Eno. Sir, I never lov'd you much: but I have prais'd you, Pom. Enjoy thy plainness, It nothing ill beconies thee. Aboard my galley I invite you all: Ces. Ant. Lep. Shew us the way, Sir. [Exeunt POMPEY, CESAR, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, Soldiers, and Attendants. Men. Thy father, Pompey, would ne'er have made this treaty.-[Aside.]-You and I have known, Sir. Eno. At sea, I think. Men. We have, Sir. Eno. You have done well by water. Eno. I will praise any man that will praise me: though it cannot be denied what I have done by land. Men. Nor what I have done by water. Eno. Yes, something you can deny for your own safety: you have been a great thief by sea. Men. And you by land. Eno. There I deny my land service. But give me your hand, Menas: If our eyes had authority, here they might take two thieves kissing. Men. All men's faces are true, whatsoe'er their hands are. Eno. But there is never a fair woman has a true face. Men. No slander; they steal hearts. Eno..We came hither to fight with you. Men. For my part, I am sorry it is turned to a drinking. Pompey doth this day laugh away his fortune. Eno. If he do, sure, he cannot weep it back again. Men. You have said, Sir. We looked not for Mark Antony: Pray you, is he married to Cleopatra ? Eno. Cesar's sister is call'd Octavia. Men. True, Sir; she was the wife of Caius Marcellus. Eno. But she is now the wife of Marcus Antonius. Men. Pray you, Sir? Eno. 'Tis true. Men. Then is Cesar, and he, for ever knit together. Eno. If I were bound to divine of this unity, I would not prophesy so. Men. I think the policy of that purpose made more in the marriage, than the love of the parties. will use his affection where it is: he married but his occasion here. Men. And thus it may be. Come, Sir, will you aboard? I have a health for you. Eno. I shall take it, Sir: we have used our throats in Egypt. Men. Come, let's away. [Exeunt. SCENE VII.-On Board POMPEY's Galley, Music. Enter two or three SERVANTS with a 1 Serv. Here they'll be, man: Some o'their plants are ill-rooted already, the least wind i'the world will blow them down. 2 Serv. Lepidus is high-coloured. 1 Serv. They have made him drink almsdrink. 2 Serv. As they pinch one another by the disposition, he cries out, no more; reconciles them to his entreaty, and himself to the drink. 1 Serv. But it raises the greater war between him and his discretion. 2 Serv. Why, this is to have a name in great men's fellowship; I had as lief have a reed that will do me no service, as a partizan ‡ I could not heave. 1 Serv. To be called into a huge sphere, and not to be seen to move in't, are the holes where eyes should be, which pitifully disaster the cheeks. A Sennet sounded. Enter CESAR, ANTONY, By certain scales i'the pyramid; they know, Or foizon, follow; The higher Nilus swells, Lep. You have strange serpents there. Lep. Your serpent of Egypt is bred now of your mud by the operation of your sun: so is your crocodile. Ant. They are so. Pom. Sit,-and some wine.-A health to Lepidus. Lep. I am not so well as I should be, but I'll ne'er out. Eno. Not till you have slept; I fear me, you'll be in, till then. Lep. Nay, certainly, I have heard the Ptolemies' pyramises ¶ are very goodly things; with. out contradiction, I have heard that. Men. Pompey, a word. [Aside. Pom. Say in mine ear: What is't? And hear me speak a word. Pom. Forbear me till anon. This wine for Lepidus. Lep. What manner o'thing is your crocodile ? Ant. It is shaped, Sir, like itself; and it is as broad as it hath breadth: it is just so high as it is, and moves with its own organs: it lives by that which nourisheth it; and the elements once Eno. I think so too. But you shall find the band that seems to tie their friendship toge-out of it, it transmigrates. ther, will be the very strangler of their amity: Octavia is of a holy, cold, and still conversation. + Men. Who would not have his wife so ? Eno. Not he that himself is not so; which is Mark Antony. He will to his Egyptian dish again: then shall the sighs of Octavia blow the fire up in Cesar: and, as I said before, that which is the strength of their amity, shall prove the immediate author of their variance. Antony Lep. What colour is it of? . Ant. "Tis so. And the tears of it are wet. Pom. [To MENAS aside.] Go, hang, Sir, hang ⚫ Desert. Plenty. + Feet. Do as 1 bid you.-Where's this cup I call'd | Make battery to our ears with the loud music ;for t The while, I'll place you: Then the boy shal Men. If for the sake of merit thou wilt hear me, Rise from thy stool. [Aside. Pom. I think thou'rt mad. The matter? [Rises, and walks aside. Men. I have ever held my cap off to thy for cup. Thou art, if thou dar'st be, the earthly Jove : Pom. Show me which way. Men. These three world-sharers, these competitors, t Are in thy vessel: let me cut the cable; Pom. Ah, this thou should'st have done, 'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honour ; Mine honour it. Repent, that e'er thy tongue Hath so betray'd thine act: Being done unknown, I should have found it afterwards well done; But must condemn it now. Desist and drink. Men. For this, [Aside. I'll never follow thy pall'd fortunes more.Who seeks, and will not take, when once 'tis Shall never find it more. [offer'd, Ant. Bear him ashore.-I'll pledge it for him, Pom. This health to Lepidus. sing: The holding every man shall bear, as loud [Music plays. ENOBARBUS places them hand in hand. SONG. Come, thou monarch of the vine, Ces. What would you more ?-Pompey, good night. Good brother, Let me request you off: our graver business Frowns at this levity.-Gentle lords, let's part; You see, we have burnt ou cheeks: strong Enobarbe Is weaker than the wine; and mine own tongue Splits what it speaks: the wild disguise hath almost Antick'd us all. What needs more words? Good night. Good Antony your hand. Pom. I'll try you o'the shore. Ant. And shall, Sir: give's your hand. You have my father's house, But what? we are friends: Come, down into the boat. Eno. Take heed you fall not. [Exeunt POMPEY, CESAR, ANTONY, and Attendants. Menas, I'll not on shore. Men. No, to my cabin. These drums!