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A sennet sounded. Enter Cæsar, Antony, Pompey,
Lepidus, Agrippa, Mæcenas, Enobarbus, Menas, with other captains. Ant. Thus do they, sir: [To Cæsar.] They take
the flow o'the Nile
Lep. You have strange serpents there.
Lep. Your serpent of Egypt is bred now of your mud, by the operation of your sun: so is your cro. codile,
Ant. They are so.
Lep. I am not so well as I should be, but I'li ne'er out. * Eno. Not till you have slept; I fear me, you'll be in, till then.
Lep. Nay, certainly, I have heard, the Ptolemies' pyramises I are very goodly things; without contra. diction, I have heard that. Men. Pompey, a word.
Say in mine ear: What is't? Men. Forsake thy seat, I do beseech thee, captain,
[Aside. And hear me speak a word. Рот.
Forbear me till anon.This wine for Lepidus.
Lep. What manner o' thing is your crocodile? • Ant. It is shaped, sir, like itself; and it is as broad as it hath breadth: it is just so high as it is, and moves with its own organs: it lives by that
which nourisheth it; and the elements once out of it, it transmigrates.
Lep. What colour is it of?
Ant. With the health that Pompey gives him, else he is a very epicure. Pom. (To Mepas aside.] Go, hang, sir, hang! Tell
me of that? away! Do as I bid you. Where's this cup I call'd 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 tby fortunes. Pom. Thou hast serv'd me with much faith :
What's else to say?
These quick-sands, Lepidus,
Men. Wilt thou be lord of all the world?
What say'st thou ? Men, Wilt thou be lord of the whole world? That's
twice. Pom. How should that be? Men.
But entertain it, and, Although thou think me poor, I am the man i Will give thee all the world. Pom.
Hast thou drunk well? Men. No, Pompey, I have kept me from the cup. Thou art, if thou dar'st be, the earthly Jove : Whate'er the ocean pales*, or sky inclipst, Is thine, if thou wilt have't. Pom.
Show me which way. Men. These three world-sharers, these competi
+ Embraces. '
Are in thy vessel : Let me cut the cable;
Pom. Ah, this thou should'st have done,
[Aside. I'll never follow thy pall'd* fortunes more.Who seeks, and will not take, when once 'tis offer'd, Shall never find it more. Pom.
This health to Lepidus. Ant. Bear him ashore.- I'll pledge it for him,
Enobarbus, welcome. Pom. Fill, till the cup be hid.
Eno. There's a strong fellow, Menas. [Pointing to the attendant who carries off Lepidus. Men.
He bears The third part of the world, man; See'st not? Men. The third part then is drunk: 'Would it
Eno. Drink thou; increase the reels.
Ant. It ripens towards it.-Strike the vesselst, ho!
I could well forbear it.
Be a child o’the time.
.Cæs. Possess it, I'll make answer: but I had ra
ther 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? Рот.
Let's ha't, good soldier. Ant. Come, let us all take hands; Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our sense • In soft and delicate Lethe. Eno.
All take hands.Make battery to our ears with the loud musick : The while, I'll place you: Then the boy shall sing; The holding t every man shall bear, as loud As his strong sides can volley. [Musick plays. Enobarbus places them hand
Cup us, till the world go round!
night. Good brother,
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.'
I'll try you o'the shore. Ant. And shall, sir: give's your hand. Pom.
0, Antony, You have my father's house,-But what? we are
friends : Come, down into the boat. Eno.
Take heed you fall not.
No, to my cabin.-
(A flourish of trumpets, with drums. Eno. Ho, says 'a!--There's my cap. Men,
Ho!--noble captain ! Come.
SCENE I. A plain in Syria.
Enter Ventidius, as after conquest, with Silius,
and other Romans, Officers, and Soldiers; the
Noble Ventidius, Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is warm,
• Pacorus was the son of Orodes, king of Parthia.