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Do as 1 bid you.-Where's this cup I call'd | Make battery to our ears with the loud music ;-The while, I'll place you: Then the boy shal sing:

for ?

Men. If for the sake of merit thou wilt hear me,

Rise from thy stool.

[Aside. Pom. I think thou'rt mad. The matter? [Rises, and walks aside. Men. I have ever held my cap off to thy for

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cup.

Thou art, if thou dar'st be, the earthly Jove:
Whate'er the ocean pales, or sky inclips,†
Is thine, if thou wilt have't.

Pom. Show me which way.

Men. These three world-sharers, these com-
petitors,

Are in thy vessel let me cut the cable;
And, when we are put off, fall to their throats:
All there is thine.

Pom. Ah, this thou should'st have done,
And not have spoke on't! In me, 'tis villany;
In thee it had been good service. Thou must

know,

'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honour;
Mine honour it. Repent, that e'er thy tongue
Hath so betray'd thine act: Being done unknown,
I should have found it afterwards well done;
But must condemn it now. Desist and drink.
Men. For this,
[Aside.
I'll never follow thy pall'd fortunes more.-
Who seeks, and will not take, when once 'tis
Shall never find it more.
[offer'd,

Pom. This health to Lepidus.
Ant. Bear him ashore.-I'll pledge it for him,

The holding every man shall bear, as loud
As his strong sides can volley.

[Music plays. ENOBARBUS places them hard
in hand.

SONG.

Come, thou monarch of the vine,
Plumpy Bacchus, with pink cyne +
In thy vats our cares be drown'd:
With thy grapes our hairs be crown'd
Cup us, till the world go round;
Cup us, till the world go round!

Ces. What would you more ?-Pompey, good
night. Good brother,

Let me request you off: our graver business
Frowns at this levity.-Gentle lords, let's part;
You see, we have burnt our cheeks: strong Eno-
barbe

Is weaker than the wine; and mine own tongue
Splits what it speaks: the wild disguise hath

almost

Antick'd us all. What needs more words? Good night.

Good Antony your hand.

Pom. I'll try you o'the shore.

Ant. And shall, Sir: give's your hand.
Pom. O Antony,

You have my father's house, But what? we are
friends:

Come, down into the boat.

Eno. Take heed you fall not.

[Exeunt POMPEY, CESAR, ANTONY, and Attendants.

Menas, I'll not on shore.

Men. No, to my cabin.

These drums !-these trumpets, flutes! what !—
Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell

To these great fellows: Sound, and be hang'd,
sound out.

[A Flourish of Trumpets, with Drums, Eno. Ho, says 'a!-There's my cap. Men. Ho-noble captain!

Come.

[Exeunt.

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It's monstrous labour, when I wash my brain,
And it grows fouler.

Ant. Be a child o'the time.

Ces. Possess ¶ it, I'll make answer: but I had
rather fast

From all, four days, than drink so much in one.
Eno. Ha, my brave emperor! [To ANTONY.
Shall we dance now the Egyptian Bacchanals
And celebrate our drink?

Pom. Let's ha't, good soldier.

Ant Come, let us all take hands;

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Ven. O Silius, Silius,

I have done enough: A lower place, note well,
May make too great an act: For learn this, Silius;
Better leave undone, than by our deed acquire
Too high a fame, when him we serve's away.
Cesar, and Antony, have ever won
More in their officer than person: Sossius,
One of my place in Syria, his lieutenant,

Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our sense For quick accumulation of renown,
In soft and delicate Lethe.

Eno. All take hands.―

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Which he achiev'd by the minute, lost his favour.
Who does i'the wars more than his captain can,

• Chorus. + Red eyes. Pacorus was the son of Orodes, king of Parthia.

Becomes his captain's captain; and ambition,
The soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss,
Than gain, which darkens him.

I could do more to do Antonius good,
But twould offend him; and in his offence
Should my performance perish.

