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Cleo. That's not so good:-he cannot like her

Char. Like her? O Isis! 'tis impossible.
Cleo. I think so, Charmian: Dull of tongue,

and dwarfish!

What majesty is in her gait? Remember,
If e'er thou look'st on majesty.

Mess. She creeps;

Her motion and her station are as one;
She shows a body rather than a life;'

A statue, than a breather.

Cleo. Is this certain?

Mess. Or I have no observance.

Cleo. The man hath seen some majesty, and should know.

Char. Hath he seen majesty? Isis else de-
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.

SCENE IV.-Athens.-A Room in ANTONY'S


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 public ear:
Spoke scantly of me: when perforce he could
But pay me terms of honour, cold and sickly
He vented them; most narrow measure lent
When the best hint was given him, he not
Or did it from his teeth.§


Oct. O my good lord,

Believe not all; or, if you must believe,
Stomach|| 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 hus-


Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud,
O, bless my brother! Husband win, win bro.

Prays, and destroys the prayer; no midway

"Twixt these extremes at all.

Ant. Gentle Octavia,

Let your best love draw to that point, which
Best to preserve it: If I lose mine honour,
I lose myself: better I were not yours,
Than yours so branchless. But, as you re-
Yourself shall go between us: The mean time,
I'll raise the preparation of a war


Shall stain your brother; Make your soonest
So your desires are yours.

Oct. Thanks to my lord.


I do perceiv't:-There's nothing in her yet: The Jove of power make me most weak, most

Char. Three in Egypt

Cannot make better note.

Cleo. He's very knowing,

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Turn your displeasure that way; for our faults

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


Mess. Round even to faultiness.
Cleo. For the most part too,
They are foolish that are so.-Her hair, what
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. [Exit MESSENGER.
Char. A proper man.

Cleo. Indeed, he is so: I repent me much,
That so I harry'dt him. Why, methinks, by
This creature's no such thing.

Char. O, nothing, madam.
* Standing.

+ Pulled, lugged.


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

SCENE V.-The sume.-Another Room in the

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I grant him part, but then, in his Armenia,
And other of his conquer'd kingdoms, I
Demand the like.

Eros. Cesar, having made use of him in the | And did deserve his change; for what I have wars 'gainst Pompey, presently denied him rivality 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, seizes him: So the poor third is up, till death enlarge his


Eno. Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps,
no more;
And throw between them all the food thou
They'll grind the one the other. Where's An-

Eros. He's walking in the garden-thus;
and spurns

The rush that lies before him; cries, Fool, Lepi-
And threats the throat of that his officer,
That murder'd Pompey.

Eno. Our great navy's rigged.

Eros. For Italy, and Cesar. More, Domi-

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.


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Agr. Whom does he accuse?
Ces. Cesar: and that, having in Sicily
Sextus Pompeius spoil'd, we had not rated



His part o'the isle: then does he say, he lent
Some shipping unrestor'd: 'lastly, he frets,
That Lepidus of the triumvirate
Should be depos'd; and, being, that we detain

All his revenue.

Agr. Sir, this should be answer'd.
Ces. "Tis done already, and the messenger


I have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel;
That he his high authority abus'd,

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Mec. He'll never yield to that.

Ces. Nor must not then be yielded to in this.

Oct. Hail, Cesar, and my lord! hail, most
dear Cesar!

Ces. That ever I should call thee, cast-away!
Oct. You have not call'd me so, nor have

you cau.

Ces. Why have you stol'n upon us thus? You

come not

Like Cesar's sister: The wife of Antony
Should have an army for an usher, and
Long ere she did appear; the trees by the way,
The neighs of horse to tell of her approach,
Should have borne men; and expectation faint-


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


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.

To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did it
Oct. Good my lord,
On my free-will. My lord, Mark Antony
Hearing that you prepar'd for war, acquainted
My grieved ear withal; whereon, I begg'd
His pardon for return.

Ces. Which soon he granted,

Being an obstruct+ 'tween his lust and him.
Oct. Do not say so, my lord.

Ces. I have eyes upon him,

And his affairs come to me on the wind.
Where is he now?

Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his
Ces. No, my most wronged sister; Cleopatra

Oct. My lord, in Athens.


Up to a whore; who now are levying
The kings o'the earth for war: He hath assem-
Bocchus, the king of Lybia; Archelaus,
Of Paphlagonia; the Thracian king, Adallas:
Of Cappadocia; Philadelphos, king
King Malchus of Arabia; king of Pont;
Herod of Jewry; Mithridates, king
Of Comagene; Polemon and Amintas,
The kings of Mede, and Lycaonia, 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!

Ces. Welcome hither:

Your letters did withhold our breaking forth;
Till we perceiv'd, both how you were wrong

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:
Beyond the mark of thought: and the high
Nothing more dear to me. You are abus'd
To do you justice, make them ministers
Of us,
and those that love you. Best of com-
And ever welcome to us.

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Agr. 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 noisest it against us.

Oct. Is it so, Sir? Ces. Most certain. you,

Sister, welcome: Pray

Be ever known to patience: My dearest sister!
SCENE VII.--ANTONY'S Camp, near the
Promontory of Actium.

Cleo. I will be even with thee, doubt it not.
Eno. But why, why, why?

Cleo. Thou hast forespoke my being in these


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,

[bear The horse were merely lost; the mares would A soldier, and his horse.

Cleo. What is't you say?
Eno. Your presence needs must puzzle An-


Take from his heart, take from his brain, from

his time,


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Enter a SOLDIER.

What should not then be spar'd. He is al-Away, my Thetis !**-How now, worthy sol-
Traduc'd for levity; and 'tis said in Rome,
That Photinus a eunuch, and your maids,
Manage this war.

Cleo. Sink Rome; and their tongues rot, That speak against us! A charge we bear i'the


And, as the president of my kingdom, will
Appear there for a man. Speak not against it;
I will not stay behind.

Eno. Nay, I have done:
Here comes the emperor.


Ant. Is't not strange, Canidius,
That from Tarentum, and Brundusium,
He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea,
And take in Toryne?-You have heard on't,


Cleo. Celerity is never more admir'd,

Than by the negligent.

Ant. A good rebuke,


Which might have well becom'd the best of
To taunt at slackness.-Canidius, we

Will fight with him by sea.

Cleo. By sea! What else?

Can. Why will my lord do so? 1

Ant. For** 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 Cesar fought with Pompey: But these
Which serves not for his vantage, he shakes off';
And so should you.

Eno. Your ships are not well mann'd:

• Government. Forbid.

Sold. O noble emperor, do not fight by sea; Trust not to rotten planks: Do you misdoubt The sword, and these my wounds? Let the


And the Phoenicians, gó a ducking; we
Have used to conquer, standing on the earth,
And fighting foot to foot.

Ant. Well, well, away.


Sold. By Hercules, I think, I am i'the right.
Can. Soldier, thou art: but his whole action


Not in the power on't: So our leader's led,
And we are women's men.

The legions and the horse whole, do you not?
Sold. You keep by land

Can. Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius,
Publicola, and Cælius, are for sea: [Cesar's
But we keep whole by land. This speed of
Carriest beyond belief.


Sold. While he was yet in Rome,
His powertt went out in such distractions,§§
Beguil'd all spies.

Can. Who's his lieutenant, hear you?
Sold. They say, 'one Taurus.

Can. Well I know the man.

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+ Pressed in haste. + Ready. Incumbered: ⚫ || Shins. Strange that his forces should be there. ** Cleopatra. ++ Goes, 11 Forces. Detachments, separate bodies.

III Agonizes.

|| Absolutely. ** Because.

SCENE VIII.—A plain near Actium.

Enter CESAR, TAURUS, Officers, and others.
Ces. Taurus,—
Taur. My lord.

Ces. Strike not by land; keep whole :
Provoke not battle, till we have done at sea.
Do not exceed the prescript of this scroll:
Our fortune lies upon this jump.*



Ant. Set we our squadrons on yon' side o'the

In eye of Cesar's battle; from which place
We may the number of the ships behold,
And so proceed accordingly. [Exeunt.
Enter CANIDIUS, marching with his Land Army
one Way over the Stage; and TAURUS, the
Lieutenant of CESAR, the other Way. After
their going in, is heard the Noise of a Sea-

Alarum. Re-enter ENOBARBUS.

