The triple pillar of the world transform'd Aler. Soothsayer.
into a strumpet's rool : behold and see.

Sooth, Your will 1
Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much ? Char. Is this the man P-Is't you, Sir, that
Ant. There's beggary in the love that can be

know things

Sooth. In nature's infinite book of secrecy,
Cleo. I'll set a bourn + how far to be belov'd. A little I can read.
Ant. Then inust thou needs find out new hea. Alex. Show him your hand.
vel, new earth.


Eno. Bring in the banquet quickly; wine
Att. News, my good lord, from Rome Cleopatra's health to drink.

enough, Ant. Grates me :--The sum

Char Good Sir, give me good fortune. Cleo. Nay, hear them, $ Antony:

Sooth. I make not, but foresee.
Fulvia, perchance is angry; or, who knows Char. Pray then, foresee me one.
If the scarce-bearded Cesar have not sent

Sooth. Yon shall be yet far fairer than you are.
His powerful mandate to you, Do this, or this : Char. He means, in flesh.
Take in that kingdom, and enfranchise that : Iras. No, you shall paint when you are old.
Perform't, or else we damn thee.

Char. Wrinkles forbid !
Ant. How, my love !

Aler. Vex not bis prescience : be attentive.
Cleo. Perchance,-nay, and most like,

Chur. Hush !
You must not stay bere longer, your disinission Sooth. You shall be more beloving than be-
Is come from Cesar ; therefore hear it, Antony.--

Where's Fulvia's process ! || Cesar's, I would Char. I had rather heat my liver with drinking.

Alex, Nay, bear hiin.
Call in the messengers.--As I am Egypt's queen, Char. Good now, soine excellent fortune !
Thou blusbest, Antony; and that blood of thine | Let me be married to three kings in a forenoon,
Is Cesar's homager; else so thy cheek pays shanie, and widow them all : let me have a child at tiny,
When sbrill-tougu'd Fulvia scolds-Themes to whom Herod of Jewry * may du homage : find

me to marry me with Octavius Cesar, and coin-
Ant. Let Rome in Tyber melt! and the wide panion me with my mistress.

Sooth. You shall outlive the lady whom you of the rang'd empire fall! Here is my space :

serve. Kingdons are clay : our dungy earth alike Char. O excellent! I love long life better than Feeds beast as man: the nobleness of life

figs. + Is, to do thus ; when such a mutual pair, Sooth. You have seen and proved a fairer


former fortune And such a twain can do't, in which, I bind

Than that which is to approach.
On pain of punishment, the world to weet, Char. Then, belike, my children shall have no
We stand up peerless.

names : 1 Pr'ythee, bow many boys and wenches Cleo. Excellent falsehold !

must I have Why did he marry Fulvia, and not love her - Sooth. If every of your wishes had a womb, I'll seem the fool' i am not : Antony

And fertile every wish, a million. Will be himself.

Char. Out fool! I forgive thee for a witch.
Ant. But stirr'd hy Cleopatra.--

Aler. You think none but your sheets are privy
Now, for the love of Love, ** and her soft hours, to your wishes.
Let's not confound the time with conference Char. Nay, come, tell Tras her's.
harsh :

Aler. We'll know all our fortunes.
There's not a minute of our lives should stretch Eno. Mine, and most of our fortunes, to-night,
Without some pleasure now : What sport to shall be drunk to bed.

Iras. There's a palm presages chastity, if
Cleo. Hear the ambassadors.

nothing else. Ant. Fie, wrangling queen !

Char. Even as the overflowing Nilus presageth
Whom every thing becoines, to chide, to laugh,

To weep ; whose every passion fully strives Iras. Go, you wild bedfellow, you cannot
To make itself, in thee, fair and admir'd! soothsay.
No messenger ; but thine, and all alone,

Char. Nay, if an oily palm be not a fruitful
To-night we'll wander through the streets, and note prognostication, I cannot scratch mine ear.-
The qualities of people. Come, my queen; Pr'ythee, tell her but a worky-day fortune.
Last night you did desire it :--Speak uot to us. Sooth. Your fortunes are alike.

