read it To public ear: Spoke scantly of me: when perforce he could not2 Oct. O my good lord, Praying for both parts: And the good gods will mock me presently, O, bless my brother! Husband win, win brother, Ant. Gentle Octavia, Let your best love draw to that point, which seeks I lose myself: better I were not yours, Shall stain your brother; Make your soonest haste; Oct. Thanks to my lord. The Jove of power make me most weak, most Your reconciler! Wars 'twixt you twain would be Ant. When it appears to you where this begins, Eno. Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more; And throw between them all the food thou hast, spurns The rush that lies before him; cries, Fool, Lepidus! Our great navy's rigged. Eros. For Italy, and Cæsar. More, Domitius; 'Twill be naught: But let it be. Bring me to Antony. [Exeunt. SCENE VI. -Rome. A room in Cæsar's house. Cæs. Contemning Rome, he has done all this ; In Alexandria, here's the manner of it,- And all the unlawful issue, that their lust Since then hath made between them. Unto her Мас. Inform'd. Let Rome be thus Agr. Who, queasy13 with his insolence Already, will their good thoughts call from him. Cæs. The people know it; and have now receiv'd His accusations. Agr. Whom does he accuse? Cas. Cæsar: and that, having in Sicily he frets, Some shipping unrestor'd: lastly, [Exeunt. SCENE V-The same. Another room in the same. Enter Enobarbus and Eros, meeting. Eno. How now, friend Eros? Eno. What, man? Eros. There's strange news come, sir. Sir, this should be answer'd. Eros. Cæsar and Lepidus have made wars upon And did deserve his change; for what I have conPompey. Eno. This is old; What is the success ?9 Eros. Cæsar, having made use of him10 in the wars 'gainst Pompey, presently denied him rivality;11 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, 12 seizes him: So the poor third is up, till death enlarge his confine. (1) Similar tendency. (2) Could not help. 266 come not Like Cæsar's sister: The wife of Antony With an augmented greeting. Oct. Good my lord, To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did it My grieved ear withal; whereon, I begg'd His pardon for return. Which soon he granted, Being an obstruct2 'tween his lust and him. Oct. Do not say so, my lord. Cæs. And say'st, it is not fit. 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, Cleo. What is't you say? Eno. Your presence needs must puzzle Antony; Take from his heart, take from his brain, from his time, What should not then be spar'd. He is already Manage this war. Cleo. Sink Rome; and their tongues rot, That speak against us! A charge we bear i'the war, I have eyes upon him, Appear there for a man. Cæs. No, my most wronged sister; Cleopatra Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire 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: Of Comagene; Polemon and Amintas, More larger list of sceptres. Your letters did withhold our breaking forth; But let determin'd things to destiny Hold unbewail'd their way. Welcome to Rome: Of us, and those that love you. Best of comfort; Eno. Most worthy sir, you therein throw away Ant. I'll fight at sea. Cleo. I have sixty sails, 14 Cæsar none better. (8) Take, subdue. (9) Because. You keep by land The legions and the horse whole, do you not? Can. Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius, Publicola, and Cælius, are for sea: But we keep whole by land. This speed of Cæsar's Sold. While he was yet in Rome, His power went out in such distractions, as Beguil'd all spies. Can. Alarum. Re-enter Enobarbus. Eno. Naught, naught, all naught! I can behold no longer: The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral, Scar. Enter Scarus. All the whole synod of them! Eno. Gods, and goddesses, Scar. The greater cantle 10 of the world is lost How appears the fight? Scar. On our side like the token'dil pestilence, Whom leprosy o'ertake! i'the midst o'the fight,- Eno. That I beheld: mine eyes Did sicken at the sight on't, and could not She once being loof'd, 15 The noble ruin of her magic, Antony, Eno. Alack, alack! Enter Canidius. Can. Our fortune on the sea is out of breath, And sinks most lamentably. Had our general Been what he knew himself, it had gone well: Who's his lieutenant, hear you? O, he has given example for our flight, Sold. They say, one Taurus. Can. Well I know the man. Most grossly, by his own. Eno. Ay, are you thereabouts? Why then, good Indeed. night [Aside. Can. Towards Peloponnesus are they fled. To Cæsar will I render My legions, and my horse; six kings already Eno. I'll yet follow [Exeunt. The wounded chance of Antony, though my reason SCENE IX.-Alexandria. A room in the pal- ace. Ant. Hark, the land bids me tread no more upon't, Ant. Set we our squadrons on yon' side o'the hill, Have lost my way for ever :-I have a ship Which has no need of you; be gone: Enter Eros, and Cleopatra, led by Charmian and Iras. Eros. Sir, sir, Obey it on all cause. O pardon, pardon. Ant. Fall not a tear, I say; one of them ratess We scorn her most, when most she offers blows. Dol. Be it so; Declare thine office. Eup. Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and Ant. Yes, my lord, yes;-He,1 at Philippi, kept Requires to live in Egypt: which not granted, His sword even like a dancer; while I struck The lean and wrinkled Cassius; and 'twas I, Dealt on lieutenantry,2 and no practice had Eros. The queen, my lord, the queen. He is unqualitied with very shame. Cleo. Well then, -Sustain me:-O! Eros. Most noble sir, arise; the queen ap proaches; Her head's declined, and death will seize her; but4 Ant. I have offended reputation; A most unnoble swerving. Sir, the queen. He lessens his requests; and to thee sues To let him breathe between the heavens and earth, Cas. For Antony, Bring him through the bands. To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Despatch; Ant. O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See, From Antony win Cleopatra: promise, How I convey my shame out of thine eyes, By looking back on what I have left behind, To the young man send humble treaties, dodge (1) Cæsar. (6) Euphronius, schoolmaster to Antony's children. [To Thyreus. And in our name, what she requires; add more, tune. Under the service of a child, as soon And answer me declin'd, sword against sword, [Exeunt Antony and Euphronius. Eno. Yes, like enough, high-battled Cæsar will Unstate his happiness, and be stag'd to the show, Against a sworder.-I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike. That he should dream, Knowing all measures, the full Cæsar will Answer his emptiness!-Cæsar, thou hast subdu'd His judgment too. 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, The loyalty well held to fools, does make Does conquer him that did his master conquer, Cleo. Enter Thy reus. Thyr. Hear it apart. Cleo. Cæsar's will? None but friends; say boldly. Thyr. So, haply, are they friends to Antony. Eno. He needs as many, sir, as Cæsar has; Or needs not us. If Cesar please, our master Will leap to be his friend: For us, you know, Whose he is, we are; and that's, Cæsar's. (1) The only cause of the dispute. (2) Circumstances of splendor. (3) In age and power. (1) Are of a picce with them. (5) Quarrel. (6) Perhaps. To be sure of that, [Aside. [Exit Enobarbus. I will ask Antony.-Sir, sir, thou'rt so leaky, Shall I say to Cæsar And put yourself under his shrowd, What's your name? Thyr. My name is Thyreus. Cleo. Most kind messenger, Say to great Cæsar this, In disputation Thyr. Wisdom and fortune combating together, If that the former dare but what it can, No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay My duty on your hand. Cleo. 'Tis your noblest course. Your Cæsar's father name, Since she was Cleopatra?)-Whip him, fellows, (7) Supposed to be an error for deputation, i. e. by proxy. (8) Obeyed. (9) Grant me the favour. (10) Conquering. (11) Most complete and perfect. (12) Scramble. (13) A term of contempt. |