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And not a serpent's poison. Say, our pleasure, Breeds scrupulous faction : The hated, grown to To such whose place is under us, requires


(Pompey Our quick remove from hence.

Are newly grown to love : the condemna' Eno. I shall do't.

(Exeunt. Rich in his father's honour, creeps apace

Into the hearts of such as have not thriv'a

Upon the present state, whose numbers threaten ;

And quietness, grown sick of rest, would purge Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN IRAS, and

By any desperate change: My more particular,

And that which most with you should sale my ALEXAS.

Cleo. Where is he?

Is Fulvia's death.
Char. I did not see him since.

Cleo. Though age from fully could not give
Cleo. See where he is, who's with him, what

me freedom, he does :

It does from childishness :-Can Fulvia die 1 + I did not send you ; -If you find him sad,

Ant. She's dead, my queen: Say, I am dancing; if in mirth, report

Look here, and, at thy sovereign leisure, read That I am sudden sick : Quick, and return. The garboils she awak'd ; † at the last, best :

(Exit ALEXAS. See, when and where she died. Char. Madam, methinks, if you did love him Cleo. O most false love ! dearly,

Where be the sacred vials thou should'st fill You do not hold the method to enforce

With sorrowful water? Now I see, I see, The like from himn.

In Fulvia's death, how mine receiv'd shall be. Cleo. What should I do, I do not?

Ant. Quarrel no more, but be prepar'd to know Char. In each thing give him way, cross him The purposes ! bear ; which are, or cease, in nothing,

As you shall give the advice : Now, by the fire Cleo. Thou teachest like a fool : the way to That quickens Nilus' slime, I go from hence, lose bin.

Tby soldier, servant; making peace, or war, Char. Tempt him not so too far : I wish for. As thou affect'st. bear :

Cleo. Cut my lace, Charmian, come ;-
In time we hate that which we often fear. But let it be.-1 am quickly ill and well;

So Antony loves.

Ant. My precious queen, forbear ;
But here comes Antony.

Aud give iruie evidence to his love, which stands Cleo. I am sick, and snllen.

An honourable trial. Ant. I am sorry to give breathing to my pur

Cleo. So Fulvia told me. pose,

I pr'ythee turn aside, and weep for her ; Cleo. Help me away, dear Charmian, I shall Then bid adieu to me, and say the tiars

Belong to Egypt: Good now, play one scene It cannot be thus long; the sides of nature Of excellent dissembling; and let it look Will not sustain it.

Like perfect honour. Ant. Now, my dearest queen,

Ant. You'll heat my blood; no more. Cleo. Pray you, stand further from me.

Cleo. You can do better yet; but this is meetly. Ant. What's the matter?

Ant. Now, by my sword, Cleo. I know, by that same eye, there's some Cleo. And target,--Still he mends; good news.

But this is not the best : Look, pr’ythee, Char. What says the married woman ?-You may go ;

mian, 'Would, she had never given you leave to come! How this Herculean Roman does become Let her not say 'tis I that keep you here,

The carriage of his chate. I have no power upon you : her's you are.

Ant. I'll leave, you, lady. Ant. The gods best know,

Cleo. Courteous lord, one word. Cleo. Oh! never was there queen

Sir, you and I must pait,,but that's not it : So mightily betray'd! Yet, at the first,

Sir, you and I have lov'd,-but there's not it ; I saw the treasons planted.

That you know well : Something it is I would, Ant. Cleopatra,

Oh! my oblivion ģ is a very Antony, Cleo. Why should I think you can be mine, And I am all forgotten. and true,

Ant. But that your royalty
Though you iu swearing shake the thronged gods, Holds idleness your subject, I should take you
Who have been false to Fulvia Riotous mad. For idleness itself.

Cleo. 'Tis sweating labour,
To he entangled with those mouth-made vows, To hear such idleness so near the heart
Which break themselves in swearing!