(Ereunt. Ant. and Cleo. with their Train. Iras. But how, but how? give me particulars.
Dem. Is Cesar with Antonius priz'd so slight? Sooth. I have said.

Phi. Sir, sometimes, when he is not Antony, Iras. Am I not an inch of fortune better than He comes too short of that great property

shet Which still should go with Antony.

Char. Well, if you were but an inch of fortune Dem. I'm full sorry,

better than 1, where would you choose itt That he approves the common liar, H who

Iras. Not in my husband's nose. Thus speaks of him at Rome : But I will hope of betier deeds to-morrow. Rest you happy!

Char. Our worser thoughts heavens mend !

Alexas,-come, his fortune, his fortune.-Oh! (Exeunt. let him marry a woman that cannot go, sweet

Isis, 9 I beseech thee! And let her die too, and SCENE II.-The Same.--Another Room.

give him a worse ; and let worse follow worse, Enter CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and a

till the worst of all follow him laughing to his

grave, fifty-fold a cuckold! Good Isis, bear me SOOTHSAYER.

this prayer, though thou deny me a matter of Char. Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most any more weight: good Isis, I beseech thee ! thing Alexas, almost most absolute Alexas,

Iras. Amen. Dear goddess, hear that prayer where's the soothsayer that you praised so to of the people! for, as it is a heart-breaking to the queen ? Oh! that I knew this husband, see a handsome man loose-wived, so it is a deadly which, you say, must charge bis horns with gar- Therefore, dear Isis, keep decorum, and fortune lands!

him accordingly! • One of the triomvirs the three masters of the world. + Bound. * Give me the suhstance. 6 News was formerly a plural noun.

• Vulgarly esteemed the fiercest and proudest inonarch I Summons.

1 Kuow. of antiquity.
.• Or, of Venus.

A common proverb.
tt Fame.
be bastards.

An Egyptian godess.



Mess, Ay :


Ant. Well,

Tulog, plosing i prepares us to produce good seed, 1

('har. Amen.

There's a great spirit gone ! Thus did I desire it : Aler. Lo, now, If it lay in their hands to What our contempts do often nurl from us, make me a cuckold, they would make themselves We wish it our's again; the present pleasure, wbores but they't dort.

By revolution lowering, does becoine
Ero. Hush ! here comes Antony.

The opposite of itself : she's good, being gone ;
Char. Not lie, the queen.

The hand could pluck her back, that shov'd her

on. Enter CLEOPATRA.

I must from this enchanting queen break off ; ('leo. Saw you my lord ?

Ten thousand harıns, more than the ills I know, Eno. No, lady.

My idleness doth batch.-How now! Enobar(leo. Was he not here?

bus! Cher. No, madam, Cleo. He was dispos'd to mirth; but on the


Eno. What's your pleasure, Sir ?
A Roman thought bath struck him.- Enobarbus,-- Ant. I must with haste from hence.
Eno, Madam.

Eno. Why, then, we kill all our women : We Cleo. Seek him, and bring him hither. Where's see how mortal an unkindness is to them; if Alexas ?

they suffer our departure, death's the word, dlz. Here, madam, at your service. My lord Ant. I must be gone. approaches.

Eno. Under a compelling occasion, let women

die : It were pity to cast them away for nothing : Enter Antony, with a MESSENGER, and At- though, between them and a great cause, they tendants.

should be esteemed nothing. Cleopatra, catching Cleo. We will not look upon him : Go with but the least noise of this, dies instantly : I have

seen her die twenty times upon far poorer ino. (Exeunt CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, ALEXAS, ment:* I do think there is mettle in death, which

Iras, CHARMLAN, SOOTHSAYER, and commits some loving act upon her, she hath such

a celerity in dying. Mess

. Falvia thy wife first came into the field. Ant. She is cunning past man's thought. Ant. Against my brother Lucius ?

