Agr. Both he loves. This is to horse.-Adieu, noble Agrippa. Cas. You take from me a great part of myself; Shall pass on thy approof.-Most noble Antony, Ant. In your distrust. Čas. Ant. Make me not offended I have said. You shall not find, Though you be therein curious, the least cause For what you seem to fear: So, the gods keep you, And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends! We will here part. Cas. Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well; The elements' be kind to thee, and make. Thy spirits all of comfort! fare thee well. Octa. My noble brother! Ant. The April's in her eyes: It is love's spring, And these the showers to bring it on.-Be cheerful. Octa. Sir, look well to my husband's house; andCæs. Octavia ? Octa. I'll tell you in your car. What, Ant. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor Cleo. That's not so good:-he cannot like her long What majesty is in her gait? Remember, Cannot make better note. Three in Egypt He's very knowing, I do perceive't:-There's nothing in her yet :- Excellent. She was a widow. Cleo. Madam, Widow ?-Charmian, hark. Mess. And I do think, she's thirty. Cleo. Bear'st thou her face in mind? is it long, or round? Mess. Round even to faultiness. Cleo. For the most part too, They are foolish that are so.-Her hair, what colour? Mess. Brown, madam: And her forehead is as low As she would wish it. Cleo. There is gold for thee. Thou must not take my former sharpness ill: I will employ thee back again; I find thee Most fit for business: Go, make thee ready; Our letters are prepar'd. [Exit Messenger. Char. A proper man. Cleo. Indeed, he is so: I repent me much, That so I harry'd him. Why, methinks, by him, This creature's no such thing. Char. O nothing, madam. Cleo. The man hath seen some majesty, and should know. Char. Hath he seen majesty? Isis else defend, (6) Destroy. (7) Standing. (8) Puiled, 'ugged. To public ear: Spoke scantly of me: when perforce he could not? Oct. And the good gods will mock me presently, O, bless my brother! Husband win, win brother, Ant. Gentle Octavia, Let your best love draw to that point, which seeks I lose myself: better I were not yours, SCENE VI.-Rome. A room in Cæsar's house Cas. Contemning Rome, he has done all this In Alexandria,-here's the manner of it,- Mac. Unto her This in the public eye? Cas. I'the common show-place, where they es ercise. His sons he there proclaim'd, The kings of kings Than yours so branchless. But, as you requested,Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia, Shall stain your brother; Make your soonest haste; Thanks to my lord. The Jove of power make me most weak, most Your renciler! Wars twat verwin we be Ant. When it appears to you where this begins, Can equally move with them. Provide your going; SCENE V.-The same. same. Enter Enobarbus and Eros, meeting. Eno. How now, friend Eros? Eros. There's strange news come, sir. Eno. What, man' He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assign'd In the habiliments of the goddess Isis Mac. Agr. Who, queasy's with his insolence Whom does he accuse? Agr. Sir, this should be answer'd. Cas. 'Tis done already, and the messenger gone I have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel; That he his high authority abus'd, Eros. Cæsar and Lepidus have made wars upon And did deserve his change; for what I have con Pompey. Eno. This is old; What is the success?" (1) Similar tendency. (2) Could not help. Cæs. That ever I should call thee, cast away! cause. Cas. Why have you stol'n upon us thus? You come not Like Cæsar's sister: The wife of Antony Oct. Good my lord, To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did it Cas. What should not then be spar'd. He is already Cleo. Sink Rome; and their tong I have eyes upon him, Appear there for a man. Speak not against it; And his affairs come to me on the wind. Where is he now? Oct. My lord, in Athens. Ces. No, my most wronged sister; Cleopatra Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire Up to a whore; who now are levying The kings o'the earth for war; He hath assembled Of Paphlagonia; the Thracian king, Adallas: Of Comagene; Polemon and Amintas, Oct. Cas. Welcome hither: Your letters did withhold our breaking forth; Till we perceiv'd, both how you were wrong led, And we in negligent danger. Cheer your heart: Be you not troubled with the time, which drives O'er your content these strong necessities; But let detern. "'d things to destiny Hold unbewail'd their way. Welcome to Rome: Nothing inore dear to me. You are abus'd Beyond the mark of thought: and the high gods, To do you justice, make them ministers Of us, and those that love you. Best of comfort; And ever welcome to us. Agr. Welcome, lady. Mac. Welcome, dear madam. Each heart in Rome does love and pity you: Only the adulterous Antony, most large In his abominations, turns you off; And gives his potent regiment' to a trull, is it so, sir? Oct. Cæs. Most certain. Sister, welcome: Pray you, Be ever known to patience: My dearest sister! (1) Show, token. (3) Government. 