: the oars
were silver:

Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made
The water, which they beat, to follow faster,
As amorous of their strokes. For her own per-
son,

It beggar'd all description: she did lie
In her pavilion, (cloth of gold, of tissue,)
O'erplcturiug that Venus, where we see.
The fancy out-work nature: on each side her,
Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids,
With divcrse-colour'a fans, whose wind did seem
To glow the delicate cheeks which they did coo),

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And what they undid, did,*

Agr. Oh, rare for Antony I

Eno. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i'the e>es, And made their bends adornings : + at the helm A seeming Mermaid sieers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hand* That yarely frame J the oflice. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her; aud Antony, Entbrou'd in the market-place, did sit alone, Whistling to the air; which, but for vacancy, Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too. And made a gap in nature.

Agr. Rare Egyptian 1

Eno. Upon her lauding, Antony sent to her.
Invited her to supper: she replied,
It should be better he became ber guest;
Which she entreated : Our courteous Antony,
Whom ne'er the word of A'o woman heard speak.
Being barber'd ten times o'er, goes to the feast;
And, for his ordinary, pays his heart.
For what his eyes eat only.

Agr. Royal weucb I
She made great Cesar lay his sword to bed
He plough'd ber, and she cropp'd.

Eno. I saw her once
Hop forty paces through the public street:
And having lost her breath, she spoke, aud panted.
That she did make defect, perfection.
And, breathless, power breathe forth.

Afec. Now Antony must leave ber utterly.

Eno. Never; be will uot; Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety: Other women Cloy tb' appetites they feed: but she makes hungry

Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her ; that the holy prie:ts Bless her, when she's ri?«lsh.||

Afec. If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settlu
The heart of Antony, Octavia U
A blessed lottery to him,

Agr. Let us go.—
Good Enobarbus, make yourself my guest,
Whilst you abide here.

Eno. Humbly, Sir, 1 thank you, [Exeunt.

SCENE III.—The same.—A Boom in Cesar's House.

Enter Cesar, Antony, Octavia between them; Attendants, and a Soothsayer.

Ant. The world, and my great oflice, will sometimes Divide me from your bosom.

Octa. All which time. Before the gods my kuce shall bow my prayers To them for yon.

Ant. Good night. Sir.—My Octavia, Read not my blemishes iu the world's report: I have not kept my sifuare; but that to come Shall all Ite done by the rule. Good night, dear lady.— Octa. Good night, Sir. Ces. Good night.

[Exeunt Cesar and Octavia. Ant. Now, Sirrah I you do wish yourself iu Eej pt 1

Sooth. Would I bad never come from thence, nor you

Thither I

Ant. If you can, your reason t

Sooth. I see't in My motion, || have it not in my tongue: But yet Hie you again to Egypt.

Ant. Say to me. Whose fortunes shall rise higher; Cesar's, or mine T

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Sooth. Cesar's. Therefore, O Antony, stay not by his side: Thy demon, that's thy spirit which keeps thee, is \ob1e, courageous, high, un ma tenable, Where Cesar's is not; but, near him, thy angel Becomes a fear, as being o'erpower'd Make space enough between you.

Ant. Speak, this no more.

Sooth. To none but thee ; no more,,
to thee.

If thou dost play with him at any game.
Thou art sure to lose; and, of that natural luck.
He beats thee 'gainst the odds ; thy lustre thickens.
When he shines by: I say again, thy spirit
Is all afraid to govern thee near him;
Bat, be away, 'tis nobis.

Ant. Get thee gone:
Say to Ventidios, I would speak with him:

[Exit SOOTHSAYER.

He shall to Partbia.—Be it art, or hap,
He hath spoken true: The very dice obey him;
And, in our sports, my better cunntng faints
Under his chance: if we draw lots, he speeds:
His cocks do win the battle still of mine.
When it is all to nought; and his quails' ever
Beat mine, innoop'd, • at odds. 1 will to Egypt:
And though I make this marriage for my peace,

Enter Vmtidius.
l'the east my pleasure lies :—O come, Ventldtns,
You must to Parthla ; your commission's ready:
Follow me, and receive it* [Exeunt.

