Mess. Madam, in Rome. I look'd her in the face; and saw her led Mess. She is not, madam. Cleo. The man hath seen some majesty, and should know. Char. Hath he seen majesty? Isis else de- But 'tis no matter; thou shalt bring him to me SCENE IV.-Athens-A Room in ANTONY'S House. Oct. O my good lord, Believe not all; or, if you must believe, Cleo. Didst hear her speak? Is she shrill-Praying for both parts: Mess. Madam, I heard her speak; she is low voic'd. Cleo. That's not so good:-he cannot like her Char. Like her? O Isis! 'tis impossible. and dwarfish! What majesty is in her gait? Remember, Mess. She creeps; Her motion and her station are as one; A statue, than a breather. Cleo. Is this certain? And the good gods will mock me presently, band! Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud, Prays, and destroys the prayer; no midway Ant. Gentle Octavia, [seeks quested, Shall stain your brother; Make your soonest Oct. Thanks to my lord. [haste; I do perceiv't:-There's nothing in her yet:- The Jove of power make me most weak, most Mess. Or I have no observance. Char. Three in Egypt Cannot make better note. Cleo. He's very knowing, [be Your reconciler! Wars 'twixt you twain would As if the world should cleave, and that slain [men Should solder** up the rift.tt 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 Can never be so equal, that your love As she would wish it. Cleo. There is gold for thee. Thou must not take my former sharpness ill:- Cleo, Indeed, he is so: I repent me much, + Pulled, lugged. Can equally move with them. Provide your SCENE V.-The sume.-Another Room in the same. Eros. Cesar, having made use of him in the 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 confine. Eno. Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more; [hast, And throw between them all the food thou They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony? Eros. He's walking in the garden-thus; and spurns [dus! The rush that lies before him; cries, Fool, LepiAnd threats the throat of that his officer, That murder'd Pompey. Eno. Our great navy's rigged. Eros. For Italy, and Cesar. More, Domitius; My lord desires you presently: my news 1 might have told hereafter. Eno. "Twill be naught: But let it be.-Bring me to Antony. [Exeunt. In Alexandria, here's the manner of it,- Mee. This in the public eye? [kings: His sons he there proclaim'd, The kings of Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia, He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assign'd Syria, Cilicia, and Phoenicia: She In the habiliments of the goddess Isis That day appear'd; and oft before gave audiAs 'tis reported, so. Mec. Let Rome be thus Inform'd. [ence Agr. Who, queasy with his insolence Already, will their good thoughts call from him. Ces. The people know it; and have now reHis accusations. him [ceiv'd Agr. Whom does he accuse? Ces. Cesar: and that, having in Sicily Sextus Pompeius spoil'd, we had not rated [me 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. And did deserve his change; for what I have conquer' I grant him part but then, in his Armenia, Mec. He'll never yield to that. Ces. Nor must not then be yielded to in this. Eater OCTAVIA. 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 can. Ces. Why have you stol'n upon us thus? You come not Like Cesar's sister: The wife of Antony Longing for what it had not: nay, the dust come A market-maid to Rome; and have prevented To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did it Ces. Which soon he granted, Being an obstruct+ 'tween his lust and him. Ces. I have eyes upon him, And his affairs come to me on the wind. Oct. My lord, in Athens. Ces. No, my most wronged sister; Cleopatra Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire Up to a whore; who now are levying [bled The kings o'the earth for war: He hath assemBocchus, the king of Lybia; 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, 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 led, And we in negligent danger. Cheer your heart: To do you justice, make them ministers his time, [ready dier? Enter a SOLdier. What should not then be spar'd. He is al-Away, my Thetis !**-How now, worthy sol- 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; I will not stay behind. Eno. Nay, I have done: Here comes the emperor. Enter ANTONY and CANIDIUS. 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, sweet? 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 Egyptians, And the Phoenicians, gó a ducking; we Have used to conquer, standing on the earth, And fighting foot to foot. Ant. Well, well, away. [Exeunt ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, and ENOBARBUS. Sold. By Hercules, I think, I am i'the right. Can. Soldier, thou art: but his whole action grows Not in the power on't: So our leader's led, The legions and the horse whole, do you not? Can. Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius, Publicola, and Cælius, are for sea: [Cesar's But we keep whole by land. This speed of Carries++ beyond belief. [as Sold. While he was yet in Rome, Can. Who's his lieutenant, hear you? Can. Well I know the man. • Enter a MESSenger. 1 Threatens. Take, subdue. [Exeunt. + Ready. Enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS. Ant. Set we our squadrons on yon' side o'the hill In eye of Cesar's battle; from which place Alarum. Re-enter ENOBARBUS. Eno. Naught, naught, all naught! I can behold no longer: The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral, Enter SCARUS. 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 Egypt, [fight, 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 brizeft 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 Ant. Hark, the land bids me tread no more upon't, [ther, It is asham'd to bear me!-Friends, come hiI 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; I have myself resolv'd upon a course, Have letters from me to some friends, that will Sweep your way for you. Pray you, look not sad, Nor make replies of loathness: take the hint Which my despair proclaims; let that be left Which leaves itself: to the sea side straight way: I will possess you of that ship and treasure. Leave me, I pray, a little: 'pray you now:Nay, do so; for, indeed, I have lost command, Therefore I pray you :-I'll see you by and by. [Sits down. Enter EROS, and CLEOPATRA, led by CHARMIAN and IRAS. Eros. Nay, gentle madam, to him:-Comfort him. Irus. Do, most dear queen. Char. Do! Why, what else? Eros. See you here, Sir? Char. Madam, Her head's declin'd, and death will seize her; ¦ Of audience, nor desire, shall fail; so she Your comfort makes the rescue. Ant. I have offended reputation; A most unnoble swerving. Eros. Sir, the queen. [but 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! 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. master, 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. From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend,* Or take his life there: This if she perform, She shall not sue unheard. So to them both. Eup. Fortune pursue thee! Ces. Bring him through the bands. [Exit EUPHRONIUS. To try thy eloquence, now '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 fortunes, strong; but want will perjure The ne'er-touch'd vestal: Try thy cunning, Thyreus ; Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we Will answer as a law. 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, 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 May be a coward's; whose ministers would Something particular: his coin, ships, legions, prevail Under the service of a child, as soon As i'the command of Cesar: I dare him there[fore To lay his gay comparisons apart, 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. |