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tony !

Cleo. How much unlike art thou Mark An.! Men. Cesar and Lepidus

Are in the field ; a mighty strength they carry
Yet, coming from him, that great medicine hath Pom. Where have you this ? 'tis false.
With bis tinct gilded thee.-

Men. From Silvius, Sir.
How goes it with my brave Mark Antony ! Pom. He dreams : I know they are in Rome
Alex. Last thing he did, dear queen,

He kiss'd,-the last of many doubled kisses, Looking for Antony : But all charms of love,
Tbis orient pearl.-His speech sticks in my heart. Salt Cleopatra, soften thy wad'd lip!
Cleo. Mine ear must pluck it thence.

Let witclicraft join with beauty, lust with both i
Alex. Good friend, quotb be,

Tie up the libertine in a field of feasts,
Say, the firm Roman to great Egypt sends Keep his brain fuming ; Epicurean cooks,
This treasure of an oyster ; at whose foot Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite;
To mend the petty present, I will piece That sleep and feeding may prorogue bis honour,
Her opulent throne with kingdoms; All the Even till + a Lethe'd dulluess !-How now, Var-

rius ?
Say thou, shall call her mistress. So he nodded,
And soberly did mount a termagant steed,

Enter VARRIUS. Who neigh'd so bigh, that what I would have spoke

Var. This is most certain that I shall deliver : Was beastly dumb’d by bin.

Mark Antony is every hour in Rome Cleo. What, was he sad, or merry ?

Expected; since he went from Egypt, 'tis Alex. Like to the time oʻthe year between the A space for further travel. extremes

Pom. I could have given less matter or hot and cold; he was nor sad, nor merry. A better ear.-Menas, I did not think

Cleo. O well-divided disposition |--Note him, This amorous surfeiter would have don'd 1 bis Note him, good Charmian, 'tis the man ; but For such a petty war : bis soldiership (helm ý note him

Is twice the other twain : But let us rear
He was not sad ; for he would shine on those The higher our opinion, that our stirring
That make their looks by his : he was not merry ; Can from the lap of Egypt's widow pluck
Which seem'd to tell them, bis remembrance lay The ne'er lust-wearied Antony.
In Egypt with bis joy : but between both :

Men. I cannot bope,
o heavenly mingle ; Be'st thou saul, or merry, Cesar and Antony shall well greet together :
The violence of either thee becomes ;

His wife, that's dead, did trespasses to Cesar; So does it no man else.-Met'st thou my posts ? His brother warr'd upon him; although, I think,

Alex. Ay, madam, twenty several messengers : Not mov'd by Antony. Why do you send so thick *

Pom. I know not, Menas, Cleo. Who's born that day

How lesser enmities may give way to greater. When I forget to send to Antony,

Were't not that we stand up against them all, Shall die a beggar.-Ink and paper, Charmian.-- "Twere pregnant they should square|| between Welcome, my good Alexas.-Did I, Charmian,

themselves ; Ever love Cesar so 1

For they have entertained cause enough
Char. 0 that brave Cesar !

To draw their swords ; but how the fear of us
Cleo. Be chok'd with such another emphasis ! May cement their divisions, and bind up
Say, the brave Antony.

The petty difference, we yet not know.
Char. The valiant Cesar !

Be it as our gods will have it ! It only stands
Cleo. By Isis, I will give thee bloody teeth, Our lives upon, to use our strongest hands.
If thou with Cesar paragon again

Come, Menas.

(Exeunt. My man of men.

Char. By your most gracious pardon, SCENE II.-Rome.- A Room in the house of
I sing but after you.

Cleo. My sallad days,

When I was green in judgment :-cold in blood,
To say as I said then 1-But, come, away :

Lep. Good Enobarbus, 'tis a worthy deed,
Get me ink and paper : he shall have every day and shall become you well, to entreat your cap-
A several greeting, or I'll unpeople Egypt.

To soft and gentle speech.

