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Your partner in the cause'gainst which he fought, Eno. Go to then; your considerate stone“.
Could not with graceful eyes attend those wars Cæs. I do not inuch dislike the matter, but
Which fronted' mine own peace. As for my wife, The manner of his speech: for it cannot be,
I would you had her spirit in such another : We shall remain in friendship, our conditions
The third o' the world is yours; which with a 5 So differing in their acts. Yet, if I knew

What hoop should hold us staunch, from edge You may pace easy, but not such a wife.

to edge Eno. 'Would we had all such wives, that the O'the world I would pursue it. men might go to wars with the women!

Agr. Give me leave, Cæsar,-
Ant. So much uncurbable, ber garboils, Cæsar, 10 Cæs. Speak, Agrippa.
Made out of her impatience (which not wanted Agr. Thou hast a sister, by the mother's side,
Shrewdness of policy tou) I grieving grant,

Admir'd Octavia: great Mark Antony
Did you too much disquiet: for that, you must Is now a widower.
But say I could not help it.

Cæs. Say not so, Agrippa;
Cæs. I wrote to you,

15If Cleopatra heard you, your reproof When rioting in Alexandria ; you

Were well deserv'd of rashness. Did pocket up my letters, and with taunts Ant. I am not married, Casar: let me hear Did gibe my missive out of audience.

Agrippa further speak. dnt. Sir, he fell on me, ere admitted; then Agr. To hold you in perpetual amity, Three kings I had newly feasted, and did want 20To make you brothers, and to knit your hearts Of what I was i’ the morning: but, next day, With an unslipping knot, take Antony I told him of myself?; which was as much Octavia to his wite: whose beauty claims As to have ask'd him pardon: Let this fellow No worse a husband than the best of men ; Be nothing of our strite; if we contend, Whose virtue, and whose general graces, speak Out of our question wipe him.

25 That which none else can utter. By this marriage, Cæs. You have broken

All little jealousies, which now seem great, The article of your oath; which you shall never And all great fears,which now import theirdangers, Have tongue to charge me with.

Would then be nothing, truths would be tales, Lep. Soft, Cæsar.

Where now half tales be truths: her love to both Ant. No, Lepidus, let him speak :

|30 Would each to other, and all loves to both, The honour' is sacred which he talks on now, Draw after her. Pardon what I have spoke; Supposing that I lack'd it:- But on, Cæsar ;- For 'tis a studied, not a present thought, The article of my oath,

By duty ruminated. Cæs. To lend me arms, and aid, when I re- Ant. Will Cæsar speak? quir'd them;

135 Cæs. Not’till he hears how Antony is touch'd The which you both deny’d.

With what is spoke already. Ant. Neglected, rather;

Ant. What power is in Agrippa,
And then, when poison'd hours had bound me up If I would say, Agrippa, be it so,
From minc own knowledge. As nearly as I may,

To make this good ?
I'll play the penitent to you: but mine honesty 40 Cæs. The power of Cæsar, and
Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my power


power unto Octavia. Work without it: Truth is, that Fulvia,

Ant. May I never To have me out of Egypt, made wars here; To this good purpose, that so fairly shews, For which myself, the ignorant motive, do Dream of impediment!-Let me have thy hand: So far ask pardon as betits mine honour 45 Further this act of grace; and, from this hour, To stoop in such a case.

The heart of brothers govern in our loves,
Lep. 'Tis nobly spoken.

[ther And sway our great designs !
Niec. If it might please you to enforce no fur- Cæs. There is my hand.
The griefs between you: to forget them quite, A sister I bequeath you, whom no brother
Were to remember that the present need 50 Did ever love so dearly: Let her live
Speaks to atone you.

To join our kingdoms, and our hearts; and never Lep. Worthily'spoken, Mecænas.

Fly off our loves again ! Eno. Or, if you borrow one another's love for Lep. Happily! Amen!

