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And did deserve his change; for what I have con.
He'll never yield to that.
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
Good my lord,
* Sick, disgusted,
Which soon he granted,
Oct. Do not say so, my lord.
I have eyes upon him,
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:
Only the adulterous Antony, most large
Is it so, sir?
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.
+ Harlot. t Threatens. | Absolutely.
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,
Cleo. Celerity is never more admir'd,
A good rebuke,
By sea! What else?
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.
Pressed in haste. & Incumbered.
Eno. Most worthy sir, you therein throw away
I'll fight at sea.
Ant. Our overplus of shipping will we burn;
Enter a Messenger.
Mess. The news is true, my lord; be is descried :
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.
Sold. O noble emperor, do not fight by sea;
Well, well, away.