As Cleopatra this. But, Sir, forgive me ;
Ant. Most sweet queen, -

Since my becomings kill me, when they do not Cleo. Nay, pray you, seek no colour for your Eye well to you : Your honour calls you bence ; going,

(ing, Therefore be deaf to my unpitied folly, But bid farewell, and go : when yon sued stay. And all the gods go with you! upon your sword Then was ine time for words : No going then ; Sit laureld victory! and smooth success Eternity was in our lips, and eyes ;

Be strew'd before your feet!
Bliss in our brows' bent ; t none our parts so poor, Ant. Let us go.

Come :
But was a race 1 of heaven :- They are so still, Our separation so abides, and flies,
Or thou the greatest soldier of the world, That thou, residing here, go'st yet with me,
Art turn'd the greatest liar.

And I, hence fleeting, bere remain with thee.
Ant. How now, lady!


(Eseunt. Cleo. I would, I had thy inches thou shouldst know,

SCENE IV.-Rome.- An apartment in There were a heart in Egypt.

CESAR's House. Ant. Hear me, queen :

Enter OCTAVIUS CESAR, LEPIDUS, and Alten. The strong necessity of time commands

dants. Our services a while ; but my full heart Remains in use with you, Our Italy

Ces. You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth Shines o'er with civil swords ; Sextus Pompeius

know, Makes his approaches to the port ý of Rome :

It is not Cesar's natural vice to hate Equality of two doinestic powers

One great coinpetitor : || from Alexandria

• Render my going agreeable. Can Fulvia be deri ? • Lork as if I did not end you. + Oureye-brows. * The commotion she orcasioned.' Obliv ous meisory. A taste. Gate

| Associate or partner.


This is ine news-He fishes, drinks, and wastes Yea, like the stag, when snow the pasture sheets, The lamps of night in revel: is not more man- The barks of trees thou browsed'st; on the Alps like

It is reported, thou did'st eat strange flesh, Than Cleopatra ; nor the queen Ptolemy Which some did die to look on : And all this, More woinanly than he : hardly gave audience, or (It wounds thine honour, that I speak it now,) Vouchsard to think he had partners: You shall was borne so like a soldier, that ihy cheek find there

So much as lank'd not. A man, who is the abstract of all faults

Lef. It is pity of him. That all men follow.

Ces. Let his shames quickly Lep. I must not think there are

Drive him to Rome : Tis time we twain Evils enough to darken all his goodness :

Did show ourselves i'the field ; and, to that end, His faults, in bim, seem as the spots of heaven, Assemble we immediate council : Pompey More fiery by night's blackness; hereditary, Thrives in our idleness. Rather than purchas'do what he cannot change, Lep. To-morrow, Cesar, Than wbat be chooses.

I shall be furnish'd to inform you rightly Ces. You are too indulgent : let us grant, it is Both what by sea and land I can be able, not

To 'front this present time. Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy;

Ces. Till which encounter, To give a kingdom for a mirth; to sit

It is my business too. Farewell. And keep the turn of tippling with a slave ; Lep. Farewell, my lord : What you shall know To reel the streets at noon, and stand the buffet

mean time With knaves that smell of sweat : say, this be Of stirs abroad, I shall beseech you, Sir, comes him,

To let me be partaker. (As his composure must be rare indeed,

Ces. Doubt not, Sir ; Whom these things caunot blemish,) yet must I knew it for my bond. *

No way excuse his soils, wben we do bear SCENE V.-Alexandria.-A Room in the
So great weight in his lightness. + If he fill'd

His vacancy with his voluptuousness,
Full surseits, and the dryness of bis bones


Call on him fort : but, to coufound ý such time,
That drums bim from his sport, and speaks as Cleo. Charmian,

Char. Madam.
As his own state, and ours,tis to be chid Cleo. Ha, ha l-
As we rate boys, who, being mature in know. Give me to drink mandragora. +

Char. Why, madam;
Pawn their experience to their present pleasure, Cleo. That I might sleep out this great gap of
And so rebel to judginent.

My Autony is away.

(time, Char. You think of him Bnter a MESSENGER.

Too much. Lep. Here's more news.