[Pompey; the instant, you may, when you hear no more Ant. I did not think to draw my sword 'gainst words of Pompey, return it again: you shall have 55 For he hath laid strange courtesies, and great, time to wrangle in, when you have nothing else Of late upon me: I must thank him only, to do.

Lest my remembrance suffer ill report;
Ant. Thou art a soldier only; speak no more. At heel of that, defy him.
Eno. That truth should be silent, I had almost Lep. Time calls upon us:

(no more. 60 Of us must Pompey presently be sought,
Ant. You wrong this presence, therefore speak lor else he seeks out us.
ii.e. opposed.

a i. e. told him the condition I was in, when he had his last audience. Meaning, the religion of an oath. *i. e. “ I will henceforth seem senseless as a stone, however I may observe and consider your words and actions." 3 D 4



Ant. Where lies he?

(Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, Cees. About the mount Misenam.

That yarely frame the office. From the barge Ant. What is his strength by land?

A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Cæs. Great and increasing: but by sea Ofthe adjacent wharfs. The city cast He is an absolute master.

5 Her people out upon her: and Antony, Ant. So is the fame.

Enthron'd i' the market-place, did sit alone, 'Would, we had spoke together! Haste we for’t: Whistling to the air; which, but for vacancy, Yet, ere we put ourselves in arms, dispatch we Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too, The business we have talk'd of.

Aud made a gap in nature. Cæs. With most gladness;

10 Agr. Rare Egyptian ! And do invite you to my sister's view,

Eno. Upon her landing, Antony sent to her, Whither straight I will lead you.

Invited her to supper: she reply'd, Ant. Let us, Lepidus,

It should be better, he became her guest; Not lack your company:

Which she entreated: Our courteous Antony, Lep. Noble Antony,

15 Whom ne'er the word of no woman heard speak, Not sickness should detain me.

Being barber'd ten times o'er, goes to the least; [Flourish. Exeunt Cæsar, Antony, and Lepidus. And, for his ordinary, pays his heart, Mec. Welcome from Ægypt, sir.

For what his eyes eat only.
Eno.Halfthe heart of Cæsar, worthy Mecænas!- Agr. Royal wench!
My honourable friend, Agrippa!

20 She made great Cæsar lay his sword to bed; Agr. Good Enobarbus!

He plough'd her, and she cropt. Niec. We have cause to be glad, that matters are Eno. I saw her once so well digested. You staid well by it in Ægypt. Hop forty paces through the publick street:

Eno. Ay, sir; we did sleep day out of counte. And having lost her breath, she spoke,and panted, nance, and made the night light with drinking: 25That she did make defect, perfection,

Mlec. Eight wild boars roasted wholeat a break- And, breathless, power breathe forth. fast, and but twelve persons there ;-Is this true Mec. Now Antony must leave her utterly.

Éno. This was but as a fly by an eagle: we had Eno. Never; he will not : much more monstrous matter of feast, which Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale worthily deserved noting.

(30 Her infinite variety: Other women cloy. Mec: She's a most triumphant lady, if report The appetites they feed; but she makes hungry, be square to her.

Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Eno. When she first met Mark Antony, shel Become themselves in her; that the holy priests purs’d up his heart, upon the river of Cydnus. Bless her, when she is riggish '. Agr. There she appear’d indeed; or my reporter 35 Mec. If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle Devis'd well for her.

The heart of Antony, Octavia is Eno. I will tell you:

A blessed lottery to him. The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Agr. Let us go.Burnt on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Good Enobarbus, make yourself my guest,' Purple the sails, and so perfum’d, that 40 Whilst you abide here. The winds were love-sick with them: the oars Eno. Humbly, sir, I thank you. [Exeunt. were silver;

SCENE III. Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made Enter Casar, Antony, Octavia between them; AtThe water, which they beat, to follow faster,

tendants, and a Soothsuyer. As aniorous of their strokes. For her own person, 45| Ant. The world, and my great office, will It beggar'd all description: she did lie

sometimes In her pavilion, (cloth of gold, of tissue)

Divide me from your bosom. O'er-picturing that Venus where we see

Octa. All which time, The fancy out-work nature: on each side her Before the gods my knee shall bow in prayers Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, 50 To them for you. With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem Ant. Good night, sir.— My Octavia, To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, Read not my blemishes in the world's report: And what they undid, did.