Eno. Alack, Sir, no : ber passions are made

of nothing but the finest part of pure love: we But soon that war had end, and the time's state cannot call her winds and waters, sighs and tears; Made friends of them, joining their force 'gainst they are greater storms and tempests than alma

uacks cau report: this cannot be cunning in her; Whose better issue in the war, from Italy, if it be, she makes a shower of rain as well as Upon the first encounter, drave them.


Ant. 'Would I had never seen ber ! What worse 1

Eno. O Sir, you had then left unseen a won. Mess. The nature of bad news infects the derful piece of work; which not to bave been teiler.

blessed withal, would have discredited your Ant. When it concerns the fool or coward.travel,

[thus ; Ant. Fulvia is dead.
Things that are past, are done, with me. Tis Eno. Sir ?
Who tells me true, though in his tale lle death, Ant. Fulvia is dead.
I hear him as he latter'd.

Eno. Fulvia ?
Mess. Labieses

Ant. Dvad. Extended. Asia from Euphrates ; This is stiffnews) kath, with hls Parthian force, Eno. Why, Sir, give the gods a thankful sacri

fice. When it pleaseth their deities to take the His conquering bauper shook, from Syria wife of a man from him, it shows to man the To Lydia, and to lonia ;

tailors of the earth ; comforting therein, that Whilst

when old robes are worn out, there are members Ant. Antony, thou would'st say,

to make new. If there were no more women but Mess. O my lord 1

Fulvia, then had you indeed a cut, and the case Ant. Speak to me home; mince not the ge- to be lamented: this grief is crowned with conneral tongue ;

solation--your old smock brings forth a new petName Cleopatra as she's call'd in Rome ; ticoat :-and indeed the tears live in an onion, Rail thou in Fulvia's phrase ; and taunt my that should water this sorrow.

[lice Ant. The business she hath broached in the With such full licence, as both truth and ma- Cannot endure my absence.

[state Have power to utter. 'oh 1 tben we bring forth Eno. And the business you have broached Weeds,

here cannot be without you ; especially that of Fhen our quick winds + lie still; and our ills tola Cleopatra's, which wholly depends on your abode. us,

Ant. No more light answers. Let our officers by as our earing. I Fare thee well a while. Have notice what we purpose. I shall break Mess. At your noble pleasure.

[Erit, The cause of our expedience + to the queen, Ant. From Sicyon how the news? Speak and get her love I to part. For not alone

The death of Fulvia, with more urgent touches, 1 Alt. The man froin Sicyon. Is there such Do strongly speak to us; but the letters too. a one 1

of many our contriving friends in Rome 2 Att. He stays upon your will.

Petitiou us at home : Sextus Pompeius

Hath given the dare to Cesar, and commands These strong Egyptian fetters I must break, The empire of the sea : our slippery people

(Whose love is never link'd to the deserver, Enter another MESSENGER.

Till bis deserts are past,) begin to throw Of lose myself in dotage.--What are you? Pompey the great, and all bis dignities, 2 Mess. Fulvia thy wife is dead.

Upon his son ; who, high in name and power, Ant Where died she?

Higher than both in blood and life, stands up 2 Mess, In Sicyon :

For the main soldier : whose qualiiy, going on, Mer length of sickness, with what else more seri- The sides o'the world may dauger : Much is importeth thee to know, this bears. (ous breeding,

(Gires a letter. Which, like the courser's 5 hair, hath yet but life, Ant. Forbear me. [Erit MESSENGER.

• t'fon far less rcason. Expedidon. 1 Leave. + By some read minds.

Horse's hair, arope into pitrid water, was supposed

to turo into an abdial.

On :



Art. Let him appear,


And not a serpent's poison. Say, our pleasure, Breeds scrupulous faction : Tbe hated, grown to To such whose place is under us, requires


(Pompes Our quick remove from hence.

Are newly grown to love : the condena Eno. I shall do't.

