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Forgive my fearful sails! I little thought,
Egypt, thou knew'st too well,
O, my pardon. Ant.
Now I must To the young man send humble treaties, dodge And palter in the shifts of lowness; who With half the bulk o'the world play'd as I pleas'd, Making, and marring fortunes. You did know, How much you were my conqueror; and that My sword, made weak by my affection, would Obey it on all cause. Cleo.
O pardon, pardon. Ant. Fall not a tear, I say; one of them rates All that is won and lost: Give me a kiss; Even this repays me.- We sent our schoolmaster, Is he come back ? - Love, I am full of lead :Some wine, within there, and our viands :--Fortune
knows, We scorn her most, when most she offers blows.
Cæsar's camp, in Egypt.
Enter Cæsar, Dolabella, Thyreus, and others.
Cæs. Let him appear that's come from Antony.Koow you him? Dol.
Cæsar, 'tis his schoolmastert:
• Values. 1 Euphronius, schoolmaster to Antony's children.
An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither
Enter Euphronius. Cæs.
Approach, and speak. Eup. Such as I am, I come from Antony: I was of late as petty to his ends, As is the morn-dew on the myrtle leaf To his grand sea*. Cæs.
Be it so; Declare thine office,
Eup. Fortune pursue thee!
Bring him through the bands.
[Exit Euphronius: To try thy eloquence, pow 'tis time : Despatch; From Antony win Cleopatra: promise,
(To Thyreus. And in our name, what she requires ; add more, From thine invention, offers : women are not, In their best fortuves, strong; but want will perjure
• As is the dew to the sea. + Diadem, the crown.
The ne'er-touch'd vestal: Try thy cunning, Thyreus;
Cæsar, I go..
Cæsar, I shall.
Alexandria. A room in the palace.
Enter Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Charmian, and Iras.
Think, and die, Cleo. Js Antony, or we, in fault for this?
Eno. Antony only, that would make his will Lord of his reason. What although you fled From that great face of war, whose several ranges Frighted each other? why should he follow? The itch of his affection should not then Have nick'd his captainship; at such a point, When half to half the world oppos'd, he being The mered questiont: 'Twas a shame no less Than was his loss, to course your flying flags, And leave his navy gazing. Clco.
Enter Antony, with Euphronius.
Ay, my lord, Conforms himself to this breach of his fortune. + The only cause of the dispute.
Eup. He says so.
Let her know it.
That head, my lord ?
(Exeunt Antony and Euphronius. · Eno. Yes, like enough, high-battled Cæsar will Unstate his happiness, and be stag'd to the show, Against a sworder. I see, men's judgements are A parcelt of their fortunes, and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike. That he should dream, Knowing all measures, the full Cæsar will Answer his emptiness Cæsar, thou hast subdu'd His judgement too.
Enter an Attendant. Att.
A messenger from Cæsar. Cleo. What, no more ceremony?-See, my wo.
men! Against the blown rose may they stop their nose, That kneel'd unto the buds.-Admit bim, sir.
• Circumstances of splendor.
Are of a piece with them.
Eno. Mine honesty, and I, begin to square*.
(Aside. The loyalty well lield to fools, does make Our faith mere folly :-Yet, he, that can endure To follow with allegiance a fallen lord, Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i' the story.
Cæsar's will ?
None but friends; say boldly. Thyr. So, haplyt, are they friends to Antony.
Eno. He needs as many, sir, as Cæsar has;
Go on : Right royal. Thyr. He knows, that you embrace not Antony As you did love, but as you fear'd him. Cleo.
0! Thyr. The scars upon your honour, therefore, he Does pity, as constrained blemishes, Not as deserv'd.
He is a god, and knows
To be sure of that,
[Erit Enobarbus. Thyr.
Shall I say to Cæsar What you require of him? for he partly begs