I have not kept my square; but that to come Agr. (, rare for Antony !

shall all be done by the rule.Good night,dear lady. Eno. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, 55 Octa. Good night, sir.

many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, Cæs. Good night. [Exeunt Casør, and Octaria. And made their bends - adornings: at the helm Ant. Now, sirrah! you do wish yourself in A seeming mermaid steers; the silken tackles

Ægypt? 1 i. e. if report quadrates with her, or suits with her merits. 2 Mr. Tollet thinks bends or bands is the same word, and means in this place the several companies of Nereïds that waited on Cleopatra : while Mr. Malone apprehends, their bends refers to Cleopatra's eyes, and not to her gentlewomen. 5 ler attendants, in order to learn their mistress's will, watched the motion of her eyes, the bends or

movements of which added new lustre to her beauty." Rigg is an ancient word meaning a strumpet,

Sooth, [to thee.

Sooth. 'Would I had ne'er come from thence, Omnes. The niusic, ho! Thither!

(nor you

Enter Murdian. Ant. If you can, your reason?

Cleo. Let it alone; let us to billiards: 'come, South. I see it in

Charmian. My motion', I have it not in my tongue: But yet 5 Char. My arm is sore, best play with Mardian. Híe you again to Ægypt.

Cleo. As well a woman with an eunuch play'd, Ant. Say to me,

As with a woman:-come, you'll play with me, Whose fortunes shallrise higher, Cæsar's or mine? Alar. As well as I can, madam. [sir ? Sooth. Cæsar's.

Cleo. And when good will is shew'd, though it Therefore, 0 Antony, stay not by his side: 101

come too short, Thy dæmon, that’sthy spirit which keeps thee, is The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now:Noble, courageous, high, unmatchable, Give me mine angle, -We'll to the river: there, Where Cæsar's is not; but, near him, thy angel My musick playing far off, I will betray Becomes a fear', as being o'erpower'd; therefore Tawny-finn'd fishes: my bended hook shall pierce Make space enough between you.

15 Their slimy jaws; and, as I draw them up, Ant. Speak this no more.

I'll think them every one an Antony,
Sooth. To none but thee; no more, but when And say, Ah, ha! you're caught.
If thou dost play with bin, at any game,

Char. 'Twas merry, when
Thou art sure to lose; and, of that natural luck, You wager'd on your angling; when


diver Hebeatsthee'gainst the odds; thy lustre thickens, 20 Did hang a salt-fish on his hook, which he When he shines by: I say again, thy spirit

With fervency drew up. Is all afraid to govern thee near him;

Cleo. That time-o times !-But, he away, 'tis noble.

I laugh'd him out of patience; and that night Ant. Get thee gone :

I laugh'd him into patience : and next morn, Say to Ventidius, I would speak with him : 25 Ere the ninth hour, I drank him to his bed;

[Exit Soothsayer. Then put my tires and mantles on him, whilst He shall to Parthia. -Be it art, or hap,

I wore his sword Philippan. ()! from Italy ;He bath spoken true: The very dice obey him:

Enter a Messenger.
And, in our sports, my better cunning faints

Ram’thou fruitful tidings in mine ears,
Under his chance: if we draw lots, he speeds: 30That long time have been barren.
His cocks do win the battle still of mine,

Mes. Madam, madam,
When it is all to nought; and his quails ever Cleo. Antony's dead ?-
Beat mine, inhoop'd , at odds. I will to Ægypt : If thou say so), villain, thou kill'st thy mistress :
And though I make this marriage for my peace,

But well and free,
Enter Ventidius.

