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And did deserve his change; for what I have con.

quer'd,
I grant him part; but then, in his Armenia,
And other of his conquer'd kingdoms, I
Demand the like.
Mec.

He'll never yield to that.
Ces. Nor must not then be yielded to in this.

Enter Octavia. Oct. Hail, Cægar, and my lord ! hail, most dear

Cæsar! Cæs. That ever I should call thee, cast-away! Oct. You have not call'd me so, nor have you

cause. Cæs. Why have you stol'n upon us thus ? You

come not
Like Cæsar's sister: The wife of Antony
Should have an army for an usher, and
The neighs of horse to tell of her approach,
Long ere she did appear; the trees by the way,
Should have borne men; and expectation fainted,
Longing for what it had not : nay, the dust.
Should have ascended to the roof of heaven,
Rais'd by your populous , troops : But you are

come
A market-maid to Rome; and have prevented
The ostent i of our love, which, left unshown,
Is often left unlov'd: we should have met you
By sea, and land ; supplying every stage
With an augmented greeting.
Oct.

Good my lord,
To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did it
On my free-will. My lord, Mark Antony, .
Hearing that you prepar'd for war, acquainted
My grieved ear withal ; whereon, I begg'd
His pardon for return.

† Assigned.

* Sick, disgusted,

Show, token.

Ces.

Which soon he granted,
Being an obstruct 'tween his lust and him.

Oct. Do not say so, my lord.
Cas.

I have eyes upon him,
And his affairs come to me on the wind.
Where is he now?
Oct.

My lord, in Athens, Cæs. No, my most wronged sister; Cleopatra Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire Up to a whore; who now are levying The kings o'the earth for war: He hath assembled Bocchus, the king of Libya; Archelaus, Of Cappadocia ; Philadelphos, king Of Paphlagonia; the Thracian king, Adallas; King Malchus of Arabia ; king of Pont; Herod of Jewry; Mithridates, king Of Comagene; Polemon and Amintas, The kings of Mede, and Lyaconia, with A More larger list of sceptres. Oct.

Ah me, most wretched, That have my heart parted betwixt two friends, That do afflict each other! Cas.

Welcome hither: Your letters did withhold our breaking forth; Till we perceiv'd, both how you were wrong led, And we in negligeut danger. Cheer your heart: Be you not troubled with the time, which drives O'er your content these strong necessities; But let determin'd things to destiny Hold unbewail'd their way. Welcome to Rome : Nothing more dear to me. You are abus'd Beyond the mark of thought: and the high gods, To do you justice, make them ministers Of us, and those that love you. Best of comfort ; And ever welcome to us. Agr.

· Welcome, lady. Mac, Welcome, dear madam, Each heart in Rome does love and pity you:

• Obstruction.

Only the adulterous Antony, most large
In his abominations, turns you off ;
And gives his potent regiment to a trullt,
That noises its against us.
Oct.

Is it so, sir?
Caes. Most certain. Sister, welcome: Pray you,
Be ever known to patience: My dearest sister!

(Exeunt.

SCENE VII.

Adtony's camp, near the promontory of Actium.

Enter Cleopatra and Enobarbus. Cleo. I will be even with thee, doubt it not. Eno. But why, why, why? Cleo. Thou hast forspokep my being in these

wars; And say'st, it is not fit. Eno.

Well, is it, is it? * Cleo. Is't not? Denounce against us, why should

not we Be there in person?

Eno. Aside.) Well, I could reply: If we should serve with horse and mares together, The horse were merely | lost; the mares would bear A soldier, and his horse. Cleo.

What is't you say? Eno. Your presence needs must puzzle Autony; Take from his heart, take from his brain, from bis

time, What should not then be spar'd. He is already. Traduc'd for levity; and 'tis said in Rome, That Photinus an eunuch, and your maids, Manage this war.

• Government.

Forbid.

+ Harlot. t Threatens. | Absolutely.

Cleo.

Sink Rome; and their tongues rot, That speak against us! A charge we bear i'the war, And, as the president of my kingdom, will Appear there for a mau. Speak not against it; I will not stay bebind. Eno.

Nay, I have done: Here comes the emperor.

Enter Antony and Canidius. Ant.

Is't not strange, Canidius,
That from Tarentum, and Brundusium,
He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea,
And take in* Toryne - You have heard on't, sweet?

Cleo. Celerity is never more admir'd,
Than by the negligent.
Ant.

A good rebuke,
Which might have well becom'd the best of men,
To taunt at slackness.-Capidius, we
Will fight with him by sea.
Cleo.

By sea! What else?
Can. Why will my lord do so ?
Ant.

Fort he dares us to't. Eno. So hath my lord dar'd him to single fight.

Can. Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharsalia, : Where Cæsar fought with Pompey: But these offers, Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes off ; And so should you.' Eno.

Your ships are not well mann'd: Your mariners are muleteerst, reapers, people Ingross'd by swift impress $; in Cæsar's fleet Are those, that often have'gainst Pompey fought: Their ships are yare |; yours, heavy. No disgrace Shall fall you for refusing him at sea, Being prepar'd for land. Ant.

By sea, by sea.

• Take, subdue.
1 Mule-drivers.
| Ready.

Because.

Pressed in haste. & Incumbered.

Eno. Most worthy sir, you therein throw away
The absolute soldiership you have by land;
Distract your army, which doth most consist
Of war-mark'd foot-men ; leave unexecuted
Your own renowned knowledge ; quite forego
The way wbich promises assurance; and
Give up yourself merely to cbauce and hazard,
From firm security.
Ant.

I'll fight at sea.
· Cleo. I have sixty sails*, Cæsar none better.

Ant. Our overplus of shipping will we burn;
And, with the rest full-maon'd, from the head of

Actium
Beat the approaching Cæsar. But if we fail,

Enter a Messenger.
We then can do't at land.-Thy business?

Mess. The news is true, my lord; be is descried :
Cæsar has taken Toryne.

Ant. Can he be there in person ? 'tis impossible; Strange, that his power should bet.-Canidius, Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by lapd. And our twelve thousand horse :- We'll to our ship;

Enter a Soldier.
Away, my Thetis !-How now, worthy soldier?

Sold. O noble emperor, do not fight by sea;
Trust not to rotten planks : Do you misdoubt
This sword, and these my wounds? Let the Egyp- .

tians,
And the Phoenicians, go a ducking; we
Have used to conquer, standing on the earth,
And fighting foot to foot.
Ant,

Well, well, away.
(Exeunt Antony, Cleopatra, and Enobarbus.

* Ships.
+ Strange that his forces should be there.

Cleopatra.

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