-these trumpets, flutes! what!- [A Flourish of Trumpets, with Drums. Eno. Ho, says 'a!-There's my cap. Men. Ho-noble captain! Come. [Exeunt. Pom. Fill, till the cup be hid. Eno. There's a strong fellow, Menas. [Pointing to the Attendant who carries off LEPIDUS. Men. Why? Eno. He bears The third part of the world, man: See'st not? ACT III. SCENE I.—A plain in Syria. Enter VENTIDIUS, as after conquest, with SILIUS, and other Romans, Officers, and Soldiers; the dead body of PACORUS borne before him. Ven. Now, darting Parthia, art thou struck; and now Men. The third part then is drunk: 'Would it | Pleas'd fortune does of Marcus Crassus' death It's monstrous labour, when I wash my brain, And it grows fouler. Ant. Be a child o'the time. Ces. Possess ¶ it, I'll make answer: but I had rather fast From all, four days, than drink so much in one. Eno. Ha, my brave emperor! [To ANTONY. Shall we dance now the Egyptian Bacchanals And celebrate our drink? Pom. Let's ha't, good soldier. Ant Come, let us all take hands; Make me revenger.-Bear the king's son's body Sil. Noble Ventidius, warm, Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is Ven. O Silius, Silius, I have done enough: A lower place, note well, Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our senзe For quick accumulation of renown, Becomes bis captain's captain; and ambition, I could do more to do Antonius good, Sil. Thou hast, Ventidius, That without which a soldier, and his sword, Grants scarce distinction. Thou wilt write to Antony? Ven. I'll humbly signify what in his name, That magical word of war, we have effected; How, with his banners, and his well-paid ranks, The ne'er-yet-beaten horse of Parthia We have jaded out o'the field. Sil. Where is he now? Ven. He purposeth to Athens: whither with what haste The weight we must convey with us will permit, We shall appear before him.-On, there; pass along. [Exeunt. SOENE II.-Rome.-An Antechamber in CESAR'S house. Enter AGRIPPA, and ENOBARBUS, meeting. Agr. What, are the brothers parted? Eno. They have despatch'd with Pompey, he is gone; The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps Agr. 'Tis a noble Lepidus. Eno. A very fine one: Oh! how he loves Cesar! Agr. Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark Eno. Cesar? Why, he's the Jupiter of men. For what you seem to fear: So, the gods keep you, And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends! We will here part. Ces. Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well; The elements be kind to thee, and make Ant. The April's in her eyes: It is love's spring And these the showers to bring it on.-Be cheerful. Oct. Sir, look well to my husband's house; and Ces. What, Octavia ? Oct. I'll tell you in your ear. Ant. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can Ant. Come, Sir, come; I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love: Eno. Spake you of Cesar? How? the nonpa-Look, here I have you; thus I let you go riel ¡ And give you to the gods. Ces. Adieu; be happy! Lep. Let all the number of the stars give light To thy fair way! Ces. Farewell, Farewell! [Kisses OCTAVIA. Ant. Farewell! [Trumpets sound. Exeunt. SCENE III.-Alexandria.-A Room in the Palace. Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and Char. A proper man. Cleo. Indeed, he is so: I repent me much, That so I harry'd + him. Why, methinks, by 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. Eno. What, man? Eros. Cesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey. Eno. This is old: What is the success ? + 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 poor the 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 Autony? Eros. He's walking in the garden-thus; and [dus! spurns 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 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 CESAR'S House. Enter CESAR, AGRIPPA, and MECENAS. In Alexandria,-here's the manner of it,- Mec. This in the public eye? Unto her Ces. l'the common show-place, where they exercise. His sons, he there proclaim'd The kings of kings: He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assign'd • Opening. [ence, I have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel; That he his high authority abus'd, And did deserve his change; for what I have Be ever known to patience: My dearest sister! Oct. Good my lord, To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did it Ces. Which soon he granted, Being an obstruct 5 '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. Oct. My lord, in Athens. Ces. No, my most wronged sister: Cleopatra Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire [bled Up to a whore; who now are levying Oct. Ah me, most wretched, That have my heart parted betwixt two friends, That do afflict each other! [Exeunt. SCENE VII-ANTONY'S Camp, near the Promontory of Actium. Enter CLEOPATRA and ENOBARBUS. Cleo. I will be even with thee, doubt it not. Eno. But why, why, why? Cleo. Thou hast forespoke § my being in these wars; 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 Antony; Take from his heart, take from his brain, from his time, What should not then be spar'd. He is already 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 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, And take in ¶ Toryne ?-You have heard on't sweet? Cleo. Celerity is never more admir'd, Than by the negligent. Ant. A good rebuke, Which might have well becom'd the best of men, Cleo. By sea! What else? Can. Why will my lord do so? 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 offers, Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes off; And so should you. Eno. Your ships are not well mann'd : Power and empire. Forbid. |