She shall not sue unheard. So to them both. Eup. Fortune pursue thee! Cæs. Bring him through the bands. [Exit EUPHRONius. To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Despatch; [To THYREUS. And in our name, what she requires; add more, From thine invention, offers: women are not, In their best fortunes, strong; but want will perjüre The ne'er-touch'd vestal: Try thy cunning, Thyreus ; Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we Will answer as a law. Thyr. Cæsar, I go. Cas. Observe how Antony becomes his flaw;' And what thou think'st his very action speaks. In every power that moves. Thyr. Cæsar, I shall. [Exeunt. SCENE XI. Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. Enter CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, and IRAS. Cleo. What shall we do, Enobarbus? Eno. Think, and die.. Cleo. Is 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 1 how Antony becomes his flaw;] That is, how Antony Cón forms himself to this breach of his fortune, PD ST Have nick'd his captainship; at such a point, Cleo. Pr'ythee, peace. Enter ANTONY, with EUPHRONius. Ant. Is this his answer? To the boy Cæsar send this grizled head, With principalities. Cleo. That head, my lord? Ant. To him again; Tell him, he wears the rose Of youth upon him; from which, the world should note Something particular:, his coin, ships, legions, May be a coward's; whose ministers would prevail Under the service of a child, as soon As i' the command of Cæsar: I dare him therefore And answer me declin'd, sword against sword, [Exeunt ANTONY and EUPHRONIUS. 2 Have nick'd his captainship ;] i. e. set the mark of folly on it. S he being The mered question:] Mered is, I suspect, a word of our author's forraation, from mere: he being the sole, the entire subject or occasion of the war. MALONE. 4 his gay comparisons apart, And answer me declin'd,] I require of Cæsar not to depend on Eno. Yes, like enough, high-battled Cæsar will To suffer all alike. That he should dream, Att. Enter an Attendant. A messenger from Cæsar. Cleo. What, no more ceremony?-See, my women! Against the blown rose may they stop their nose, [Aside. The loyalty, well held to fools, does make Does conquer him that did his master conquer, Enter THYREus. Cleo. Cæsar's will? Thyr. Hear it apart. Cleo. None but friends; say boldly. that superiority which the comparison of our different fortunes may exhibit to him, but to answer me man to man, in this decline of my age or power. JOHNSON. 5 be stag'd to the show,] that is, exhibited, like conflicting gladiators, to the publick gaze. are A parcel of their fortunes;] i. e. as we should say at present, are of a piece with them. 7 to square.] i. e. to quarrel. Thyr. So, haply, are they friends to Antony. Eno. He needs as many, sir, as Cæsar has; Or needs not us. If Cæsar please, our master Will-leap to be his friend: For us, you know, Whose he is, we are; and that's, Caesar's. Thyr. So.Thus then, thou most renown'd;' Cæsar entreats, Not to consider in what case thou stand'st, Further than he is Cæsar. Cleo. Go on: Right royal. Thyr. He knows, that you embrace not Antony As you did love, but as you fear'd him. Cleo. O! Thyr. The scars upon your honour, therefore, he Does pity, as constrained blemishes, Not as deserv'd. Cleo. He is a god, and knows What is most right: Mine honour was not yielded, But conquer'd merely. Eno. To be sure of that, [Aside. [Exit ENOBARBUS, Shall I say to Cæsar I will ask Antony. Sir, sir, thou'rt so leaky, Thyr. And put yourself under his shrowd, Cleo. What's your name? Thyr. My name is Thyreus. Most kind messenger, Say to great Caesar this, In disputation I kiss his conqu'ring hand: tell him, I am prompt To lay my crown at his feet, and there to kneel! 7 Tell him, from his all-obeying breath I hear Thyr. Cleo. 'Tis your noblest course. Give me grace to lay Your Cæsar's father Oft, when he hath mus'd of taking kingdoms in, Bestow'd his lips on that unworthy place, As it rain'd kisses. The bidding of the fullest man,' and worthiest Eno. You will be whipp'd, Ant. Approach, there:-Ay, you kite!-Now gods and devils! 2 Authority melts from me; Of late, when I cry'd, ho! Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth, And cry, Your will? Have you no ears? I am Enter Attendants. Antony yet. Take hence this Jack, and whip him. Eno. "Tis better playing with a lion's whelp, -Than with an old one dying. Ant. Moon and stars! Whiphim:-Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries Tell him, from his all-obeying breath, &c.] All-obeying breath is, in Shakspeare's language, breath which all obey. Obeying for· sbeyed. So, inexpressive for inexpressible, delighted for delighting, &c. Give me grace-] Grant me the favour. 1 the fullest man,] The most complete, and perfect. 2 Like boys unto a muss,] i, e. a scramble. |