SCENE IF.—The same.—A Street. Enter Lepidis, Nkc.enas, and Agbippa.

Lep. Trouble yours* hes no urUier: pray you, hasten Your generals after.

Agr. Sir, Mark Antony
Will e'en but ki?s Octavia, and we'll follow.

Lep. Till I sball see you in your soldier's dress, Which will become you both, farewell.

Mec. We shall.
As I conceive the journey, be at mount;
Before yon, Lepidus.

Lep. Your way is shorter,
My purposes do draw me in neb about:
You'll win two days upon me.

Mec. Agr. Sir, good success!

J.i y. Farewell.

SCENE V.—Alexandria.—A Room in the Palace.

Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Ikas, and Alkxas.

Cleo. Give mc some music; Of as that trade in love. Attend. The music, bo!

Enter Mardian.

Cleo. Let It alone ; let us to billiards: H ime, Charmian. Char. My arm is sore, best play with Mardian.

Cleo. As well a woman with an eunuch play'd, As with a woman ;—Come, you'll play with me, Mr r

Mar. As well as I can, madam.

Cleo. And when good will is ghow'd, though it come too short, The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now: Give me mine angle; we'll to the river: there, My music playing far off, I will betray Tawny-nnn'd Ashes ; my bended hook sball pierce Their slimy jaws ; and, as I draw them up, I'll think them every one an Antony, And say, Ah, ha! you're caught.

Char. Twas merry, when You wager'd ou your angling; when your diver

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Did hang a salt-IUti on his book, which be
With fervency drew np.

Cleo. That time I—O times I—
I latigh'd him out of patience; and that night
1 laugh'd him into patience; and next morn,
Ere the uinth hour, 1 drunk him to his bed;
Then put my tires and mantles on him, whilst
I wore his sword Pbtlippan. Oh 1 from Italy;

Enter a Msssekgeb.
Ram thou thy fruitful tidings in mine ears.
That long time have been barren.

Mess. Madam, madam,—

Cleo. Antony's dead t—
If thou say so, villain, thou kill's! thy mistress:
But well and free

If thou so yield bim, there is gold, and here
My bluest veins to kiss : a band, that kings
Have Upp'd, and trembled kissing.

Mess. First, madam, he's well.

Cleo. Why, there's more gold. But, Sirrah, mark: We use To say the dead are well; bring It to that. The gold 1 give thee will I melt, and pour Down thy ill-uttering throat.

Mess. Good madam, hear me.

Cleo. Well, go to, i will; But there's no goodness In thy face: If Antony Be free, and healthful, why so tart a favour * To trumpet such good tidings Y If not well. Thou should'st come like a fury crown'd with Not like a formal man. [snakes.

Mess. Will't please you hear me 1

Cleo. I have a mind to strike thee, ere thou speak'st:

Yet, if thou say, Antony lives, is well,
Or friends with Cesar, or not captive to him,
I'll set thee in a shower of gold, and hail
Rich pearls upon thee.

Mess. Madam, he's well.

Cleo. Well said.

Mess. And friends with Cesar.

Cleo. Tbou'rt an honest man.

Mess. Cesar and be are greater friends than ever.

Cleo. Make tbee a fortune from me.

Mess. But yet, madam,—

Cleo. I do not like but yet; it does allay The good precedence ; + Ue upon but yet: But yet is as jailer to bring forth Some monstrous malefactor. Pr'ythee, friend. Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear, The good and bad together: He's friend with Cesar; [free. In state of health, thou say'st: and, thou say'st.

Mess. Free, madam I no; I made no such reHe's bound unto Octavia. [port:

Cleo. For what good turn T

Mess. For the best turn i'the bed.

Cleo. I am pale, Charmian.

Mess. Madam, he's married to Octavia.

Cleo. The most infectious pestilence upon thee I [Strikes him down.

Mess. Good madam, patience.

Cleo. What say yout—Heuce,

[Strikes him again. Horrible villain ! or I'll spurn thine eyes Like balls before me; I'll unhair thy head;

[She hates him up and down. Thou shah be whipp'd with wire, and stew'd in Smarting in ling'ring pickle. [brine.

