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Ant. And fair words to them.
will use his affection where it is : he married but Pom. Then so much have I heard :
his occasion here. And I have heard, Apollodorus carried
Men. And thus it may be. Come, Sir, will Eno. No more of that :-He did so.
you aboard ? I have a health for you. Pom. What, I pray you?
Eno. I shall take it, Sir : we have used our Eno. A certain queen to Cesar in a mattress. throats in Egypt. Pom. I know thee now :—How far'st thou, Men. Come, let's away.
[Exeunt. soldier Eno. Well;
SCENE VII.-On Board POMPEY's Galley, And well am like to do : for, 1 perceive,
lying near Misenum. Four feasts are toward. Pom. Let me shake thy hand ;
Music. Enter two or three SERVANTS with a I never hated thee : I have seen thee fight,
Banquet. When I have envied thy behaviour.
1 Serv. Here they'll be, man : Some oʻtheir Eno. Sir,
plants + are ill-rooted already, the least wind I never lov'd you much : but I have prais'd you, I'the world will blow them down. When you have well deserv'd ten times as much 2 Serv. Lepidus is high-coloured. As I have said you did.
1 Serv. They have made bim drink almsPom. Enjoy thy plainess,
drink. It nothing ill beconies thee.
2 Serv. As they pinch one another by the disAboard my galley I invite you all :
position, he cries out, no more ; reconciles them Will you lead, lords ?
to bis entreaty, and himself to the drink. Ces. Ant. Lep. Shew us the way, $ir.
1 Serv. But it raises the greater war between Pom. Come.
him and his discretion. (Exeunt POMPEY, CESAR, ANTONY, LE- 2 Serv. Why, this is to have a name in great PIDUS, Soldiers, and Attendants.
men's fellowship ; I had as lief have a reed that
1 Men. Thy father, Pompey, would ne'er have will do me no service, as a partizan 1 I could not made this treaty. -- [Aside. B-You and I have heave. known, Sir.
1 Serv. To be called into a huge sphere, and Eno. At sea, I think.
not to be seen to move in't, are the holes where Men. We have, Sir.
eyes should be, which pitifully disaster the Eno. You have done well by water.
cheeks. Men. And you by land.
Enter CESAR, ANTONY, Eno. I will praise any man that will praise A Sennet sounded. me: though it cannot be denied what I have done
POMPEY, LEPIDUS, AGRIPPA, MECÆNAS, by land.
ENOBARBUS, Menas, with other Captains. Men. Nor what I have done by water.
Ant. Thus do they, Sir : (TO CESAR.] They Eno. Yes, something you can deny for your
take the flow o'the Nile. own safety : you have been a great thief by sea. By certain scales i'the pyramid ; they know, Men. And you by land.
By the height, the lowness, or the mean, 5 ir Eno. There I deny my land service. But give
dearth, me your hand, Menas : If our eyes had authority, or foizon, || follow; The higher Nilus swells, here they might take two thieves kissing. The more it promises : as it ebbs, the seedsınan
Men. All men's faces are true, whatsoe'er their Upon the slime and ooze scatters his grain, hands are.
And shortly comes to harvest. Eno, But there is never a fair woman has a Lep. You have strange serpents there. true face.
Ant. Ay, Lepidus. Men. No slander ; they steal hearts.
Lep. Your serpent of Egypt is bred now of Eno..We came hither to fight with you. your mud by the operation of your sun : so is
Men. For my part, I am sorry it is turned to your crocodile. a drinking. Pompey doth this day laugh away Ant. They are so. bis fortune.
Pom. Sit,--and some wine.- A health to LeEno. If he do, sure, he cannot weep it back pidus. again.
Lep. I am not so well as I should be, but I'll Men. You have said, Sir. We looked not ne'er out. for Mark Antony: Pray you, is he married to Eno. Not till you have slept; I fear me, you'll Cleopatra ?
be in, till then. Eno. Cesar's sister is call'd Octavia.