(Ereant. Rich in bis father's honour, creeps apace

Into the hearts of such as have not thrivia

Upon the present state, whose numbers threaten i

And quietness, grown sick of rest, would purge Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARYIAN TRAS,

By any desperate change: My more particular,


And that which most with you should saie

going, Cleo. Where is he?

Is Fulvia's death. Char. I did not see bim since.

Cleo. Though age from folly could not give Cleo. See where he is, who's with him, what

me freedoin, he does :

It does from childishness :-Can Fulvia die it I did not send you ; -If yon find him sad, Ant. She's dead, my queen : Day, I am dancing ; if in mirth, report

Look here, and, at thy sovereign leisnre, read That I am sudden sick : Quick, and return. The garboils she awak'd ; 1 at the last, best :

(Erit ALEXAS. See, when and where she died. Char. Madam, methinks, if you did love him Cleo. O most false love ! dearly,

Where be the sacred vials thou should'st fill You do not hold the method to enforce

With sorrowful water? Now I see, I see, The like from biin.

In Fulvia's death, how mine receiv'd shall be. Cleo. What should I do, I do not !

Ant. Quarrel no more, but be prepar'd to know Char. In each thing give himn way, cross him The purposes ! bear; which are, or cease, in nothing,

As you shall give the advice : Now, by the fire Cleo. Thou teachest like a fool : the way to That quickens Nilus' slime, I go from hence, lose bim.

Thy soldier, servant; making peace, or war, Char. Tempt him not so too far: I wish for. As thou affect'st. bear :

Cleo. Cut my lace, Charmian, come :-
In time we hate that which we often fear. But let it be. I ain quickly ill and wells

So Antony loves.

Ant. My precious queen, forbear ;
But here comes Antony.

And give irvie evidence to his love, which stands Cleo. I am sick, and sollen.

An honourable trial. Ant. I am sorry to give breathing to my pur.

Cleo, So Fulvia told me. pose,

I pr'ythee turn aside, and weep for her ; Cleo. Help me away, dear Charmian, I shall Then bid adieu to me, and say the trars fall;

Belong to Egypt : Good now, play one scene It cannot be this long; the sides of nature of excellent dissembling; and let it looks will not sustain it.

Like perfect honour. Ant. Now, my dearest queen,

Ant. You'll heat my blood; no more. Cleo. Pray you, stand further from me.

Clco. You can do better yet; but this is meetly. Ant. What's the malier ?

Ant. Now, by iny sword, Cleo. I know, by that saine eye, there's some Cleo. And target, -Still he mends; good news.

But this not the best: Look, pr'ythee, Char. What says the married woman - You may go ;

miani, "Would, she had never given you leave to come! How this Herculean Roman does become Let her not say 'tis I that keep you here,

The carriage of his chafe. I have no power upon yon : her's you are.

Ant. I'll leave, you, lady. Ant. The gods best know,

Cleo. Courteous lord, one word. ('leo. Oh! never was there queen

Sir, you and I must part,-but that's not it: So mightily betray'd! Yet, at the first,

Sir, you and I have lov'd, --but there's not it ; I saw the treasons planted.

That you know well : Something it is I would,Ant. Cleopatra,

Oh! my oblivion 9 is a very Antony, Cleo. Why should I tbluk you can be mine, And I am all forgouen. and true,

Ant. But that your royalty
Though you in swearing shake the thronged gods, Holds idleuess your subject, I should take you
Who have beeu false to Fulvia ? Riotous mad. For idleness itself.

Cleo. 'Tis sweating labour,
To be entangled with those mouth-made vows, To bear such idleness so hear the heart
Which break themselves in swearing!