(taiu (Exeunt. Eno. I shall entreat him

To answer like himself : if Cesar move bim,

Let Antony look over Cesar's head,

And speak' as loud as Mars. By Jupiter,

Were I the wearer of Antonius' beard, SCENE I.--Messina.-A Room in PONPEY'S I would not shave to-day. house.

Lep. 'Tis not a time

For private stomaching.
Enter PUMPBY, MENECRATES, and Menas. Eno. Every time

Serves for the matter that is then born in it.
Pom. If the great gods be just, they shall assist Lep. But small to greater matters must gire
The deeds of justest men.

way. Mene. Know, worthy Pompey,

Eno. Not if the small come first,
That what they do delay, they not deny.

Lep. Your speech is passion :
Pom. Whiles we are suitors to their throne, But, pray you, stir no embers up. Here comes
The thing we sue for.

(decays The noble Antony. Mene. We, ignorant of ourselves,

Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers
Deny us for our good ; so find we profit,

Eno. And yonder, Cesar.
By losing of our prayers.
Pom. I shall do well :

The people love me, and the sea is mine :

Ant. If we compose I well here, to Parthia : My power's a crescent, and my auguring hope

Hark you, Ventidius. Says, it will come to the full. Mark Antony Ces. I do not know, In Egypt sits at dinner, and will make

Mecænas; ask Agrippa. No wars without doors i Cesar gets money, where

Lep. Noble friends, He loses hearts : Lepidus flatters both,

That which combiu'd us was most great, and let of both is flatter'd; but he neither loves,

not Nor either cares for him.

• Faded. + To.

Put on. Helmet • Furious

1 Quarrel.


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A leaner action rend us. What's amiss,

or what I was i'the morning ; but, next day, May it be gently heard : When we debate I told him of myself ; which was as much Our trivial difference loud, we do commit As to have ask'd bim pardon : Let this fellow Murder in healing wounds : Then, noble partners, Be nothing of our strite ; if we contend, (The rather, for I earnestly beseech,)

Out of our question. wipe him.
Touch you the sourest points with sweetest terms, Ces. You have broken
Nor curstness • grow to the matter.

The article of your oath ; which you shall never Ant. 'Tis spoken well :

Have tongue to charge me with. Were we before our armies, and to fight,

Lep. Soft, Cesar. I should do thus.

Ant. No, Lepidus, let him speak : Ces. Welcome to Roine.

The honour's sacred which he talks on now, Ant. Thank you.

Supposing that I lack'd it: But ou, Cesar ; Ces. Sit.

The article of my oath,

Ant. Sit, Sir!

Ces. To lend me arms and aid, when I re Ces. Nay,

quir'd them; Then

The which you both denied. Ant. I learn, you take things ill, which are Ant. Neglected, rather : not so:

And then, when poison'd hours had bound me up Or, being, concern you not.

From mine own knowledge. As nearly as I inay, Ces. I inust be laughi'd at,

I'll play the penitent to you : but mine holiesty If, or for nothing, or a little, I

Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my power Should say myself offended ; and with you Work without it: Truth is, that Fulvia, Chiefly i'the world : more laugh'd at, that I To have me out of Egypt, made wars here ; should

For which myself, the ignorant motive, do Once name you derogately, when to sound your So far ask pardon, as befits inine honour nime

To stoop in such a case. It not concern'd me.

Lep. 'Tis nobly spoken. Ant. My being in Egypt, Cesar,

Mec. If it might please you to enforce no What was't to you?

further Ces. No more than my residing here at Rome The griefs + between ye, to forget them quite, Might be to you in Egypt : Yet, if you there Were to remember that the present need Did practise + on my state, your being in Egypt Speaks to atone * you. Might be my question. *

Lep. Worthily spoke, Mecænas. Àn:. How intend you, practis'd ?