Lef. Nay, certainly, I have heard the Ptole. Men. True, Sir; she was the wife of Caias mies' pyramises 4 are very goodly things ; with. Marcellus.
out contradiction, I have heard that. Eno. But she is now the wife of Marcus An- Men. Pompey, a word.
Pom. Say in mine ear: What is't? Men. Pray you, Sir ?
Men. Forsake thy seat, I do beseech thee, Eno. Tis true.
(Aside. Men. Then is Cesar, and he, for ever knit And hear me speak a word. together.
Pom. Forbear me till anon. Eno. If I were bound to divine of this unity, I This wine for Lepidus. would not prophesy só.
Lep. What manner o'thing is your crocodile ? Men. I think the policy of that purpose made Ant. It is shaped, Sir, like itself; and it is as more in the marriage, than the love of the broad as it hath breadth : it is just so high as it parties.
is, and moves with its own organs : it lives by Eno. I think so too.. But you shall find the that which nourisheth it ; and the elements once band that seems to tie their friendship toge- out of it, it transmigrates. ther, will be the very strangler of their amity : Lep. What colour is it of? Octavia is of a boly, cold, and still conver- Ant. Of its own colour too. sation. +
Lep. 'Tis a strange serpent. Men. Who would not have his wife so?
Ant. "Tis so. And the tears of it are wet. Eno. Not be that himself is not so ; which is Ces. Will this description satisfy him ? Mark Antony. He will to his Egyptian dish Ant. With the health that Pompey gives him, again : then shall the sighs of Octavia blow the else he is a very epicure. fire up 'in Cesar: and, as I said before, that Pom. (TO MÆNAS aside.) Go, hang, Sir, hang which is the strength of their amity, shall prove Tell me of that ? away! the immediate author of their variance. Antony
• Desert. #Feet. * Pike. 6 Middle. • Been acquainted. Behaviour.
Do as I bid you.-Where's this cup I call'd | Make battery to our ears with the loud music ; for 1
The while, I'll place you : Then the boy shal Men. If for the sake of merit thou wilt hear sing : me,
The bolding every man shall bear, as loud Rise from thy stool.
(Aside. As his strong sides can volley. Pom. I think thor'rt inad. The matter ? (Music plays. ENOBAR BUS places them hand
[Rises, and walks aside. in hand.
Plumpy Bacchus, with pink eyne +
In thy vats our cares be drown'd, : Ånt. These quick-sands, Lepidus,
With thy grapes our hairs be crown'd Keep off tbem, for you sink.
Cup us, till the world go round; Men. Wilt thou be lord of all the world?
Cup us, till the world go round! Pom. Wbat say'st thou ? Men. Wilt thou be lord of the whole world? Ces. What would you more ?-Pompey, good That's twice.
Good brother, Pom. How should that be ?
Let me request you off : our graver business Men. But entertain it, and,
Frowns at this levity.—Gentle lords, let's part ; Although thou think me poor, I am the man You see, we have burnt om cheeks i strong Eno. Will give thee all the world.
barbe Pom. Hast thon drunk well 3
Is weaker than the wine ; and mine own tongue Men. No, Pompey, I have kept me from the Splits what it speaks : the wild disguise hath cup.
almost Thou art, if thou dar'st be, the earthly Jove : Antick'd us all. What needs more words ? Good Whate'er the ocean pales, or sky inclips, t
night.Is thine, if thou wilt bave't.
Good Antony yaar hand. Pom. Show me which way.
Pom. I'll try you o'the shore. Men. These three world-sharers, these com- Ant. And shall, Sir : give's your hand. petitors, I
Pom. O Antony, Are in thy vessel: let me cut the cable;
You have my father's house, But what ? we are And, when we are put off, fall to their throats :
friends : All there is thine.