35If so thou yield him, there is gold, and here
I’the east my pleasure lies.—0, come, Ventidius, My bluest veins to kiss; a hand, that kings
You must to Parthia; your commission's ready: Have lipp'd, and trembled kissing.
Follow mne,
and receive it.

[Ereint. Mes. First, madam, he is well. SC E N E IV.

Cleo. Why, there's more gold. But, sirral, The same ; a Street.


mark; we use Enter Lepidus, Mecanas, and Agrippa.


say, the dead are well: bring it to that, Lep. Trouble yourselves no farther: pray you The gold I give thee, will I melt, and pour Your generals after.

[hasten Down thy ill-uttering throat. Agr. Sir, Mark Antony

Mles. Good madam, hear me. Will e'en but kiss Octavia, and we'll follow. Cleo. Wel, go to, I will;

Lep. 'Till I shall see you in your soldiers' dress, But there's no goodness in thy face: if Antony Which will become you both, farewell.

Be tree, and healthful,

-so tart a favour Mec. We shall,

To trumpet such good tidings ? If not well, As I conceive the journey, be at mounts Thou should'st come like a fury crown'd with Before you, Lepidus.

50 Not like a formale man.

snakes, Lep. Your stay is shorter,

Mes. Will’t please you hear me? [speak'st : My purposes do draw me much about;

Cleo. I have a mind to strike thee, ere thou You'll win two days upon me.

Yet, if thou say, Antony lives, is well, Both. Sir, good success !

Or friends with Cæsar, or not captive to him, Lep. Farewell.

[Exeunt. 55 I'll set thee in a shower of gold, and hail

Rich pearls upon thee'.
The Palace in Alexandria.

Mes. Madam, he's well.
Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Aleras. Cleo. Well said.
Cleo. Give me some musick; nusick, moody,

Mes. And friends with Cæsar.
Of us that trade in love.

[food1601 Cleo. Thou art an honest man. Ti.e. the divinitory agitation. ? i. e. a fearful thing.—A fear was a personage in some of the old moralities. The antients used to match quails as we match cocks. Inhoop'd is inclosed, confined, that they may fight. i. e. Mount Misenum. • i e. melancholy. Shakspeare probably wrote (as Sir T. Hanmer observes) Rain thou, &c. which agrees better with the epithets fruitfill and barren. i.

like a man in form or shape. 'i. e. I will give thee a kingdom; it being thc castern ceremony, at the coronation of their kings, to powder thein with gold-dust and seed-pearl.




( faint;

Mes. Cæsar and he are greater friends than Ales. Should I lye, madam?
Cleo. Make thee a fortune from me. [ever. Cleo. O, I would, thou didst ;.
Mes. But yet, madam,-

So half my Ægypt were submerg'd', and made
Cleo. I do not like but yet, it does allay A cistern for scald snakes! Go; get thee hence;
The good precedence; fye upon but yet: 5 Hadst thou Narcissus in thy face, to me
But yet is as a jailer to bring forth

Thou wouldst appear most ugly. He is married? Some monstrous malefactor. Pr’ythee, friend, Mes. I crave your highness' pardon. Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear,

Cleo. He is married?

[you? The good and bad together: He's friends with Mes. Take no offence, that I would not oifend Cæsar;

10 To punish me for what you make me do, In state of health, thou say'st; and thou say'st, free. Seems much unequal: He is married to Octavia.

Mes. Free, madam! no; I made no such report: Cleo. O, that his fault should make a knave of He's bound unto Octavia.


(hence: Cleo. For what good turn?

Thou art not what thou’rt sure of?! -Get thee Mes. For the best turn i' the bed.

15 The merchandise, which thou hast brought from Cleo. I am pale, Charmian.

Rome, Mes. Madam, he's married to Octavia. Are all too dear for me; Lye they upon thy hand, Cleo. The most infectious pestilence upon thee! And be undone by’em ! [Erit Messenger.