Mess. Gracious madam, I, that do bring the news, made not the match.

Cleo. Say 'tis not so, a province I will give thee, [hadst Aud make thy fortunes proud; the blow thou Shall make thy peace, for moving me to rage; And 1 will boot J thee with what gift beside Thy modesty can beg.

Mess. He's married, madam.

Cleo. Rogue, thou bast liv'd too long.

[Draws a Dagger.

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Mess. Nay, then I'll run :— tWi.it mean you, madam 1 I bave made no fault.

[Exit.

Char. Good madam, keep yourself within The man la innocent. [yourself; < Itu. Some innocents Scape not the thunderbolt.—

Melt Egypt into Nile I and kindly creatures Turn all to serpents 1—Call tbe slave again: Though 1 am mad, I will not bite him :—Call.

Char. He is afeard to come.

Cleo. 1 will nut hurt him :— These bauds do lack nobility, that they strike A meaner than myself; since 1 myself Have given myself tbe cause.—Come hither. Sir.

He-enter Messenger. Though it he honest, it is never good To bring bad news: Give to a gracious message A host of tongues ; but let ill tidings tell Themselves, when they be felt.

Mess. 1 have done my duty.

Clco. Is he married 1 1 cannot hate tbee worser than I do. If thoa again say, Yes.

ATess. He is married, madam.

Cleo. The gods confound thee 1 dost thou hold there still I

Mess. Should I lie, madam!

Cleo. Oh 1 1 would tbou didst; So half my Egypt were submerg'd and made A cistern for scal'd snakes 1 Go, get tbee'hence; Hadst thou Narcissus in tby face, to me Tbou would'st appear most ugly. He is married?

Mess. I crave your highness' pardon.

Cleo. He is married 1

Mess. Take no offence, that I would not offend

you:

To punish me for what you make me do,
Seems much unequal : He is married to Octavia.
Cleo. Oh! that his fault should make a knave
of tbee,

That art not!—What 1 tbou'rt sure oftt—Get tbee hence:

Tbe merchandise which thou hast brought from Rome,

Are all too dear for me; Lie they upon tby baud. And be undone by 'emI [Exit Messenger.

Char. Good your highness, patience.

Cleo. In praising Antony, I have disprais'd Cesar.

Char. Many times, madam.
Cleo. I am paid for't now.
Lead me from hence,

I faint; O Iras, Charmian,—'Tis no matter :—
Go to tbe fellow, good Alexas; bid him
Report the feature* of Octavia, her years.
Her inclination, let him not leave out
Tbe colour of her hair :—briug me word quick-
ly.— [Exit ALEXA5.

Let him for ever go :—Let him not—Charmlan,
Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon,
T'other way he's a Mars :—Bid you Alexas

Bring me word bow tall i mian.

But do not speak to me.—Lead Die to my chamber. [Exeunt.

SCENE VI.—Near Misenum.

Enter Pompey and Mknas, at one side; with Drum and IVumpet: at another, Cesar, Lepidus, Antony, Enobarbus, Mec«gnas, u ith Soldiers marching.

Pom. Your hostages I have, so have you mine; And we shall talk before we fight.

Ces. Most meet, That first we come to words; and therefore have Our written purposes before us scut; [we Which, if thou bast consider'd, let us know If 'twill tie up thy discontented sword,

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And carry back to Sicily much ta ^bat else must perish here.

Pom. To you all three,
The senators alone of tbis great world.
Chief factors for the gods,—1 do not know.
Wherefore my father should revengers want,
Having a son and friends; since Julius Cesar,
Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted, t
There saw you labouring for him. What was it,
That mov'd pale Cassius to conspire 1 And what
Made the all-bonour'd, honest Roman, Brutus,
With the arm'd rest, courtiers of beauteous
freedom,

To drench the Capitol; but that they would
Have one man but a man I Aud that is it.
Hath made me rig my najvy; at whose burden
The auger'd ocean foams; with which 1 meant
To scourge the ingratitude that despiteful Rome
Cast ou my noble father.
Ces. Take your time.