Come, down into the boat. Pom. Ah, this thou should'st have done,
Eno. Take heed you fall not. And not have spoke on't! In me, 'tis villany;
[Exeunt POMPEY, CESAR, ANTONY, and In thee it had been good service. Thou must
Menas, I'll not on shore. 'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honour; Men. No, to my cabin.Mine honour it. Repent, that e'er thy tongue These drums 1-these trumpets, flutes ! what I Hath so betray'd thine act : Being done unknown, Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell I should have found it afterwards well done ; To these great fellows : Sound, and be hang'! But must condemn it now, Desist and drink.
sound out. Men. For this,
(Aside. [A Flourish of Trumpets, with Drums. I'll never follow thy pall'd fortunes more.- Eno. Ho, says 'a !--There's my cap. Who seeks, and will not take, when once 'tis Men. Ho !-noble captain ! Shall never and it more. (offer'd, Come.
SCENE 1.-A plain in Syria.
Enter V'ENTIDIUS, as after conquest, with (Pointing to the Attendant who carries off
Silius, and other Romans, Officers, and
Soldiers ; the dead body of PACORUS borne LBPIDUS. Men. Why?
before him. Eno. He bears
Ven. Now, darting Parthia, art thou struck ; The third part of the world, man : See'st not?
and now Men. The third part then is drunk : 'Would it Pleas'd fortune does of Marcus Crassus' death were all,
Make me revenger.-Bear the king's son's body That it might go on wheels !
Before our army :-Thy Pacorus, Orodes, t Eno. Drink thou ; increase the reels.
Pays this for Marcus Crassus. Men. Come.
Sil. Noble Ventidius, Pom. This is not yet an Alexandrian feast.
Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is Ant. It ripens towards it. Strike the vessels, ||
(Media, Here is to Cesar.
[ho ! The fugitive Parthians follow ; spur through Ces. I could well forbear it.
Mesopotamia, and the shelters whither It's monstrous labour, when I wash my brain, The routed fy: so thy grand captain, Antony, And it grows fouler.
Shall set thee on triumphant chariots, and Ant. Be a child o'the time.
Put garlands on thy head. Ces. Possess I it, I'll make answer : but I had Ven. 0 Silius, silius, rather fast
I have done enough : A lower place, note well, From all, four days, than drink so much in one. May make too great an act : For learn this, Silius ;
Eno. Ha, my brave emperor! [TO ANTONY. Better leave undone, than by our deed acquire Shall we dance now the Egyptian Bacchanals Too bigh a fame, when him we serve's away. And celebrate our drink?
Cesar, and Antony, have ever won Pom. Let's ha't, good soldier.
More in their officer than person : Sossius,
One of my place in Syria, his lieutenant,
Which he achiev'd by the minute, lost his favour. Eno. All take hands.
Who does i'the wars more than his captain can, • Eacompasses. : * Embraers. Confederatos.
+ Red eyes. Cloyed. I Kettle drums. Understand. * Pecorur was the son of Orodes, king of Partbie.
Becomes his captain's captain ; and ambition, For what you seem to fear : So, the gods keep The soldier's virtue, rather inakes choice of loss,
yoll, Than gain, which darkens bim.
And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends! I could do more to do Antonius good,
We will here part.
The elements • be kind to thee, and make
Ant. The April's in her eyes : It is love's spring Ven. I'll humbly signify what in his name, And these the showers to bring it on.-Be cheer. That magical word of war, we have effected;
ful. How, with his banners, and his well-paid ranks, Oct. Sir, look well to my husband's house ; The ne'er-yet-beaten horse of Parthia
and We have jaded out o'the field.
Ant. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor The weight we must convey with us will permit,
can We shall appear before him.-On, there; pass Her heart inform her tongue : the swau's down along.
That stands upon the swell at full of tide,
Eno. Will Cesar weep? (Aside to AGRIPPA.
Agr. He has a cloud in's face. Enter AGRIPPA, and ENOBARBUS, meeting.
Eno. He were the worse for that, were he a Agr. What, are the brothers parted ?
So is he, being a man.
(horse Eno. They have despatch'd with Pompey, he Agr. Why, Enobarbus ? is gone ;
When Antony found Julius Cesar dead, The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps He cried almost to roaring : and he wept, To part from Rome : Cesar is sad ; and Lepidus, When at Philippi he found Brutus slain. Since Pompey's feast, as Menas says, is troubled Eno. That year, indeed he was troubled with a With the green-sickness.
rheum ; Agr. 'Tis a noble Lepidus.