Cleo. O treason ! Mess. Thy biddings have been done; and

Char. Madam, I trust, not so, every hour,

Cleo. Thou eunuch ! Mardian ! Most noble Cesar, slia thou have report

Mar. What's your highness' pleasure ? How 'tis abroad. Pompey is strong at sea ; Cleo. Not now to hear thee sing ; I take no And, it appears, he is belov'd of those

pleasure That only bave fear'd Cesar : to the ports In aught a eunuch has : "Tis well for thee, The discontents | repair, and men's reports That, being unseminar'd, I thy freer thoughts Give him inuch wroug'd.

May not fly forth of Egypt, Hast thou affec. Ces. I should have known no less :

tions ? It hath been taught us from the primal state, Mar. Yes, gracious madam. That he, which is, was wish'd, until he were ; Cleo. Indeed ? And the ebb'd man, ne'er lov'd, till ne'er worth Mur. Not in deed, madam ; for I can do nolove


Comes dear'd, by being lack'd. This common But what in deed is honest to be done.
Like a vagabond ftag upon the stream,

Yet have I fierce affections, and think
Goes to, and back, lackeying the varying tide, Wbat Venus did with Mars.
To rot itself with motiou.

Cleo. O Charmian,
Mess. Cesar, I bring thee word,

Where think'st thou he is now ? Stands he, or Menecrates and Menas, famous pirates,

sits he? Make the sea serve them : which they ear ** and Or does he walk ? or is he on his horse ? wound

O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony With keels of every kind : Many hot inroads Do bravely, horse I for wot'st thou whom thou They make in Italy ; the borders maritime

mov'st? Lack blood # to think on't, and flush If youth The demi-Atlas of this earth, the arm revolt :

And burgonet ģ of men.-He's speaking now, No vessel can peep forth, but 'tis as soon Or murinuring, Where's my serpent of old Taken as seen ; for Pompey's bame strikes more

Nile ! Than could his war resisted.

For so he calls me : Now I feed myself Ces. Antony,

With most delicious poisob :-Think on me, Leave thy lascivious wassals. $$ When thou once That am with Phæbus' amorous pinches black, Wast beaten from Modena, where thou slew'st And wrinkled deep in tine ? Broad fronted Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel

Cesar, Did famine follow; whom thou fought'st against, When thou wast here above the ground, I was Tbougb daintily bronglit op, with patience more A morsel for a monarch : and great Pompey Than savages could suffer: Thou didst drink Would stand, and make his eyes grow iu my The stale of horses, and the gilded puddle

brow; Which beasts would cough at : thy palate then there would he ancbor his aspect, and die did deign

With looking on his life. The roughest berry on the rudest hedge ;

Enter ALEXAS. • Procured by his own fault.

+ Levity. Would punish him for it. 4 Consume.

Alex. Sovereigu of Egypt, bail! Malcontents.

| Endeared by being missed.
++ Turo pale.

11 Ruddy.
. My bounden duty.

† A sleepy potion.
Dj Feastings.
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Cleo. How much uulike art thou Mark All- Men. Cesar and Lepidus
tony !

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 his tinct gilded thee.-

Men. From Silvius, Sir.
How goes it with my brave Mark Antony?

Pon. He dreams ; I know they are in Roine
Aler. Last thing he did, dear queen,

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

Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with both
Alex. Good friend, quoth he,

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 his 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,
Who neigh'd so bigh, that what I would bave spoke Var. This is most certain that I shall deliver :
Was beastly dumb'd by hiin.

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

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

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

Cleo. O well-divided disposition !-Note hin, This ainorous surfeiter would have don'd 1 bis Note him, good Charmian, 'tis the man; but for such a petty war: his soldiership [help ý note him :

Is twice the other twain : But let is 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, his remembrance lay The ne'er lust-wearied Antony.
In Egypt with his joy : but between both : Men. I cannot hope,
O heavenly mingle ; Be'st thou sad, or inerry, C'esar 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,

Aler. 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.- Ilk and paper, Charmian.- 'Twere pregnant they should square between Welcome, my good Alexas.-Did I, Charinian,

themiselves ; Ever love Cesar so!

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 dind 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.

(Ereunt. My man of men. Char. By your most gracious pardon,

SCENE 11.-Rome.- A Room in the house of
I sing but after you.