Eno. Or, if you borrow one another's love for Ces. You may be pleas'd to catch at mine the instant, you may, when you hear no more intent,

[ther, words of Poinpey, return it again : you shall By what did here befal me. Your wife, and bro- have time to wrangle iu, when you have nothing Made wars upon me; and their contestation else to do. Was theme for you, you were the word of war. Ant. Thou art a soldier only; speak no more. · Ant. You do mistake your business ; my bro- Eno. That truth should be silent, i bad almost ther never

forgot. Did urge me in his act: I did enquire it ;

Ant. You wrong this presence, therefore speak And have my learning from soine true reports,

no more. That drew their swords witb you. Did he tot Eno. Go to then ; your considerate stone. rather

Ces. I do not much dislike the matter, but Discredit my anthority with yours ;

The manner of his speech : for it cannot be, And make the wars alike against my stomach, We shall remain in friendship, our conditions Having alike your cause ? Of this, my letters So differing in their acts. Yet, if I knew Before aid satisfy you. li you'll patch a quarrel, What hoop should hold us staunch, from edge to As matter whole you have not to make it with,

edge It must not be with this.

O'the world I would pursue it.
Ces. You praise yourself

Agr. Give me leave, Cesar,
By laying defects of judgment to me; but Ces. Speak, Agrippa.
You patch'd up your excuses.

Agr. Thou hast a sister by the mother's side, Ant. Not so, nut so;

Admir'd Octavia : great Mark Antony
I know you could not lack, I am certain on't Is now a widower.
Very necessity of this thought, that I,

Ces. Say not so, Agrippa ;
Your partner in the cause 'gainst which he if Cleopatra heard you, your' reproof

Were well deserv'd of rashness. Could not with grateful eyes attend those wars Ant. I am not married, Cesar : let me hear Which 'fronted | mine own peace. As for my Agrippa further speak. wife,

Agr. To hold you in perpetual amity, I would you had her spirit in such another : To make you brothers, and to kuit your hearts The third o'the world is yours; which, with a with an unslipping knot, take Antony snaffle

Octavia to his wife : whose beauty claims You may pace easy, but not such a wife.

No worse a husband than tbe best of men ! Eno. 'Would we had all such wives, that the Whose virtue, and whose general graces, speak men might go to wars with the women!

That which none else can utter. By this mar. Ant. So much incurable, her garboils, Cesar,

riage, Made out of her impatience, (which not wanted All little jealousies, which now seem great, Shrewdness of policy too,) I grieving grant, And all great fears, which now import their danDid you too much disquiet : for that, you must

gers, But say, I could not belp it.

Would then be nothing : truths would be but tales, Ces. 1 wrote to you,

Where now balf tales be truths: her love to both When rioting in Alexandria : you

Would, each to other, and all loves to both, Did pocket up my letters, and with taunts Draw after her. Pardon what I have spoke : Did gibe my missive ** out of audience. For 'tis a studied, not a present thought, Ant. Sir,

By duty ruminated. He fell upon me, ere admitted ; then

Ant. Will Cesar speak ? Three kings 1 bad newly feasted, and did want Ces. Not till he bears bow Antony is touch d

With what is spoke already. • Let not ill-humour be added.

Use unwar

Ant. What power is in Agrippa, rantable arts.

# Subject of conversation. | Reporters 1 Opposed.

9 Bridle. • Mossenger. Conversation Grievancer. 1 Reconcile

If I would say, Agrippa, be it so,

And what they undid, did, To make this good ?

Agr. Oh, rare for Antony ! Ces. The power of Cesar, and

Eno. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, His power unto Octavia.

So many mermaids, tended her i'the eyes, Ant. May I never

And made their bends adornings : t at the helm To this good purpose, that so fairly shows, A seeming Mermaid steers; the silken tackle Dream of impediment !--Let me have thy hand : Swell with the touches of those flower-soft bands Further this act of grace; and, from this hour, That yarely frame t the office. From the barge The beart of brothers govern in our loves, A strange invisible perfume hits the sense And sway our great designs !

of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Ces. There is my haud.

Her people out upon her; and Antony, A sister I bequeath you, whom no brother Enthrou'd in the market-place, did sit alone, Did ever love so dearly : Let her live

Whistling to the air ; wbich, but for vacancy, To join our kingdoms and our hearts ; and never Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too, Fly off our loves again !