Ant. Thou canst not feart as, Pompey, with thy sails,

We'll speak w ith thee at sea : at land tbou kuow'st How much we do o'er-count tbee.

Pom. At land, Indeed,
Tbou dost o'er-count me of my father's bouse:
But, since the cuckoo builds not for himself.
Remain in't as tbou may'st.

Lep. Be pleas'd to tell us,
(For this is from the present, $) bow you take
Tbe offers we have sent you.

Ces. There's tbe point.

Ant. Which do not be entreated to, I What.it is worth einbrac'd.

Ces. And what may follow.
To try a larger fortune.

Pom. You bave made me offer
Of Sicily, Sardinia; and 1 must
Rid all the sea of pirates; then, to i
Measures of wheat to Rome: Tbis \
To part with uuhack'd edges, and bear back
Our targe undinted.

Ces. Ant. I*ep. That's our offer.

Pom. Know then,
1 came before you here, a man prepar'd
To take this offer; But Mark Antony
Put me to some impatience: Though I lose
The praise of it by telling, yon must know,
When Cesar and your brothers were at blows,
Your mother came to Sicily, aud did find
Her welcome friendly.

Ant. I have heard it, Pompey;
And am well studied for a liberal thanks.
Which I do owe you.

Pom. Let me have your band:
1 did not think, Sir, to have met yon here.

Ant. The beds i'the east are soft, aud thanks to yon,

That call'd me, timelier than my purpose, hither; For I bave gaiu'd by it.

Ces. Since I saw you last. There is a change upon you.

Pom. Well, 1 know not What counts|t harsh fortune casts upon my face; But in my bosom shall she never come, To make my heart her vassal.

/.'/'. Well met here.

Pom. I hope so, Lepidus.—Thus we ail

agreed:

I crave our composition may be written,
And seal'd between us.

Ces. That's tbe next to do.

Pom. We'll feast each other, ere we part; and let us

Draws lots who shall begin.

Ant. That will I, Pompey.

/'.'/,•;. No, Antony, take the lot s but, first Or last, your fine Egyptian cookeiy Shall have the fame. I bave heard, that Julius Grew fat with feasting there. [Cesar

Ant. Yon have heard much.

Pom.I bave fair meanings, Sir.

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Ant. And fair words to them.

Pom. Then so much have I heard: And I have heard, Apollodorus carried—

Eno. No more of that:—He did so.

Pom. What, I pray you T

Eno. A certain queen to Cesar in a mattress.

Pom. I know thee now :—How fur'st thou,
soldier f

Eno. Well;
And well am like to do : for, I perceive,
Four feasts are toward.

Pom. Let me shake thy hand;
I never hated thee: I have seen thee tight,
When 1 have envied thy behaviour.

Eno. Sir,

I never lov'd yon much: but I have prais'd you,
When yon have well deserv'd ten times as much
As I have said you did.

Pom. Enjoy thy planless,
It nothing ill becomes thee.—
Aboard my galley I invite you all:
Will you lead, lords t

Ces. Ant. Lep. Shew us the way. Sir.

Pom. Come.

{Exeunt Pompby, Cesar, Antony, Lb Pidus, Soldiers, and Attendants.

Men. Thy father, Pompey, would ne'er have made this treaty.—[Aside.on and I have known, * Sir.

Eno. At sea, I think.

Men. We have, Sir.

Eno. You have done well by water.

Men. And you by land.

Eno. I will praise any man that will praise me: thongh it cannot be denied what I have done by land.

Men. Nor what I have done by water. Eno. Yes, something you can deny for your own safety: you have been a great thief by sea. Men. And you by land.

Eno. There I deny my land service. Rut give me your hand, Meuas: If our eye* had authority, here tbey might take two thieves kitsing.

Men. All men's faces are true, whatsoe'er their hands are.

Eno. Bat there is never a fair woman has a true face.

Men. No slander ; they steal hearts.

Eno. We came hither to fight with you.