[Strikes him down. Char. Good your highness, patience. sar. Mes. Good madam, patience.

20 Cleo. In praising Antony, I have disprais'd CaCleo. What say you - Hence, [Strikeshimagain. Char. Many times, madam. Horrible villain! or I'll spurn thine eyes

Clen. lampaid for it now. Leadirefrom hence, Like balls before me ; I'll unhair thy head;

O Iras, Charmian,-'Tis no matter: [She hales him up and down. Go to the fellow, good Alexas: bid him Thou shalt be whipt with wire, and stew'd in brine, 25 R-port the feature' of Octavia, her years, Smarting in ling’ring pickle.

Mer inclination, let him not leave out Mes. Gracious madam,

Thecolour of her hair:-bring me word quickly.I, that do bring the news, made not the match.

[Erit Alejas. Cleo. Say, 'tis not so, a province I will give thee, Let him for ever go :-Lethim not, --Charmian; And makethy fortunesproud: the blow,thou hadst, 30 Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon, Shall make thy peace, for moving me to rage: The other way he is a Mars:--Bid you Alexas And I will boot thee with what gift beside

(To Mardiun. Thy modesty can beg.

Bring me word, how tall she is.- Pity me, CharAles. He's married, madam.

mian, Cleo. Rogue, thou hast liv'd too long. |35|But do not speak to me.-Lead me to my chamber. [Draus a dagger.

[Ereunt. Mes. Nay, then I'll run:

SCENE VI. What mean you, madam? I have made no fault.


Near Misenum. Char. Good madam, keep yourself within your- 10 Enter Pompey, and Menas, a one door, with drum The man is innocent.

self; and trumpet: at another, Corsar, Lepidus, Antony, Cleo. Some innocents 'scape not the thunder- Enobarbus, Mecrnas, with soldiers marching. Melt Ægypt into Nile! and kindly creatures(bolt.-- Pomp. Your hostages I have, so have you mine; Turn all to serpents! Call the slave again! And we shall talk before we fight. Though I am iad, I will not bite him:--Call. Ces. Most meet, Cluar. He is afeard to come.

That first we cometowords; and thereforchavewe Cleo. I will not hurt him:-

Our written purposes before us sent; These hands do lack nobility, that they strike Which if thou hast consider'd, let us know A meaner than myself; since I myself

If 'twill tie up thy discontented sword, Have given myself the cause.—Come hither, sir. 50 And carry back to Sicily much tall youth, Re-enter the Messenger.

That else must perish here.
Though it be honest, it is never good

Pomp. To you all three,
To bring bad news: Give to a gracious inessage The senators alone of this great world,
An host of tongues; but let ill tidings tell Chief factors for the gods--I do not know,
Themselves, when they be felt.

55 Wherefore my father should revengers want, Mes. I have done my duty.

Having a son, and friends; since Julius Czesar, Clco. Is he married?

Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted, I cannot hate thee worser than I do,

There saw you labouring for him. What was it, If thou again say, Yes.

That mov'd pale Cassius to conspire? and Mes. He is married, madam.

160 What made all-honour'd, honest, Roman Brutus, Cleo. The gods confound thee! dost thou hold Withthearm’drest,courtiersof beauteousfreedom, there still?

To drench the Capitol; but that they would

Submerg'd is whelin’d under water. 2 i. e. Thou art an honest man, of which thou art thyself assured; but thou art in my opinion a knave by thy master's fault alone. 3 i. e. the beauty. * i. e. Antany.



Have one man but a man? And that is it,

Ant. You have heard much.
Hath made me rig my navy; at whose burden Pomp. I have fair meaning, sir,
The anger'd ocean foams; with which I meant Ant. And fair words to them.
To scourge the ingratitude that despightful Rome Pomp. Then so much have I heard :-
Cast on my noble father.