And made a gap in nature. Lep. Happily, amen!

Agr. Rare Egyptian ! Ant. I did not think to draw my sword 'gainst Eno. Upon her landing, Antony sent to her, Pompey,

Invited her to supper : she replied, For he hath laid strange courtesies, and great, It should be better he became her guest; of late upon me: I must thank him only, Which she entreated : Our courteous Antony, Lest my remembrance suffer ill report :

Whom ne'er the word of No woman beard speak, At heel of that, defy him.

Being barber'd ten tiines o'er, goes to the feast; Lep. Time calls upon us :

And, for his ordinary, pays bis heart, of us must Pompey presently be sought, For what his eyes eat only. Or else he seeks out us.

Agr. Royal wench ! Ant. And where lies he?

She made great Cesar lay bis sword to bed Ces. About the mount Misenum.

He plough'd her, and she cropp'd. Ant. What's his strength

Eno, I saw her once By land ?

Hop forty paces through the public street : Ces. Great, and increasing : but by sea And having lost her breath, she spoke, and panted, He is an absolute master.

That sbe did make defect, perfection, Ant. So is the fame.

And, breathless, power breathe forth. 'Would we had spoke together! Haste we for it: Mec. Now Antony must leave her utterly. Yet, ere we put ourselves in arms, despatch we Eno. Never ; he will not ; The business we have talk'd of.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Ces. With most gladness;

Her intinite variety : Other women And do invite you to my sister's view,

Cloy th' appetites they feed : but she makes Whither straight I will lead you.

hungry Ant. Let us, Lepidus,

Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Not lack your company.

Become themselves in her ; that the holy priezts Lep. Noble Antony,

Bless her, when she's riggish. || Not sickness should detain me.

Mec. If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle (Flourish. Exeunt CESAR, ANTONY, and The heart of Antony, Octavia is LEPIDUS.

A blessed lottery to him, Mec. Welcome from Egypt, Sir.

Agr. Let us go.Eno. Half the heart of Cesar, worthy Mecæ- Good Enobarbus, make yourself my guest, nas !--my honourable friend, Agrippa !

Whilst you abide here. Agr. Good Enobarbus !

Eno. Humbly, Sir, I thank you, (Exeunt. Mec. We have cause to be glad that matters are so well digested. You staid well by it in SCENE 111.-The same.- A Room in CESAR'S Egypt.

House. Eno. Ay, Sir ; we did sleep day out of countenance, and made the night light with drink. Enter Cesar, ANTONY, OCTAVIA between them ; ing.

ATTENDANTS, and a SOOTHSAYER. Mec. Eight wild boars roasted whole at a breakfast, and but twelve persons there. Is this Ant. The world, and my great office, will true ?

sometimes Eno. This was but as a fly by an eagle : we Divide me from your bosom. had much more monstrous matter of feast, which Octa. All which time, wortbily deserved noting

Before the gods my kuee shall bow my prayers Mec. She's a most triumphant lady, if report to them for you. be square to ber.

Ant. Good night, Sir.- My Octavia, Eno. When she first met Mark Antony, she Read not my blemishes in the world's report : pursed up his heart upon the river of Cydnus. I have not kept my square ; but that to come

Agr. There she appear'd indeed; or my re-Shall all be done by the rule. Good night, dear porter devised well for ber.

lady.--Eno. I will tell you:

Octa. Good night, Sir. The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Ces. Good night. Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold;

(Exeunt Cesar and OCTAVIA. Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that

Ant. Now, Sirrah! you do wish yourself in The winds were love-sick with them : the oars

Egypt? were silver :

Sooth. Would I had never come from thence, Which to the tune of Autes kept stroke, and made

nor you The water, which they beat, to follow faster, Thither! As amorous of their strokes. For her own per- Ant. If you can, your reason ! son,

Sooth. I see't in It beggar'd all description : she did lie

My motion, I have it not in my tongue : But yet In ber pavilion, (cloth of gold, of tissue,) Hie you again to Egypt. O'erpicturing that Venus, where we see,

Ant. Say to me, The fancy out-work nature : on each side her, Whose fortunes shall rise higher; Cesar's, or Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids,

mine 1 With diverse-colour'a fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool,

• Tucreased the glow they were intended to diminish.

