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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 Caesar speak?

Caes. Not till he hears how Antony is touch'd With what is spoke already,

Ant. What power is in Agrippa,

If I would say, Agrippa, be it so,
To make this good?

Caes. The power of Caesar, and

His power unto Octavia.

-Ant. May I never

To this good purpose, that so fairly shows,

Dream of impediment!

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Let me have thy hand: Further this act of grace; and, from this hour,

The heart of brothers govern in our loves,

And sway our great designs!

Caes. There is my hand.

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A sister I 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!

Lep. Happily, amen!

Ant. I 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 us must Pompey presently be sought,
Or else he seeks out us.

Ant. And where lies he?

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"Caes. About the Mount Misenum. Ant. What's his strength

By land?

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

Ant. So is the fame."

'Would, we had spoke together! Haste we for it:

Yet, ere we put ourselves in arms,
The business we have talk'd of. 9
Caes. With most gladness;

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And do invite you to my sister's view,

Whither straight I will lead you.

Ant. Let us, Lepidus,

Not lack your company.
Lep. Noble Antony,

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Not sickness should detain me. iqt

[Flourish. Exeunt CAESAR, ANTONY,

LEPIDUS.

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Mec. Welcome from Egypt, S Sir. བྷ( s་“ཎྜ་ Eno. Half the heart of Caesar, worthy Mecaenas! my honourable friend, Agrippa! Agr. Good Enobarbus!

Mec. We have cause to be glad that matters are so well digested. You st stay'd well by it in Egypt.

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Eno. Ay, Sir, we did sleep day out of countenance, and made the night light with drinking. Mec. Eight wild boars roasted whole at a breakfast, and but twelve persons there; Is this true?

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

Mec. She's a most triumphant lady, if report be square to her.

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

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

Eno. I will tell you:

The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold;-; Purple the sails, and so perfum'd, that

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The winds were love-sick with them; 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 person,
It beggar'd all description: she did lie

In her pavilion, (cloth of gold, of tissue,)
O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see,
The fancy out-work nature: on each side her,
Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids,
With diverse-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem
To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool,
And what they undid, did.

Agr. O, rare for Antony!

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Eno. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, And made their bends adornings: at the helm A seeming mermaid steers; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely from the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs, The city cast out Her people out upon her; and Antonynd hans Enthron'd in the market-place, did sit alone, Whistling to the air, which, but for vacancy, o Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too svrgeshi And made a gap in nature. tort, £ d'ache Agr. Rare Egyptian!

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Eno. Upon her landing, Antony sent to her. A Invited her to supper: she reply'd, rised eid qu ks

It should be better, he became her guest;
Which she entreated: Our courteous Antony,.
Whom ne'er the word of no 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 wench!

She made great Caesar lay his sword to bed;
He plough'd her, and she cropp'd.

Eno. I saw her once

Hop forty paces through the publick street:

And having lost her breath, she spoke, und

panted,

That she did make defect, perfection,

And, breathless, power breathe forth.
Mec. Now Antony must leave her utterly.
Eno. Never; he will not;

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety: Other women
Cloy th'

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appetites they feed; but she makes hungry,

Where most she satisfies. For vilest things

Become themselves in her; that the holy priests
Bless her, when she is riggisli.

Mec. If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle The heart of Antony, Octavia is

A blessed lottery

Agr. Let us

to him.

Good Enobarbus, make yourself my

Whilst you

abide here.

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my guest,

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Eno. Humbly, Sir, I thank you.

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SCENE III.

The same. A Room in Caesar's House.

Enter CAESAR, ANTONY, OCTAVIA between them; Attendants, and a Soothsayer. Ant. The world, and my great office, will sometimes

Divide me from your bosom,

Octa. All which time,

Before the Gods my knee shall bow my prayers
To them for you.
Ant. Good night, Sir.

My Octavia, Read not my blemishes in the world's report: I have not kept my square; but that to come Shall all be done by the rule. Good night, dear Lady.

Octa. Good night, Sir.

Caes. Good night.

[Exeunt CAESAR and OCTAVIA. Ant. Now, sirrah! you do wish yourself in

Sooth. 'Would I had never come from thence,

Thither!

Egypt?

nor you

?

Ant. If you can, your reason
Sooth. I see't in

My motion, have it not in my to gue: But yet
Hie you again to Egypt.

Ant. Say to me,

Whose fortunes shall rise higher, Caesar's or mine? Sooth. Caesar's.

Therefore, O Antony, stay not by his side:

Thy daemon, that's thy spirit which keeps thee, is Noble, courageous, high, unmatchable,

Where Caesar's is not; but, near him, thy angel

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