Men. For my part, I am sorry it is turned to a drinking. Pumpey doth this day laugh away his fortune.

Eno. If be do, sure, be cannot weep it back again.

Men. Yon have said, Sir. We looked not for M;u k Antony: Pray you, ls he married to Cleopatra T

Eno. Cesar's bister Is call'd Octavia.

Men. True, Sir; she was the wife of Cains Ma reel 1 us.

Eno. But she is now the wife of Marcus Antonius. Men. Pray you, Sir I Eno. Til true.

Men. Then is Cesar, and he, for ever knit together.

Eno. If I were bound to divine of this unity, I would not prophesy so.

Men. I think the policy of that purpose made more in the marriage, than the love of the parties.

Eno. I think so too. But you shall find the band that seems to tie their friendship together, will be the very strangler of their amity: Octavia is of a holy, cold, and still conversation, f

Men, Who would not have his wife 6o f Eno. Not he that himself is not so; which is Mark Antony. He will to his Egyptian dish again: then shall the sighs of Octavia blow the fire up Id Cesar: and, as L said before, that which is the strength of their amity, shall prove the immediate author of their variance. Antony

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will nse his affection where it is: he married bu his occasion bere.

Men. And thns it may be. Come, Sir, will you aboard! I have a health for you.

Eno. I shall take it, Sir: we have used our throats In Egypt.

Men. Come, let's away. {Exeunt.

SCENE VI/.—On Board Pompey's Galley lying near Misenum.

Music, Enter two or three Servants with a Banquet. *

1 Sen: Here they'll be, man: Some o'their plants t are ill-rooted already, the least wind i'the world will blow them down.

2 Serv. Lepidus is high-coloured.

1 Serv- They have made bim drink almsdrink.

2 Serv. As they pinch oue another by the disposition, be cries out, no more; reconciles them to his entreaty, and himself to the. drink.

1 Serv. But it raises the greater war between him and his discretion.

2 Serv. Why, this Is to have a name in great men's fellowship; 1 had as lief have a reed that will do me no service, as a partizan : I could not heave.

1 Serv. To be called into a huge sphere, and not to be seen to move in't, are the holes where —— should be, which pitifully disaster the

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A Sennet sounded. Enter Cesar, Antony,
Pompby, Lepidus, Agrippa, Meccnas,
Enobarbcs, Menas, with other Captains.
Ant. Thus do they, Sir: [To Cesar.] They
take the flow o'the Nile.
By certain scales i'the pyramid ; they know,
By the height, the lowness, or the mean, § if
dearth,

Or folzon,|| follow; The higher Nilus swells,
Tbe more it promises : as it ebbs, the seedsman
Upon Uie slime and ooze scatters his grain.
And shortly comes to harvest.

Lep. You have strange serpents there.

Ant. Ay, Lepldua.

Lep. Your serpent of Egypt Is bred now of your mud by the operation of your sun : so is your crocodile.

Ant. They are so.

Pom. Sit,—and some wine.—A health to Lepidus.

Lep. I am not so well as I shonld be, but I'll ne'er out.

Eno. Not till you have slept; I fear me, you'll be in, till then.

Lep. Nay, certainly, I have heard the Ptolemies' pyramises V are very goodly things; without contradiction, I have heard that.

Men. Pompey, a word. [Aside.

Pom. Say in mine ear: What is't?

Men- Forsake thy seat, I do beseech thee, captain, [Aside. And hear me speak a word.

Pom. Forbear me till anon.— This wine for Lepidus.

Lep. What manner o'thlng is your crocodile T

Ant. It is shaped. Sir, like Itself; and it is as broad as it hath breadth: It is just so high as it is, and moves with Its own organs: it lives by that which uourishcth it; and the elements once out of it, it transmigrates.

Lep. What colonr is it of T

Ant. Of its own colour too.

Lep. "Tis a strange serpent.

Ant. 'Tis so. And the tears of it are wet.

Ces. Will this description satisfy bim T

Ant. With tbe health that Pompey gives him, else he is a very epicure.

Pom. [To Menas aside,\ Go, bang, Sir, hang Tell me of that? away I

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