+ Made eren humiliation become the
Readily perform.

Suits with her merits.

1 1.& the divinitory agitation.

Sooth. Cesar's.

Did bang a salt-fish on his hook, which he
Therefore, 0 Antony, stay not by his side : With fervency drew up.
Thy demon, that's thy spirit which keeps thee, is Cleo. That time 10 times !
Noble, courageous, bigh, unmatchable,

I laugh'd him out of patience ; and that night Where Cesar's is not ; but, near him, thy angel I laugh'd him into patience; and next morn, Becomes a fear, as being o'erpower'd': therefore Ere the ninth hour, I drunk him to his bed> Make space enough between you.

Then put my tires and mantles on him, whilst Ant. Speak this no more.

I wore his sword Philippan. Oh I from Italy ; Sooth. To none but thee; no more, but when

Enter a MESSENGER. to thee. If thou dost play with bim at any game,

Ram thou thy fruitful tidings in mine ears, Thou art sure to lose ; and, of that natural luck, That long time have been barren. He beats thee 'gainst the odds ; thy lustre thickens, Mess. Madam, madam, When he shines by : I say again, thy spirit Cleo. Antony's dead ?Is all afraid to govern thee near himn;

If thou say so, villain, thou kill'st thy mistress ; But, he away, 'tis noble.

But well and free Ant. Get thee gone :

If thou so yield him, there is gold, and bere Say to Ventidius, I would speak with him : My bluest veins to kiss : a hand, that kings

(Erit SOOTHSAYER. Have lipp'd, and tremoled kissing. He shall to Parthia.-Be it art, or hap,

Mess. First, madam, he's well.
He batb spoken true : The very dice obey him; Cleo. Why, there's more gold. But, Sirrab,
And, in our sports, my better cunning faints

mark : We use
Under bis chance: if we draw lots, he speeds: To say the dead are well; bring it to that,
His cocks do win the battle still of mine. The gold I give thee will í melt, and pour
When it is all to nought; and his quails • ever Down thy ill-uttering throat.
Beat mine, inhoop'd, † at odds I will to Egypt : Mess. Good madam, hear me.
And though I make this marriage for my peace, Cleo. Well, go to, I will ;

But there's no goodness in thy face : If Antony

Be free, and healthful, why so tart a favour l’the east my pleasure lies :-) come, Ventidius, To trumpet such good tidings ? If not well, You must to Parthia ; your commission's ready : Thou should'st come like a fury crown's with Follow me, and receive it. [Exeunt. Not like a formal man.


Mess. Will’t please you hear me? SCENE IV.-The same.-A Street. Cleo. I have a mind to strike thee, ere thou

speak'st : Enter LEPIDUS, MECÆNAS. and AGRIPPA.

Yet, if thou say, Antony lives, is well, Lep. Trouble yourselves no further : pray you, or friends with Cesar, or not captive to him, hasten

P'll set thee in a shower of gold, and bail Your generals after.

Rich pearls upon thee.
Agr. Sir, Mark Antony

Mess. Madam, he's well.
Will e'en but kiss Octavia, and we'll follow. Cleo. Well said.
Lep. Till I sball see you in your soldier's dress,

Mess. And friends with Cesar.
Which will become you both, farewell.

Cleo. Thou'rt an honest man. Mec. We sball,

Mess. Cesar and he are greater friends than As I conceive the journey, be at mount

ever. Before you, Lepidus.

Cleo. Make thee a fortune from me. Lep. Your way is shorter,

Mess. But yet, madain,-My purposes do draw me much about :

Cleo. I do not like but yet ; it does allay You'll win two days upon me.

The good precedence ; + fie upon but yet : Mec. Agr. Sir, good success!

But yet is as jailer to bring forth Lep. Farewell.