As Cleopatra this. But, Sir, forgive me ;
Ant. Most sweet queen, -

Since my becomings kill me, when they do not Cleo. Nay, pray you, seek do colour for your Eye well to you : Your honour calls you bence ; going,

(ing, Therefore be deaf to my unpitied folly, But bid farewell, and go : when you sued stay. And all the gods go with you! upon your sword Then was the time for words : No going then ;-Sit laurel’d victory! and sinooth success Eternity was in our lips, and eyes ;

Be strew'd before your feet!
Bliss in our brows' bent ; + none our parts so poor,

Ant. Let us go. Come :
But was a race 1 of heaven :-They are so still, Our separation so abides, and fies,
Or thou the greatest soldier of the world, That thou, residing here, go'st yet with ine,
Art turn'd the greatest liar.

And I, hence fleeting, here remain with thee. Ant. How now, lady!


(Ezeunt. Cleo. I would, I had thy inches thou shouldst know,

SCENE IV.- Rome.-An apartment in

CESAR'S House.
There were a heart in Egypt.
Ant. Hear me, queen :

Enter OCTAVIUS CESAR, LEPIDUS, and Atter. The strong necessity of time commands

dants. Our services a while ; but my full heart Remains in use with yon, Our Italy

Ces. You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth

know, Shines o'er with civil swords ; Sextus Pompeius Makes his approaches to the port of Rome :

It is not Cesar's natural vice to hate Equality of two domnestic powers

One great competitor : 11 from Alexandria

• Render my going agreeable. Can Fulvia be dead ? • Lock as if I did not send you, +0jr eye brows, The commotion she occasioned. Oblis ous memory. 1 A táste. Gate.

| Associate or partust.

This is the news-He fishes, drinks, and wastes | Yea, like the stag, when snow the pasture sheets,
The lamps of night in revel: is not more man- The barks of trees thou browsed'st; on the Alps

It is reported, thou did'st eat strange Resh,
Than Cleopatra ; nor the queen Ptolemy Which some did die to look on : And all this,
More womanly than he: hardly gave audience, or (It wounds thine honour, that I speak it now,
Vouchsafd to think he had partners : You shall was borne so like a soldier, that ihy cheek
find there

So much as lank'd not.
A man, who is the abstract of all faults

Lep. It is pity of bim.
That all men follow.

Ces. Let his shames quickly
Lep. I must not think there are

Drive him to Rome : Tis time we twain
Evils en to darken all his goodness : Did show ourselves i'the field ; and, to that end,
His faults, in bim, seem as the spots of heaven, Assemble we immediate council : Pompey
More fiery by night's blackness ; hereditary, Thrives in our idleness.
Rather than purchas'd * what he cannot change, Lep. To-morrow, Cesar,
Than what be chooses.

I shall be furnish'd to inform you rightly
Cos. You are too indulgent : let us grant, it is Both what by sea and land I can be able,

To 'front this present time.
Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy ;

Ces. Till which encounter,
To give a kingdom for a mirth; to sit

It is my business too. Farewell.
And keep the turn of tippling with a slave ; Lep. Farewell, my lord : What you shall know
To reel the streets at noon, and stand the buffet

mean time
With koaves that smell of sweat : say, this be of stirs abroad, I shall beseech you, Sir,
comes bim,

To let me be partaker.
(As his composure must be rare Indeed,

Ces. Doubt not, Sir;
Whom tbese things cannot blemish,) yet must I knew it for my bond.

No way escase his soils, when we do bear

SCENE V.-Alexandria.-A Room in the
So great weight in his lightness. + If he fill'd

His vacancy with bis voluptuousness,

Full surseits, and the dryness of his bones

TRAS, and

Call on him i fort: but, to confound 5 such time,
That drums him from his sport, and speaks as Cleo. Charmian,

Char. Madam.
As bis own state, and ours, 'tis to be chid Cleo. Ha, ha !
As we rate boys, who, being mature in know. Give me to drink mandragora. +

Char. Why, madam;
Pawn their experience to their present pleasure, Cleo. That I might sleep out this great gap of
And so rebel to judgment.
My Antony is away.

Char. You think of him

Too much.
Lep. Here's more news.

