Holds idleness your subject, I should take you Cleo. As Cleopatra this. But, sir, forgive me; And all the gods go with you! upon your sword Be strew'd before your feet! Ant. Let us go. Come; Our separation so abides, and flies, That thou, residing here, go'st yet with me, Away. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. Rome. An apartment in Cæsar's house. Enter Octavius Cæsar, Lepidus, and Attendants. Cas. You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth know, It is not Cæsar's natural vice to hate One great competitor: From Alexandria This is the news; He fishes, drinks, and wastes The lamps of night in revel: is not more manlike Than Cleopatra; nor the queen Ptolemy More womanly than he hardly gave audience, or Vouchsaf'd to think he had partners: You shall find there A man, who is the abstract of all faults That all men follow. Lep. I must not think, there are Evils enough to darken all his goodness: * Associate or partner. His faults, in him, seem as the spots of heaven, More fiery by night's blackness; hereditary, Rather than purchas'd; what he cannot change, Than what he chooses. Cas. You are too indulgent: Let us grant, it is not Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy; To give a kingdom for a mirth; to sit And keep the turn of tippling with a slave; him, (As his composure must be rare indeed, Whom these things cannot blemish), yet must Antony No way excuse his soils, when we do bear Full surfeits, and the dryness of his bones, Lep. Enter a Messenger. Here's more news. Mess. Thy biddings have been done; and every hour, Most noble Cæsar, shalt thou have report Cæs. 1 should have known no less: * Procured by his own fault. Visit him. § Consume. + Levity. Discontented. It hath been taught us from the primal state, That he, which is, was wish'd, until he were ; Goes to, and back, lackeying the varying tide, Mess. Cæsar, I bring thee word, Menecrates and Menas, famous pirates, Make the sea serve them; which they eart and wound With keels of every kind: Many hot inroads Lack blood to think on't, and flush youth revolt: Taken as seen; for Pompey's name strikes more, Cæs. Antony, Leave thy lascivious wassals. When thou once Did famine follow; whom thou fought'st against, The roughest berry on the rudest hedge; Yea, like the stag, when snow the pasture sheets, Turn pale. § Ruddy. Feastings: in the old copy it is vaissailes, i. e. vassals. ** Stagnant, slimy water. Was borne so like a soldier, that thy cheek Lep. It is pity of him. Cas. Let his shames quickly Drive him to Rome: 'Tis time we twain Did show ourselves i' the field; and, to that end, Lep. To-morrow, Cæsar, I shall be furnish'd to inform you rightly Cas. Till which encounter, It is my business too. Farewell. Lep. Farewell, my lord: What you shall know mean time Of stirs abroad, I shall beseech you, sir, To let me be partaker. Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Mardian. Cleo. Charmian, Char. Madam. Cleo. Ha, ba! Give me to drink mandragorat. Char. Why, madam? Cleo. That I might sleep out this great gap of time My Antony is away. Char. Too much. You think of him My bounden duty. + A sleepy potion. Cleo. Char. O, treason! Madam, I trust, not so. Cleo. Thou, Eunuch! Mardian! Mar. What's your highness' pleasure? Cleo. Not now to hear thee sing; I take no plea sure In aught an eunuch has : 'Tis well for thee, Cleo. Indeed? Mar. Not in deed, madam; for I can do nothing But what in deed is honest to be done : Yet have I fierce affections, and think, Cleo. O Charmian, Where think'st thou he is now? Stands he, or sits he? Or does he walk? or is he on his horse? O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony! Do bravely, horse! for wot'st thou whom thou mov'st? The demi-Atlas of this earth, the arm And burgonett of men.-He's speaking now, With his looking on his life. Alex. Enter Alexas. Sovereign of Egypt, hail ! Cleo. How much unlike art thou Mark Antony! |