Come, sir, come;
I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love:
Look, here I have you; thus I let you go,

Agr. Indeed, he ply'd them both with excellent | And give you to the gods.
praises.
Eno. But he loves Cæsar best;· Yet he loves

Mess.

She was a widow.

Cleo.

Madam,

Widow? - Charmian, hark. Mess. And I do think, she's thirty.

As if the world should cleave, and that slain men
Should solder up the rift.

Ant. When it appears to you where this begins,
Turn your displeasure that way; for our faults

Cleo. Bear'st thou her face in mind? is it long, Can never be so equal, that your love

or round?

Mess. Round even to faultiness.
Cleo.
For the most part too,
They are foolish that are so.- Her hair, what colour?
Mess. Brown, madam: And her forehead is as low
As she would wish it.

Cleo.
There is gold for thee.
Thou must not take my former sharpness ill :
I will employ thee back again; I find thee
Most fit for business: Go, make thee ready;
Our letters are prepar❜d.
Char.

[Exit Messenger.
A proper man.

I repent me much,
Why, methinks, by him,

Cleo. Indeed he is so
That so I harry'd 2 him.
This creature's no such thing.
Char.

O, nothing, madam.
Cleo. The man hath seen some majesty, and should

know.

Char. Hath he seen majesty? Isis else defend,
And serving you so long!

Cleo. I have one thing more to ask him yet, good
Charmian :

But 'tis no matter: thou shalt bring him to me
Where I will write: All may be well enough.
Char. I warrant you, madam.

[Exeunt.

Can equally move with them. Provide your going;
Choose your own company, and command what cost
Your heart has mind to.
[Exeunt.

SCENE V. - Another Room in the same.

Enter ENOBARBUS and EROS, meeting.

Eno. How now, friend Eros?

Eros. There's strange news come, sir.
Eno. What, man?

Eros. Cæsar and Lepidus have made wars upon
Pompey.

Eno. This is old; What is the success? 6

Eros. Cæsar, having made use of him 7 in the wars 'gainst Pompey, presently denied him rivality 8; would not let him partake in the glory of the action: and not resting here, accuses him of letters he had formerly wrote to Pompey; upon his own appeal 9, seizes him: So the poor third is up, till death enlarge his confine.

Eno. Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no
more;

And throw between them all the food thou hast,
They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?
Eros. He's walking in the garden - thus; and
spurns

The rush that lies before him; cries, Fool, Lepidus!

Athens. A Room in Antony's And threats the throat of that his officer,

House.

Enter ANTONY and OCTAVIA.

Ant. Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that,
That were excusable, that, and thousands more
Of semblable import, — but he hath wag'd
New wars 'gainst Pompey; made his will, and read it
To publick ear:

Spoke scantly of me: when perforce he could not
But pay me terms of honour, cold and sickly

He vented them; most narrow measure lent me :
When the best hint was given him, he not took't,
Or did it from his teeth. 3

Octa.
O my good lord,
Believe not all; or, if you must believe,
Stomach 4 not all. A more unhappy lady,
If this division chance, ne'er stood between,
Praying for both parts:

And the good gods will mock me presently,
When I shall pray, O bless my lord and husband!
Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud,
O, bless my brother! Husband win, win brother,
Prays, and destroys the prayer; no midway
'Twixt these extremes at all.

That murder'd Pompey.

Eno.

Our great navy's rigged. Eros. For Italy, and Cæsar. More, Domitius; My lord desires you presently: my news

I might have told hereafter.

Eno.

"Twill be naught: But let it be. - Bring me to Antony.

Eros. Come, sir.

[Exeunt.

SCENE VI.-Rome. A Room in Cæsar's House.

Enter CESAR, AGRIPPA, and MECENAS.
Cas. Contemning Rome, he has done all this:
And more;

In Alexandria, — here's the manner of it,
I' the market place, on a tribunal silver'd,
Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold
Were publickly enthron'd; at the feet, sat
Cæsarion, whom they call my father's son ;
And all the unlawful issue, that their lust
Since then hath made between them. Unto her
He gave the 'stablishment of Egypt; made her
Of lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia,
Absolute queen.

Mec.

This in the publick eye?

Cas. 1' the common show-place, where they ex-
ercise.

His sons he there proclaim'd, The kings of kings:
Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia,

He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assigned
Syria, Cilicia, and Phoenicia: She
In the habiliments of the goddess Isis
That day appear'd; and oft before gave audience,
As 'tis reported, so.
Mec.
Inform'd.

6 What follows?

8 Equal rank.

Let Rome be thus

7 i. c. Lepidus,

9 Accusation.

cause.

The kings of Mede, and Lycaonia, with a
More larger list of scepters.

Octa.

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 negligent 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.
And ever welcome to us.
Agr.

Best of comfort;

Welcome, lady.

Mec. Welcome, dear madam.
Each heart in Rome does love and pity you :
Only the adulterous Antony, most large
In his abominations, turns you off;
And gives his potent regiment to a trull,
That noises it against us.

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

[Exeunt.

Cas. Why have you stol'n upon us thus? You SCENE VII. Antony's Camp near the Pro

come not

Like Caesar'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 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.

Ocla.

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 griev'd ear withal; whereon, I begg'd
His pardon for return.
Cæs.

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

montory of Actium.

not we

Be there in person?

Eno. Well, I could reply:

Cleo.
What is't you say?
Eno. Your presence needs must puzzle Antony;
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.

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 man. Speak not against it;

Octa. Do not say so, my lord.
Cæs.
I have eyes upon him, I will not stay behind.
And his affairs come to me on the wind.
Eno.
Where is he now?
Here comes the emperor.

My lord, in Athens.

Octa.
Cæs. No, my most wronged sister; Cleopatra
Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire
To Cleopatra; they 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,
1 Sick, disgusted. 2 Assigned.

3 Show, token.

4 Government.

5 Forbid.

Cæsar, 'tis his schoolmaster 9; An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither Eros. Nay, gentle madam, to him:-Comfort He sends so poor a pinion of his wing,