76) Forbid. [Exeunt. (2) Obstruction. (4) Harlot. (5) Threatens. (7) Absolutely. Enter Antony and Canidius. Is't not strange, Canidius, That from Tarentum, and Brundusium, He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea, And take in Toryne?-You have heard on't, sweet? Cleo. Celerity is never more admir'd, Than by the negligent. Ant. A good rebuke, Which might have well becom'd the best of men, To taunt at slackness.-Canidius, we Will fight with him by sea. Cleo. By sea! What else? Can. Why will my lord do so? Ant. For he dares us to❜t. Eno. So hath my lord dar'd him to single fight. Can. Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharsalia, Where Cæsar fought with Pompey: But these offers Which serves not for his vantage, he shakes off; And so should you. Eno. Your ships are not well mann'd: Your mariners are muleteers, 10 reapers, people Ingross'd by swift impress;" in Cæsar's fcet Are those, that ofter have 'gainst Pompey fought: Their ships are yare; 12 yours, heavy. No disgrace Shall fall you for refusing him at sea, Being prepar'd for land. Ant. By sea, by sea. Eno. Most worthy sir, you therein throw away The absolute soldiership you have by land; Distract your army, which doth nost consist Of war-mark'd foot-men; leave unexecuted Your own renowned knowledge; quite forego The way which promises assurance; and Give up yourself merely to chance and nazard, From firm security. 266 My lord. Enter Antony and Enobarbus. [Exeunt. Eno. Naught, naught, all naught! I can behold The Antoniad, the Egyptian, adairel, All the whole synod of them! Eno. How appears the fight? Eno. 13 That I beheld: mine eyeg Did sicken at the sight on't, and could not Endure a further view. Scar. Eno. Alack, alack! Enter Canidius. Can. Our fortune on the sea is out of breath, Eno. Ay, are you thereabouts? Why then, good Can. Eno. I'll vet follow SCENE IX.-Alexandria. A room in the pal Laden with gold; take that, divide it; fly, Ant. Set we our squadrons on yon' side o'the hill, Have lost my way for ever:-I have a ship Att. [Exeunt. Fly! not we, Ant. I have fled myself; and have instructed cowards To run, and show their shoulders. Friends, be Which has no need of you; be gone: Iras. Eros. Nay, gentle madam, to him:-Comfort him. Ant. No, no, no, no, no. Eros. See you here, sir? Ant. O fie, fie, fie. Char. Madam, O Juno! Iras. Madam; O good empress !- Ant. Yes, my lord, yes ;-He,' at Philippi, kept In the brave squares of war: Yet now-No matter. Eros. The queen, my lord, the queen. He is unqualitied with very shame. Cleo. Well then,-Sustain me :-O! Eros. Most noble sir, arise; the queen ap proaches; Her head's declined, and death will seize her; Your comfort makes the rescue. but Ant. I have offended reputation; A most unnoble swerving. Eros. Sir, the queen. Ant. O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See, Cleo. Ant. Cleo. Ant. Now I must To the young man send humble treaties, dodge And palter in the shifts of lowness; who With half the bulk o'the world play'd as I pleas'd, Making, and marring fortunes. You did know, How much you were my conqueror; and that My sword, made weak by my affection, would O pardon, pardon. Obey it on all cause. We scorn her most, when most she offers blows. Dol. Cas. Enter Euphronius. Approach, and speak. As is the morn-dew on the myrtle leaf Cas. To let him breathe between the heavens and eartn. I have no ears to his request. The queen Bring him through the bands. [Exit Euphronius. To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Despatch; From Antony win Cleopatra: promise, [To Thyreus. And in our name, what she requires; add more, A room in the pal ace. Enter Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Charmian, and Iras. Cleo. What shall we do, Enobarbus? (7) As is the dew to the sea. (8) Diadem, the crown. (9) Paramour. (10 Conforms himself to this breach of his for tune VOL. II. 3A |