Sil. Thou hast, Ventidius,

That without which a soldier, and his sword, Grauts scarce distinction. Thou wilt write to Antony !

Tea. I'll humbly signify what in his name, That magical word of war, we have effected; How, with his banners, and his well-paid ranks, The ne'er-yet-beaten horse of Parthia

We have jaded out o'the field.

d. Where is he now ?

Vea. He purposeth to Athens: whither with

what haste

The weight we must convey with us will permit, We shall appear before him.-On, there; pass along. [Exeunt. SCENE II-Rome.-An Antechamber in CESAR'S house.

Enter AGRIPPA, and ENOBARBUS, meeting. Agr. What, are the brothers parted?

Eao. They have despatch'd with Pompey, he is gone;

The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps
To part from Rome: Cesar is sad; and Lepidus,
Since Pompey's feast, as Menas says, is troubled
With the green-sickness.

ALT. Tis a noble Lepidus.

Exe. A very fine one: Oh! how he loves Ce

sar!

Agr. Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark
Antony !

Eme. Cesar? Why, he's the Jupiter of men.
Agr. What's Antony? The god of Jupiter.

For what you seem to fear: So, the gods keep you,

And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends ! We will here part.

Ces. Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well;

The elements be kind to thee, and make
Thy spirits all of comfort! fare thee well.
Oct. 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.

Oct. Sir, look well to my husband's house; and

Ces. What,

Octavia ?

Oct. I'll tell you in your ear.

Ant. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor

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You shall hear from me still; the time shall not Out-go my thinking on you.

Ant. Come, Sir, come;

I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love:

Eno. Spake you of Cesar↑ How? the nonpa-Look, here I have you; thus I let you go

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And give you to the gods.

Ces. Adieu; be happy!

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Band and
Of air and water.
Cesar's sister. This scene is levelled at Queen Elizabeth's jealousy
of her rival, Mary, Queen of Scots.

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Enter ENOBARBUS and EROS, meeting.
Eno, How now, friend Eros?

Eros. There's strange news come, Sir.
Eno. What, man?

Eros. Cesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.

Eno. This is old: What is the success ? +

Eros. Cesar, having made use of him in the wars 'gainst Pompey, presently denied him rivality; would not let him partake in the glory of the action and not resting here, accuses him of letters he had formerly wrote to Pompey; upon his own appeal, seizes him: So poor the third is up, till death enlarge his confine.

Eno. Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps;

no more;

And throw between them all the food thou hast, They'll grind the one the other. Where's Autony?

Eros. He's walking in the garden-thus; and

spurns

[dus! The rush that lies before him; cries, Fool, Lepi And threats the throat of that his officer, That murder'd Pompey.

Eno. Our great navy's rigged.

Eros. For Italy and Cesar. More, Domitius; My lord desires you presently my news might have told hereafter.

Eno Twill be naught :
But let it be.-Bring me to Antony.
Eros. Come Sir.

[Exeunt.

SCENE VI.-Rome.-A Room in CESAR'S

House.

Enter CESAR, AGRIPPA, and MECENAS.
Ces. Contemning Rome, he has done all this:
And more;

In Alexandria,—here's the manner of it,—
'the market place, on a tribunal silver'd,
Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold
Were publicly enthron'd: at the feet, sat
Cæsarion whom they call my father's seat;
And all the unlawful issue, that their lust
Since then hath made between them.
He gave the 'stablishment of Egypt; made her
Of lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia,
Absolute queen.

Mec. This in the public eye?

Unto her

Ces. 'the common show-place, where they

exercise.

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Oct. Good my lord,

To come thms was I not constrain'd, but did it
On my free-will. My lord, Mark Antony,
Bearing that you prepar'd for war, acquainted
My grieved ear withal; whereon, Í begg'd
Ha pardon for return.

Cer. Which soon he granted,

Dang an obstruct 'tween his lust and him.

f. Do not say so, my lord. Ces. I have eyes upon him,

And has affairs come to me on the wind.
Where is be now!

t. My lord, in Athens.