Cleo. O treason 1
Mess. Thy biddings bave been done; and Char. Madam, I trust, not so,
every hour,

Cleo. Thou eunuch ! Mardian !
Most noble Cesar, shalt thou have report

Mar. What's your higbness' pleasure 1
How 'tis abroad. Pompey is strong at sea ;

Cleo. Not now to hear thee sing; I take no
And, it appears, he is belov'd of those

That only have lear'd Cesar : to the ports In aught a eunuch has : 'Tis well for thee,
The discontents | repair, and men's reports That, being unseminai'd, I thy freer thoughts
Give him much wrong'd.

May not dy forth of Egypt. Hast thou affec-
Ces. I should have known no less :

tions 1 It bath been taught us from the primal state, Mar. Yes, gracious madam. That he, which is, was wisb'd, until he were ; Cleo. Indeed ? And the ebb'd man, ne'er lov'd, till ne'er worth Mar. Not in deed, madam for I can do 20. love


Cornes dear'd, by being lack'd. This common Bat what in deed is honest to be done .
Like a vagabond flag upon the streain,

Yet have I ferce affections, and think
Goes to, and back, lackeying the varying lide,

Wbat Venus did with Mars.
To rot itself with motion.

Cleo. O Charmian,
Mess. Cesar, 1 bring thee word,

Where think'st thou he is now Stands he, or
Mesecrates and Menas, famous pirates,

sits be
Make the sea serve them : which they ear ** and Or does he walk e or is he on his horse ?

O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony
With keels of every kind : Many lmt inroads Do bravely, horsel for wot'st thou whom thon
They make in Italy ; the borders maritime

mos'st 1
Lack blood # to think on't, and Ausb #t youtk The demi-Aulas of this earth, the arm

Aud burgonet 9 of men. He's speaking now,
No vessel can peep forth, but 'tis as soon Or murinuring, Where's my serpent of old
Taken as seen ; for Pompey's same strikes more Nile ?
Than could his war resisted.

For so he calls me : Now I feed myself

With most delicious poisot :--Think on me,
Leave thy lascivious wassals. $$ When thou once That am with Phæbus amorous pinches black,
Wastheaten from Modena, where thou slew'st And wrinkled deep in time } Broad-fronted
Hiruins and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel

Isid famine follow'; whora thou fought'st against, when thou wast here above the ground, I was


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With looking on his life. The roughest berry on the rudest hedge ;

Enter ALEXAS. . Precured by his own fall.

Would punish him for it.

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Cleo. How much unlike art thou Mark An. Men. Cesar and Lepidus
tony !

Are in the field ; a mighty strength they carry
Yet, coming from him, that great medicine hath Pom. Where have you this ? 'uis false.
With his tinct gilded thee.

Men. From Silvius, Sir.
How goes it with my brave Mark Antony ? Pom. He dreams : 'I kuow they are in Rome
Aler. Last thing he did, dear queeu,

He kiss'd,-the last of many doubled kisses, Looking for Antony : But all charms of love,
This orient pearl.-His speech sticks in any heart. Salt Cleopatra, soften thy wan'd. lip!
Cleo. Mine ear must pluek it thence.

Let witchcran join with beauty, lust with both !
Aler. Good friend, quoth be,

Tie up the libertine in a field of feasts,
Say, the firm Roman to great Egypt sends Keep his brain faming ; Epicúrean cooks,
This treasure of an oyster ; at whose foot Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite;
To mend the petty present, I will piece That sleep and feeding inay prorogue bis bonour,
Her opulent throne with kingdoms ; All the Even till i a Lethe'd dullness How wow,


rius ?
Say thou, shall call her mistress. So he nodded,
And soberly did mount a terinagant • steed,

Who neigh'd so high, that what I would have spoke Var. This is most certain that I shall deliver :
Was beastly dumb'd hy bím.

Mark Antony is every hour in Rome
Cleo. What, was he sad, or merry!

Expected; since he went from Egypt, 'tis
Alex. Like to the ume d'the year between the A space for further travel.