Cles. My sallad days,
When I was green in judgment :-cold in blood,

To say as I said then !--But, come, away :

Lep. Good Enobarbiis, '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.

(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 1.-Messina.-A Room in Pouper's I would not shave to-day. house.

Lep. 'Tis not a time

For private stomaching. Enter Pompey, 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 give
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
Th" thing we sue for.

(decays | The noble Antony.
Mene. We, ignorant of onsselves,
Brg 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 bere, 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 : Cesar gets money, where

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

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

not Nor either cares for him,

• Faded.

To. 1 Put on. | Helmet. • Furious

I Quarrel.



A leaner action rend is. Wbat's amiss, of wbat I was i'the morning; but, next day,
May it be gently heard : When we debate I told him of myself; which was as inuch
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 strile; if we coutend,
(Tbe rather, for I earnestly beseech,)

Out of our question • wipe him.
Teuch you tbe 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. Soit, Cesar. I should do thus.

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

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

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

The article of my oath, Ant. Sit, Sir !

Ces. To lend me arms and aid, wben I reCes. 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 may, Ces. I must be laugh'd at,

I'll play the penitent to you : but mine honesty 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 bave ine out of Egypt, made wars here; should

For wbich myself, the ignorant motive, do Once name you derogately, when to sound your So far ask pardon, as betits mine honour

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 Prid practise + on my state, your being in Egypt Speaks to atone I yo'l. Miglit be my question. I

Lep. Worthily spoke, Mecænas. Ani. 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 in, 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 had almost tler never

forgot. Did urge me in his act: I did enquire it; Ant. You wrong this presence, therefore speak And have my learning from some true reports,

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

C'es. I do not much dislike the matter, but Discredit my authority with yours ;

The mamuer 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, iny letters So differing in their acis. Yet, if I knew Before did satisfy you. If 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 would I would pursue it. Ces. You praise yourself

Agr. Give me leave, Cesar,By laying defects of judgment to me; but

tes. Speak, Agrippa. You patch'd up your excuses.

Agr. Thou hast a sister by the mother's side, Ant. Not so, nut $0;

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

C'es. 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 Whicha 'fronted i mine own peace. As for my Agrippa further speak. wise,

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

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

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

Tbat which none else can ulter. 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 dan. Did you too much disqniet : for that, you must

gers, But say, I could not belp it.

Would then be nothing: truths would be but tales, Ces. I wrote to yoll,

Where now half 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 'uis 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 how Antony is touch d

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

Ant. Wbat power is in Agrippa, rantable arts.

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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 hands
Further this act of grace; and, from this hour, That yarely frame I the office. From the barge
The heart 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 hand.

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

Whistling to the air ; which, 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, ainen!

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

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 bim only, Which she entreated : Our courteous Autony,
Lest my remembrance suffer ill report:

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

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

And, for his ordinary, pays his 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 his 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 she did make defect, perfection,
Ant. So is the fame.

And, breathless, power breathe forth.
'Would we had spoke together ! Haste we for it : Niec. Now Antony inust leave her utierly.
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 priets Lep. Noble Antony,

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

Mec. If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle [Flourish. Ereunt 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 bere.
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 III.- The same.- A Room in Cesar's

Eno. Ay, Sir ; we did sleep day out of coun-
tenance, and made the night light with drink. Enter CESAR, ANTONY, OCTAvia between them ;

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 3

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, worthily deserved noting.

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

Ant. Good night, Sir.- My Octavia, Eno. When she first met Mark Antony, she Read mot 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 nigbt, 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

were silver :

Sooth. Would I had never come from thence,
Which to the tune of Rutes kept stroke, and made
The water, which they beat, to follow faster, Thither!
As amorous of their strokes. For her own per- Ant. If you can, your reason ?

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

My motion, || have it not in my tongue : But yet
In her 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 higlier; Cesar's, or
Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids,

with diverse-colour'o fans, whose wind did seem
To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool,

• lucreased the glow they were intended to dininish.

+ Made even humiliation become them
Readily perform.

6 Wanton.
Suits witb ker merits.

11. the divinitory agitation.

nor you

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