ACT III. SCENE I. A Plain in Syria. Enter VENTIDIUS, as after conquest, with SILIUS and other Romans, officers, and foldiers; the dead body of Pacorus borne before him. Ven. Now, darting Parthia, art thou ftruck; and now Pleas'd fortune does of Marcus Craffus' death Make me revenger.—Bear the king's fon's body Before our army :-Thy Pacorus, Orodes, Pays this for Marcus Crassus. Sil. Noble Ventidius, Whilft yet with Parthian blood thy fword is warm,` The routed fly fo thy grand captain Antony Shall fet thee on triumphant chariots, and Put garlands on thy head. O Silius, Silius, Ven. Which he achiev'd by the minute, loft his favour. The foldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss, I could do more to do Antonius good, But 'twould offend him; and in his offence Sil. Thou haft, Ventidius, That without which a foldier, and his fword, Grants scarce diftinction. Thou wilt write to Antony? We have jaded out o' the field. Sil. Where is he now? Ven. He purpofeth 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 Ante-chamber in Cæfar's Houfe. Enter AGRIPPA, and ENOBARBUS, meeting. Agr. What, are the brothers parted? Eno. They have despatch'd with Pompey, he is gone; The other three are fealing. Octavia weeps To part from Rome: Cæfar is fad; and Lepidus, 'Tis a noble Lepidus. Agr. Agr. Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark Antony! Eng. Eno. Cæfar? Why, he's the Jupiter of men. Eno. Would you praise Cæfar, fay,-Cæfar;-go no further. Agr. Indeed, he ply'd them both with excellent praises. Eno. But he loves Cæfar beft;-Yet he loves Antony: Ho! hearts, tongues, figures, scribes, bards, poets, cannot Think, speak, caft, write, fing, number, ho, his love To Antony. But as for Cæsar, Kneel down, kneel down, and wonder. Both he loves. Agr. This is to horse.-Adieu, noble Agrippa. [Trumpets. Agr. Good fortune, worthy foldier; and farewell. Enter CESAR, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, and OCTAVIA. Ant. No further, fir. Caf. You take from me a great part of myself; Have lov'd without this mean, if on both parts Ant. You fhall not find, Though you be therein curious, the least cause Caf. Farewell, my dearest fifter, fare thee well; Ant. The April's in her eyes: It is love's spring, Octa. I'll tell you in your ear. What, Ant. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can Her heart inform her tongue: the swan's down feather, That stands upon the swell at full of tide, And neither way inclines. Eno. Will Cæfar weep? Agr. [Afide to AGRIPPA, He has a cloud in 's face. Eno. He were the worfe for that, were he a horse; So is he, being a man. Agr: Eno. That year, indeed, he was troubled with a rheum; What willingly he did confound, he wail'd: Believe it, till I weep too. Caf. No, fweet Octavia, You fhall hear from me ftill; the time fhall not Out-go my thinking on you. Ant. Coine, fir, come; I'l I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love: And give you to the gods. Caf. Adieu; be happy! Lep. Let all the number of the stars give light Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS. Cleo. Where is the fellow ? Alex. Half afeard to come. Cleo. Go to, go to:-Come hither, fir. Alex. Enter a Meffenger. Good majesty, Herod of Jewry dare not look upon you, Cleo. That Herod's head I'll have: But how? when Antony is gone Through whom I might command it.-Come thou near. Mef. Moft gracious majesty, |