Pom. I could have given less matter
or hot and cold ; be was nor sad, nor merry. A better ear.--Menas, I did not tbink

Cleo. O well-divided disposition !-Note hiin, This amorous surfeiter world have don'd this
Note him, good Chariniail, 'tis the man ; but for such a petty war: his soldiersbip [helun ý
note liiin :

Is twice the other twain : But let us rear
He was not sad ; for he would shine on those The higher our opinion, that our stirring
That make their looks by his : he was not werry; Can fron the lap of Egypt's widow pluck
Which seem'd to tell them, his remembrance lay The ne'er lust-wearied Antony.
In Egypt with his joy : but between both :

Alen. I cannot hope,
o heavenly mingle ; Be'st thou sad, of merry, Cesar and Antony shall well greet together :
The violence of either thee becomes ;

His wife, that's dead, did trespasses to Cesar;
So does it no man else.-- Met'st thou my posts? His brother warr'd upon him; although, I think,

Aler. Ay, madain, twenty several inessengers : Not mov'd by Antony.
Why do you send so thick 1

Pom. I know not, Menas,
Cleo. Who's born that day

How lesser enmities may give way to greater.
When I forget to send to Autony,

Were't not that we stand lip against them all,
Shall die a beggar.-Ink and paper, Charmian.- 'Twere pregnant they should square | between
Welcome, my good Alexas.---Did 1, Charmian,

themselves ;
Ever love Cesar so

For they have entertained cause enough
Char. O that brave Cesar!

To draw their swords; but how the fear of us
Cleo. Be chok'd with such another emphasis ! May cenient their divisions, and bind up
Say, the brave Antony.

The petly difference, we yet not know.
Char. The valiant Cesar !

Be it as our gods will have it ! It only stands
Cleo. By Isis, I will give thee bloody teeth, Our lives upon, to use our strongest hands.
If thou with Cesar paragon again

Come, Menas.
My man of inen.

Char. By your most gracious pardon, SCENE 11.---Rome.-A Room in the house of
I sing but after you.

Cleo. My sallad days,
When I was green in judgment :--cold in blood,

To say as I said theu ! --But, coine, away :
Get me ink and paper : he shall have every day And shall become you well, to entreat your cap,

Lep: Good Enobarbus, 'tis a worthy deed,
A several greeting, or I'll unpeople Egypt. To soft and gentle speech.

(Excunt, Eno. I shall entreat hun

To answer like himself: if Cesar move him,

Let Autony look over Cesar's head,

And speak as loud as Mars. By Júpiter,

Were i the wearer of Antonius' beard,
SCENE I.-Messina.-A Room in Pompey's I would not shave to-day.

Lep. 'Tis not a time

For private stoniaching.
Enter POMPEY, MEN ECBATES, and Menas. Eno. Every time

Serves for the matter that is then born in it.
Pom. If the great gods be just, they shall assist Lep. But small to greater matters must give
The deeds of justest men.
Ment. Know, worthy Pompey,


En. Noi is the small come first,
That what they do delay, they not deny.
Pom. Whiles we are suitors to their throne, But, pray you, stir no embers up. Here comes

Lep. Your speech is passion :
The thing we sue for.

[decays The noble Antony.
Mene. We, ignorant of ourselves,
Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Enter ANTONY and VENTIDIUS.
Deny us for our good ; su find we proot,

Eno. And yonder, Cesar.
By losing of our prayers.
Pom. I shall do well :

The people love me, and the sea is mine :


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Ant. If we compose ? well bere, lo Parthia : My power's a crescent, and my auguring hope Says, it will come to the full.

Mark Antony

Hark you, Ventidins.

Ces. I do not know, In Egypt sits at dinner, and will make

Mecænas; ask Agrippa. No wars without doors : Cesar gets money, where

Lep. Noble friends, He loses hearts : Lepidus flatters boin,

That which combiu'd'us was most great, and let or both is flatter'd ; but be neither loves,

not For either cares for him.

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Helalt. • Furious,

I Quarrel.


• Taded.

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