Some moustrous malefactor. Pr'ythee, friend,

Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear, SCENE V.-Alexandria.-A Room in the The good and bad together : He's friend with Palace.


[free. Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, Iras, and

In state of health, thou say'st ; and, thou say'st,

Mess. Free, madam! no; I made no such re-
He's bound unto Octavia.

(port : Cleo. Give ine some music ; music, moody $ Cleo. For what good turn ? of us that trade in love.

(food Mess. For the best turn i'the bed. Attend. The music, ho !

Cleo. I am pale, Charmian.

Mess. Madam, he's married to Octavia.

Cleo. The most infectious pestilence upon Cleo. Let it alone ; let us to billiards : ||


(Strikes him doun. Come, Charmian.

Mess. Good madam, patience. Char. My arm is sore, best play with Mar. Cleo. What say you ?--Hence, dian.

[Strikes him again. Cleo. As well a woman with an eunuch play'd, Horrible villain ! or I'll spurn thine eyes As with a woman ;-Come, you'll play with me, Like balls before me; I'll unhair thy head ; Sir 3

(She hales him up and down. Mar. As well as I can, madam.

Thou shalt be whipp'd with wire, and stew'd in Cleo. And when good will is show'd, though Smarting in ling'ring pickle.

(brine, it come too short,

Mess. Gracious madam, The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now : | 1, that do bring the news, made not the match. Give me mine angle; we'll to the river : there, Cleo. Say 'tis not so, a province I will give My music playing far off, I will betray


(hadst Tawny-finn'd fishes ; my bended book shall pierce and make thy fortunes proud ; the blow thou Their slimy jaw% ; and, as I draw them up, Shall make thy peace, for moving me to rage ; I'll think them every one an Antony,

And I will boot 1 thee with wbat gift beside And say, Ah, ha! you're caught.

Thy modesty can beg.
Char. 'Twas merry, when

Mess. He's married, madam.
You wager'd on your angling; when your diver Cleo. Rogue, thou hast liv'd too long.

[Drau's a Dagger. • The ancients used to match quails as we match cocks. Inclosed. Mount Misenum. Melancholy.

• So sour a countenance. | Billiards were unknowu then.

+ The good news you have told me. *Recompenso

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Mess. Nay, then I'll run :

And carry back to Sicily much tall . youth What mean you, madam ? I have made no fault. That else must perish here.

(Exit. Pom. To you all three, (har. Good madam, keep yourself within the senators alone of this great world, The man is innocent.

(yourself; chief factors for the gods,-1 do not know, Cleo. Some innocents 'scape not the thunder- Wherefore my father should revengers want, bolt.

Having a son and friends ; since Julius Cesar,
Melt Egypt into Nile ! and kindly creatures Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted, t
Turn all to serpents !--Call the slave again : There saw you labouriug for him. What was it,
Though I am mad, I will not bite bim :--Call. Tbat mov'd pale Cassius to conspire ? And what
Char. He is afeard to come.

Made the all-honour'd, honest Roman, Brutus,
Cleo. I will not hurt him :

With the arm'd rest, courtiers of beauteous These hands do lack nobility, that they strike

freedom, A meaner than myself ; since I myself

To drench the Capitol ; but that they would
Have given myself the cause.-Coine hither, Sir. Have one man but a man? And that is it,

Hath made me rig my navy; at whose burden
Re-enter Messenger.

The anger'd ocean foams ; with which I meant
Though it be honest, it is never good

To scourge the ingratitude that despiteful Rome
To bring bad news : Give to a gracious message Cast on my noble father.
A host of tongues ; but let ill tidings tell

Ces. Take your time.
Themselves, when they be felt.

Ant. Thou canst not fear us, Pompey, with Mess. I have done my duty.

thy sails, Cleo. Is he married 1

We'll speak with thee at sea : at land thou know'st I cannot hate thee worser than I do,

How much we do o'er-count thee. If thou again say, Yes.

Pom. At land, indeed, Mess. He is married, madam.