C. No, my most wronged sister: Cleopatra Each godded him to her. He hath given his

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The kings o'the earth for war: He hath assem-
Beam, the king of Lybia; Archelaus,
Of Carga toria; Philadelphos, king

Papa agonia; the Thractan king, Adallas:
Ke Maithas of Arabia; king of Pont;
Hemd of Jewry; Mithridates, king

Commagene; Polemon and Amintas,

The Kings of Mede, and Lycaonia, with a bare larger list of sceptres.

ft. A me, thost wretched,

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Be there in person?

Eno. [Aside.] Well, I could reply :

gether,

If we should serve with horse and mares to[bear The horse were merely lost; the mares would A soldier and his horse.

Cleo. What is't you say?

Eno. Your presence needs must puzzle Antony;

Take from his heart, take from his brain, from his time,

What should not then be spar'd. He is already Traduc'd for levity; and 'tis said in Rome, That Photinus a eunuch, and your maids, Manage this war.

Cleo. Sink Rome; and their tongues rot, That speak against us! A charge we bear i'the

war,

And, as the president of my kingdom, will Appear there for a mau. Speak not against it; I will not stay behind.

Eno. Nay, I have done :

Here comes the emperor.

Enter ANTONY and CANIDius.“

Ant. 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,

That have my heart parted betwixt two friends, Where Cesar fought with Pompey: But these Tat do afflict each other!

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offers,

Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes off;
And so should you.

Eno. Your ships are not well mann'd :

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Ant. Set we our squadrons on yon' side o'the

bill

In eye
of Cesar's battle; from which place
We may the number of the ships behold,
And so proceed accordingly.

[Exeunt.

Enter CANIDIUS, marching with his Land Army one way, over the Stage; and TAURUS, the Lieutenant of CESAR, the other way. After their departure, is heard the noise of a Seafight.

Alarum. Re-enter ENOBARBUS.

Eno. Naught, naught, all naught! I can behold no longer :

The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral,
With all their sixty, fly, and turn the rudder;
To see't, mine eyes are blasted.

Enter SCARUS.

Scar. Gods, and goddesses, All the whole synod of them 1 Eno. What's thy passion? Scar. The greater cantle of the world is lost With very ignorance: we have kiss'd away Kingdoms and provinces.

Eno. How appears the fight? Scar. On our side like the token'd § pestilence, Where death is sure. Yon' ribald-rid nag of

Egypt,

Whom leprosy o'ertake! i'the midst o'the fight,-
When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd,
Both as the same, or rather ours the elder,
The brize ¶ upon her, like a cow in June,
Hoists sails, and flies.

Eno. That I beheld: mine eyes
Did sicken at the sight on't, and could not
Endure a further view.

[lard

Scar. She once being loof'd,** The noble ruin of her magic, Antony, Claps on his sea-wing, and like a doting malLeaving the fight in height, flies after her: I never saw an action of such shame; Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before Did violate so itself.

Eno. Alack, alack !

Enter CANIDIUS.

Can. Our fortune on the sea is out of breath And sinks most lamentably. Had our general Been what he knew himself, it had gone well: Oh! he has given example for our flight, Most grossly, by his own.

Eno. Ay, are you thereabouts? Why then, good night Indeed. [Aside. Can. Towards Peloponnesus are they filed. Scar. 'Tis easy to't'; and there I will attend What further comes.

Can. To Cesar will I render

My legions and my horse; six kings already
Show me the way of yielding.

Eno. I'll yet follow

P

The wounded chance + of Antony, though my

reason

Sits in the wind against me.

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[Exeunt.

SCENE IX.-Alexandria.-A Room in the

Palace.

Enter ANTONY and ATTENDANTS.

Ant. Hark, the land bids me tread no more upon't,

It is asham'd to bear me !--Friends, come hither,
I am so lated in the world, that I
Have lost my way for ever :-I have a ship
Laden with gold; take that, divide it; fly,
And make your peace with Cesar.

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