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It is asham'd to bear me!-Friends, come hi-
I am so lated* in the world, that I
Have lost my way for ever:-I have a ship
Laden with gold; take that, divide it; fly,
And make your peace with Cesar.

Att. Fly! not we.

Ant. I have fled myself; and have instructed cowards

To run, and show their shoulders.-Friends, be gone;

Eno. Naught, naught, all naught! I can be- I have myself resolv'd upon a course,

hold no longer:

The Antoniad,‡ the Egyptian admiral,
With all their sixty, fly, and turn the rudder;
To see't, mine eyes are blasted.


Scar. Gods, and goddesses, All the whole synod of them! Eno. What's thy passion?

Scar. The greater cantles of the world is lost With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away Kingdoms and provinces.

Eno. How appears the fight?

Scar. On our side like the token'd pestilence,
Where death is sure. Yon' ribald-rid nag¶ of
Whom leprosy o'ertake! i'the midst o'the
When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd,
Both as the same, or rather ours the elder,*
The brizett upon her, like a cow in June,
Hoists sails, and flies.

Eno. That I beheld: mine eyes

Did sicken at the sight on't, and could not
Endure a further view.



Scar. She once being loof'd,‡‡
The noble ruin of her magic, Antony,
Claps on his sea-wing, and like a doting mal-
Leaving the fight in height, flies after her :
I never saw an action of such shame;
Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before
Did violate so itself.

Eno. Alack, alack!

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Which has no need of you; be gone:
My treasure's in the harbour, take it.-0,
My very hairs do mutiny; for the white
I follow'd that I blush to look upon:
Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them
For fear and doting.-Friends, be gone; you


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Iras. Madam; O good empress!-
Eros. Sir, Sir,-

Ant. Yes, my lord, yes ;-He,+ at Philippi,


His sword even like a dancer; while I struck
The lean and wrinkled Cassius; and 'twas I,
That the mad Brutus ended: he alone
Dealt on lieutenantry, and no practice had
In the brave squares of war: Yet now-No
Cleo. Ah, stand by.

Eros. The queen, my lord, the queen.
He is unqualitied with very shame.
Iras. Go to him, madam, speak to him;

Cleo. Well then,-Sustain me:-O!

Eros. Most noble Sir, arise; the queen approaches;

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Her head's declin'd, and death will seize her;
Your comfort makes the rescue.

Ant. I have offended reputation;
A most unnoble swerving.
Eros. Sir, the queen.


Ant. O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? ) See,

How I convey my shame out of thine eyes By looking back on what I have left behind 'Stroy'd in dishonour.

Cleo. O my lord, my lord!
Forgive my fearful sails! I little thought,
You would have follow'd.

Ant. Egypt, thou knew'st too well,

My heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings, And thou should'st tow me after: O'er my spirit

Thy full supremacy thou knew'st; and that Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods Command me..

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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. [Exeunt. SCENE X.-CESAR'S Cump, in Egypt. Enter CESAR, DOLABELLA, THYREUS, and others. Ces. Let him appear that's come from AnKnow you him? [tony.

Dol. Cesar, 'tis his schoolmaster :+ An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither He sends so poor a pinion of his wing, Which had superfluous kings for messengers, Not many moons gone by.

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Shall then have courtesy, so she will yield Us up.

Eup. He says so.

Ant. Let her know it.

To the boy Cesar send this grizled head,
And he will fill thy wishes to the brim
With principalities.

Cleo. That head, my lord?

Ant. To him again; Tell him, he wears the


Of youth upon him; from which the world

should note

Something particular: his coin, ships, legions, May be a coward's; whose ministers would


Under the service of a child, as soon

As i'the command of Cesar: I dare him thereTo lay his gay comparisons apart, [fore And answer me declin'd, sword against sword,

* Paramour.

+ Conforms himself to this breach of his fortune. The only cause of the dispute. Circumstances of splendour.

In age and power.

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