Thou dost o'er-count me of my father's house : Cleo. The gods coufound thee I dost thou hold But, since the cuckoo builds not for himself, there still ?

Reinain in't as thou may'st. Mess. Should I lie, madam ?

Lep. Be pleas'd to tell us,
Cleo. Oh II would thou didst ;

(For this is from the present, 5) how you take
So half my Egypt were submerg'd and made The offers we have sent you.
A cistern for scal'd snakes ! Go, get thee hence ; Ces. There's the point.
Hadst thou Narcissus in thy face, to me

Ant. Which do not be entreated to, but weigb
Tbou would'st appear most ugly. He is married ? What it is worth embrac'd.
Mess. I crave your bighness' pardon.

Ces. And what may follow,
Cleo. He is married ?

To try a larger fortune. Mess. Take no offence, that I would not offend Pom. You have made me offer you :

of Sicily, Sardinia ; and I must To punish me for what you make me do, Rid all the sea of pirates ; then, to send Seems much unequal : He is married to Octavia. Measures of wheat to Rome : This 'greed upon, Cleo. Oh! that his fault should make a knave to part with unback'd edges, and bear back of thee,

Our targe undinted.
That art not !-What? thou'rt sure of't 1-Get Ces. Ant. Lep. That's our offer.
thee hence :

Pom. Know then,
The merchandise which thou hast brought from 1 came before you here, a man prepared

To take this offer: But Mark Antony
Are all too dear for me; Lie they upon thy band, Put me to some impatience : Though I lose
Aud be undone by 'em ! (Exit MESSENGER. The praise of it by telling, you musi know,
Char. Good your highness, patience.

When Cesar and your brothers were at blows,
Cleo. In praising Antony, i have disprais's Your mother came to Sicily, and did find

Her welcome friendly. Char. Many times, madam.

Ant. I have heard it, Pompey; Cleo. I am paid for't now.

And am well studied for a liberal thanks,
Lead me from bence,

Which I do owe you.
I faint ; o Iras, Charmian,-Tis no matter :- Pom. Let me have your hand :
Go to the fellow, good Alexas; bid him

I did not think, Sir, to have met you here.
Report the feature of Octavia, her years, Ant. The beds i'the east are soft; and thanks
Her inclination, let him not leave out
The colour of her hair :-bring me word quick-That call'd me, timelier than my purpose, hither ;

(Exit ALEXAS. For I bave gain'd by it.
Let him for ever go :- Let him not-Charmian, Ces. Since I saw you last,
Though be be painted one way like a Gorgon,

There is a change upon you. Tother way he's a Mars :-Bid you Alexas Pom. Well, I know not

(TO MARDIAN. What counts || harsh fortune casts upon my face : Bring me word how tall she is.- Pity me, Char. But in my bosom shall she never come, mian,

To make my heart ber vassal. But do not speak to me.-Lead me to my cham- Lep. Well met here. ber.

(Éxeunt. Pom. Ibope so, Lepidus.—Thus we are

agreed : SCENE VI.-Near Misenum.

I crave our composition may be written,

And seal'd between us. Enter POMPEY and Menas, at one side ; with

Ces. That's the next to do. Drum and Trumpet : at another, CESAR,

Pom. We'll feast each other, ere we part; and LEPIDUS, ANTONY, ENOBARBUS, MECÆNAS,

let us with Soldiers marching.

Draws lots who shall begin.

Ant. That will I, Pompey.
Pom. Your hostages I have, so have you mine ; Pom. No, Antony, take the lot : but, first
And we shall talk before we fight.

Or last, your fine Egyptian cookery
Ces. Most meet,

Shall have the farne. I have heard, that Julius That first we come to words; and therefore have Grew fat with feasting there.

(Cesar Our written purposes before us sent; [we Ant. You have heard much. Which, if thou hast consider'd, let us know

Pom.I have fair meanings, Sir. If 'twill tie up thy discontented sword,

• Brave.

Haunted. * Affright. • Likeness.

Foreign to the point.

| Mark.

to you,

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