What willingly he did confound, t he wail'd : Eno. A very fine one : Oh! how he loves Ce- Believe it, till I weep too. sar!
Ces. No, sweet Octavia,
Out-go my thinking on you.
And give you to the gods.
Eno. Would you praise Cesar, say,-Cesar ; Lep. Let all the number of the stars give light go no farther.
To thy fair way! Agr. Indeed, he plied them both with excel- Ces. Farewell, Farewell ! (Kisses OCTAVIA. lent praises.
Ant. Farewell! [Trumpets sound. Ereunt. Eno. But he loves Cesar best ;-Yet he loves Antony :
SCENE 111.-Alexandria.-A Room in the Hol bearts, tongues, figures, scribes, bards, poets,
Palace. cannot Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number, ho, his Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARNIAN, IRAs, and To Antony. But as for Cesar,
ALEXA3. Kneel down, kneel down, and wonder.
Cleo. Where is the fellow ! Agr. Both he loves.
Alex. Half afеard to come. Eno. They are his shards, t and be their bee
Cleo. Go to, go to :-Come hither, Sir. tle. So,
[Trumpets. This is to borse.-Adieu, noble Agrippa.
Enter a MESSENGER. Agr. Good fortune, worthy soldier ; and fare. Alex. Good majesty, well.
Herod of Jewry dare not look upon you,
But when you are well pleas’d.
Cleo. That Herod's head
l'U have : But how? when Antony is gone Ant. No farther, Sir.
Through whom I might commandit.-Come thou Ces. You take from me a great part of my. self;
Mess. Most gracious majesty,
Mess. Ay, dread queen.
Mess. Madam, in Rome.
I look'd her in the face : and saw her led To keep it builded, be the ram, to batter
Between her brother and Mark Antony. The fortress of it: for better might we
Cleo. Is she as tall as me it Have lov'd without this mean, if on both parts Mess. She is not, madam. This be not cherish'd.
Cleo. Didst hear her speak? Is she shrlll. Ant. Make me not offended
tongu'd, or low? In your distrust.
Mess. Madam, I heard ber speak ; she is low. Ces. I have said.
voic'd. Ant. You shall not find,
Cleo. That's not so good :-he cannot like her Though you be therein curious, I the least cause
long. • The Phoenix. + Wings.
& Band and
+ Destroy; bond were formerly synonimous, Cesar's sister. This scene is levelled at Queen Elizabeth's valores | Doubtful.
of her rival, Mary, Queen of Scots.
Char. Like her? O Isis ! 'tis impossible. Yourself shall go between us : The mean time, Cleo. I think so, Charmian : Dull of tongue
lady, and dwarfish!
ril raise the preparation of a war What majesty is in her gait ? Renjember, Shall stain your brother ; Make your soonest baste; If e'er thou look'st on majesty.
So your desires are yours. Mess. She creeps ;
Oct. Thanks to my lord. Her motion and her station are as one : The Jove of power make me most weak, most She shows a body rather than a lise :
(be A statue, than a breather.
Your reconciler! Wars 'twixt you twain would Cleo. Is this certain ?
As if the world should cleave, and that slaiu meu Mess. Or I have no observance.
Should solder up the rift. Char. Three in Egypt
Ant. When it appears to you where this beCannot make better note.
gins, Cleo. He's very knowing,
Turn your displeasure that way; for our faults I do perceiv't :-There's nothing in her yet ;-- Can never be so equal, that your love The fellow has good judgment.
Can equally move with them. Provide your Char. Excellent.
(rost ('leo. Guess at ber years, I priythee.
Choose your own company; and coinmand what Mess. Madam,
Your heart bas mind to.
(Exeunt. She was a widow. Cleo. Widow ?--Charmian, hark.
SCENE V.-The same.-Another Room in the Mess. And I do think, she's thirty.
same. Cleo. Bear'st thou her face in mind ? is it long or round?
Enter ENOBARBUS and Eros, meeting. Mess. Ronnd, even to faultiness.