5 And I have heard, Apollodorus carried Cæs. Take your time.

[sails, Eno. No more of that:-He did so. Ant. Thou canst not fear' us, Pompey, with thy Pomp. What, I pray you? We'll speak with thee at sea: at land, thou know'st Eno. A certain queen to Cæsar' in a mattress. How much we do o'er-count thee.

Pomp. I know thee now; How far`st thou, solPomp. At land, indeed,

10 Eno. Well;

[dier? Thou dost o'er-count me of my father's house : And well am like to do; for, I perceive, But, since the cuckow builds not for himself, Four fcasts are toward. Remain in't as thou may'st.

Pomp. Let me shake thy hand; Lep. Be pleas’d to tell us,

I never hated thee: I have seen thee fight, (For this is from the present) how you take 15 When I have envied thy behaviour. The offers we have sent you ?

Eno. Sir, Cæs. There's the point.

I never lov'd you much; but I have prais’d you, Ant. Which do not be entreated to, but weigh When


have well deserv'd ten times as much What it is worth embrac’d.

As I have said you did, Cæs. And what may follow,

Pomp. Enjoy thy plainness, To try a larger fortune.

It nothing ill becomes thee.Pomp. You have made me offer

Aboard my galley I invite you all: Of Sicily, Sardinia; and I must

Will you lead, lords? Rid all the sea of pirates: then, to send

du. Shew us the way, sir. Measures of wheat to Rome: This 'greed upon, (25) Pomp. Come. [Exeunt. Manent Eno. and Menas. To part with unhack'd edges, and bear back Men. [Aside.] Thy father, Pompey, would Our targe undinted.

ne'er have made this treaty:Omnes. That's our offer.

You and I have known, sir. Pomp. Know then,

Eno. At sea, I think. I came before you here, a man prepar'd

Men. We have, sir. To take this offer: but Mark Antony

Eno. You have done well by water. Put me to some impatience: though I lose

Men. And you by land. The praise of it by telling; you must know, . Eno. I will praise any man that will praise me: When Cæsar and your brother were at blows, though it cannot be denied what I have done by Your mother came to Sicily, and did find 35 land. Her welcome friendly.

Men. Nor what I have done by water. Ant. I have heard it, Pompey;

Eno. Yes, something you can deny for your And am well studied for a liberal thanks, own safety : You have been a great thief by sea. Which I do owe you.

Alen. And you by land. Pomp. Let me have your hand:

Eno. There I deny my land service. But give I did not think, sir, to have met you here. me your hand, Menas : If our eyes had authority,

Ant. Thebedsi’the east are soft; andthankstoyou here they might take two thieves kissing. That call'd me, timelier than my purpose, hither; Men. All men's faces are true, whatsoe'er their For I have gain'd by it.

bands are. Cæs. Since I saw you last,

Eno. But there is never a fair woman has a There is a change upon you.

true face. Pomp. Well, I know not,

Men. No slander; they steal hearts. What counts harsh fortune casts upon my face?; Eno. We came hither to night with you. But in my bosom shall she never come,

Mlen. For my part, I am sorry it is turn'd to a To make my heart her vassal.

50 drinking. Pompey doth this day laugh away Lep. Well met here.

This fortune. Pomp. I hopeso, Lepidus. --Thus we are agreed: Eno. If he do, sure, he cannot weep it back I crave, our composition may be written, again. And seal'd between us.

Men. You have said, sir. We look'd not for Cæs. That's the next to do,

[us 55 Mark Antony here: Pray you, is he married to Pomp. We'll feast each other, ere we part; and let Cleopatra ? Draw lots, who shall begin.

Ens. Cæsar's sister is callid Octavia. Ant. That will I, Pompey.

Men. True, sir; she was the wife of Caius Mar. Pomp. No, Antony, take the lot: but, first,

cellus. Or last, your fine Ægyptian cookery,

60 Eno. But now she is the wife of Marcus Antonius. Shall have the fame. I have heard that Julius Cæsar Men. Pray you, sir? Grew fat with feasting there.

Eno. 'Tis true,

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