Eno, How now, friend Eros ? Cleo. For the most part too,
[lour 1 Eros. There's strange news come, Sir. They are foolish that are so.-Her hair, what co- Eno. What, man ? Mess. Brown, madam : And her forehead is as Eros. Cesar and Lepidus have made wars upon low
Pompey. As she would wish it.
Eno. This is old : What is the success 1 + Cleo. There is gold for thee.
Eros. Cesar, having made use of him in the Thou must not take my foriner sharpness ill :- wars 'gainst Pompey, presently denied him I will employ thee back again ; I find thee rivality ; I would not let him partake in the glory Most fit for business : Go, make thee ready ; of the action : and not resting here, accuses hiin Our letters are prepar'd. [Exit MESSENGER. of letters he had formerly wrote to Pompey; upon Char. A proper man.
his own appeal, ø seizes bim : So poor the third Cleo. Indeed, he is so : I repent me much, is up, till death enlarge his contine. That so I harry'd + him. Why, methinks, by him, Eno. Tben, world, thou hast a pair of chaps ; This creature's no such thing.
no more ; Char. O nothing, madam.
And throw between them all the food thou hast, Cleo. The man hath seen some majesty, and They'll grind the one the other. Wbere's Au.
should know. Char. Hath he seen majesty ? Isis else defend, Eros. He's walking in the garden-thus ; and And serving you so long!
(dus ! Cleo. I have one thing more to ask him yet, The rush that lies before him ; cries, Fool, Lepi. good Charmian :
And threats the throat of that his officer,
My lord desires you presently : 'my news
Eno 'Twill be naught :
But let it be.-Bring me to Antony.
Eros. Come Sir.
(Ereunt. Ant. Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that, That were excusable, that, and thousands more
SCENE VI.-Rome.- A Room in CESAR'S of semblable import, 1-but he bath wag'd
House. New wars 'gainst Pompey ; made his will, and read it
Enter CESAR, AGRipra, and MECÆNAS.
And more ;
Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold
Were publicly enthrou'd : at the feet, sat Believe not all ; or, if you must believe,
Cæsarion whom they call my father's sun ; Stomach not all. A more unhappy lady, And all the unlawful issue, ihat their lust If this division chance, ne'er stood between,
Since then hath made between them. Unto her Praying for both parts :
He gave the 'stablishment of Egypt; made her And the good gods will mock me presently, or lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia, When I shall pray, 0 bless my lord and hus. Absolute queen. band!
Mec. This in the public eye Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud,
Ces. l'the common show-place, where they O bless my brothe Husband win, win brother,
exercise. Prays, and destroys the prayer ; no midway His sons, he there proclaiın'd The kings of kings : "Twixt these extremes at all.
Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia, Ant. Gentle Octavia,
He gave to Alexander ; to Ptolemy be assign'd Let your best love draw to that point, which seeks Syria, Cilicia, and Phænicia : She Best to preserve it: If I lose mine honour, in the babiliments of the goddess Isis (ence, I lose myself : better I were not yours,
That day appear'd ; and oft before gave andiThan yours so branchless. But, as you requested, As 'tis reported, so. • Standingan
+ Ruffled. Similar tendency. • Opening. + What follows ? * Equal raak Expreind. indistinctly
Moc. Let Romne be thus
Be you not troubled with the time, which drives Inform'd.
O'er your content these strong necessities; Agr. Who, queasy * with his insolence But let deterinined things to destiny Already, will their good thoughts call from him. Hold unbewail'd their way. Welcome to Ropie :
Ces. The people know it; and have now re. Nothing more dear to ine. You are abus'd His accusations.
(ceiv'd Beyond the mark of thought; and the high gods, Agr. Whom does he accuse?
To do you justice, make them ministers Ces. Cesar : and that, having in Sicily Of us, and those that love you. Best of comfort ; Sextus Pompeius spoil'd, we had not rated + him. And ever welcome to us. His part o'ıke isle : then does he say, he lent me Agr. Welcome, lady. Some shipping unrestor'd : lastly, he frets
Mec. Welcome, dear madam. That Lepidus of the triumvirate
Each heart in Rome does love and pity you : Should be depos'd ; and, being, that we detain Only the adulterous Antony, most large All his revenue.
In his abominations, turns you ofl', Agr. Sir, this shonld be answer'd.
And gives his potent regiment to a trull, + C'es. 'Tis done already, and the messenger | That noises I it against us. gone.
Oct. Is it so, Siri I have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel ; Ces. Most certain. Sister, welcome : Pray That he bis high authority abus’d,
you, And did deserve his change; for what I have Be ever known to patience : My dearest sister! conquer'd,
(Ertunt. I grant him part; but then, in his Armenia, And other of his conquer'd kingdoms, I
SCENE VII.--ANTONY's Camp, near the Demand the like.
Promontory of Actium. Mec. He'll never yield to that.
Enter CLEOPATRA and ENOBARBUS. Ces. Nor must not then be yielded to in this.
Cleo. I will be even with thee, doubt it not. Enter OCTAVIA.
Eno. But why, why, wity ? Oct. Hail, Cesar, and my lord ! hail, most dear Cleo. Thou hast forespoke ý my being in these Cesar!
wars ; Ces. That ever I should call thee, cast-away! And say'st, it is not fit. Oct. You have not call'd me so, nor have you Eno. Well, is it, is it? cause.
Cleo. Is't not? Denounce against us, why Ces. Why have you stoln upon us thus? You
should not we come not
Be there in person ? Like Cesar's sister : The wife of Antony
Eno. (A side.] Well, I could reply :Should have an army for an usher, and
If we should serve with horse and mares toThe neighs of horse to tell of her approach,
(bear Long ere she did appear; the trees by the way, The horse were merely Il lost; the mares would Should have borne men ; and expectation fainted, A soldier and his horse. Longing for what it had not : nay, the dust Cleo. What is't you say ? Should have ascended to the roof of heaven, Eno. Your presence needs must puzzle Rais'd by your populous troops : But you are
Take from his heart, take from his brain, from A market-maid to Rome; and have prevented
bis tine, The ostent 1 of our love, which, left unsbown, What should not then be spar'd. He is already Is often left unlov'd: we should have met you Traduc'd for levity; and 'tis said in Rome, By sea, and land ; supplying every stage That Photinus a eunuch, and your maids, With an augmented greeting.
Manage this war. Oct. Good my lord,
Cleo. Sink Rome ; and their tongues rot, To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did it That speak against us ! A charge we bear' i'the On my free-will. My lord, Mark Antony,
war, Hearing that you prepar'd for war, acquainted And, as the president of my kingdom, will My grieved ear withal; whereon, I begy'd Appear there for a mau. Speak not against it; His pardon for return.
I will not stay behind. Ces. Which soon he granted,
Eno. Nay, I have done :
Oct. Do not say so, my lord.
Enter ANTONY and CANIDIUS.
Ant. Is't not strange, Canidins, Where is he now?
That from Tarentum, and Bruudusium, Oct. My lord, in Athens.
He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea, ces. Nó, my most wronged sister : Cleopatra And take in Toryne ?-You have heard on't Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his
Cleo. Celerity is never more admir'd,
Which might have well becom'd the best of men, Of Cappadocia ; Philadelphos, king
To taunt at slackness.--Canidius, we
Cleo. By sea! What else?
Can. Why will my lord do so? Of Comagene ; Polemon and Amintas,
Ant. For ** he dares us to't. The kings of Mede, and Lycaonia, with a
Eno. So hath my lord dar'd him to single More larger list of sceptres.
fight. Oct. Ah me, most wretched,
Can. Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharsalia, That have my heart parted betwixt two friends, Where Cesar fought with Pompey: But these That do afflict each other !
offers, Ces. Welcome bither :
Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes off ; Your letters did withhold our breaking forth ; And so should you. Till we perceiv'd, both how you were wrong led, Eno. Your ships are not well mann'd: And we in negligent danger. Cheer your heart :
• Power and empire.
+ Harlot. + Threatene. • Disgusted. + Divided.
| Absolutely. I Subdue. Barrier.