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Men. Then is Cæsar, and he, for ever knit toi Upon the slime and oózé scatfers his grain, gether.

And shortly comes to harvest. Eno. If I were bound to divine of this unity, I Lep. Yog have strange serpents there. would not prophesy so.

| Ant. Ay, Lepidus. Men. I think, the policy of that purpose made 51 Lep. Your serpent of Ægyptis bred now of your more in the marriage, than the love of the parties. mud by the operation of your sun; so is your cro

Eno. I think so too. But you shall find, the codile. band, that seems to tie their friendship together, Ant. They are so. will be the very strangler of their ainity: Octavia | Pomp. Sit, and some wine. A health to is of a holy, cold, and still conversation. 110 Lepidus. Men. Who would not have his wife so ? | Lep. I am not so weh as I should be, but I'll

Eno. Not he, that himself is not so; which is nc'er out. Mark Antony. He will to his Ægyptian dishagain: | Eno. Not’till you have slept; I fear ine, you'll then shall the sighs of Octavia blow the fire up in be in, till’then.' Cæsar; and, as I said before, that which is the 15 Lep. Nay,certainly I have heard, the Ptolemies' strength of their amity, shall prove the immediate Pyrainises are very goodly things; without contra. author of their variance. Antony will use his af- diction, I have heard that. fection where it is; he marry'd but his occasion | Men. Pompey, a word.

[Aside, here.

Pomp. Say in inine ear: What is't? Men. And thus it may be. Come, sir, will you 20 Mei. Forsake thy seat, I do beseech thee, capaboard?

- tain,

[4side. I have a health for you.

And hear me speak a word.

(Lepidus. Eno. I shall take it, sir: we have us'd our Pomp. Forbear me 'till apon.--This wine for throats in Egypt.

Lep. What manner o'thing is your crocodile? Men. Come; let's away.

[Exeunt. 25 Ant. It is shap'd, sir, like itself: and it is as

broad as it hath breadth: it is just so high as it is, SCENE VII.

and moves with its own organs: it lives by that Near Mount Misenum.

which nourishes it; and, the elements once out of On board Pompey's Galley.

fit, it transmigrates.

130 Lep. What colour is it of? Blusiek plays. Enter two or three Serrants with a 1 Ant. Of its own colour too. banquet.

Lep. 'Tis a strange serpent. 1 Sero. Here they'll be, man: Some o' their | Ant. 'Tis so. And the tears of it are wet. plants' are ill-rooted already, the least wind i' the Cas. Will this description satisfy him! world will blow them down.

135. Ant. With the health that Pompey gives him,

I 2 Sero. Lepidus is high-colour'd.

else he is a very epicure.. 1 Sero. They have made him drink alms-drink?.1 Pomp. [To Nenas aside. ] Go, hang, sir, hang; 2 Sero. As they pinch one another by the dis

Tell me of that? away! position', he cries out no more; reconciles them! Do as I bid you. - Where's the cup I callid for? to his entreaty, and himself to the drink. 40. Men. If for the sake of merit thou wilt hear me, I Sert. But it raises the greater war between

Rise from thy stool. him and his discretion.

Pomp. [Rises, and talks aside.]I think, thou 'rt 2 Sero. Why, this it is to have a name in great

mad. The matter? men's fellowship: I had as lief have a reed that I

Men. I have ever held my cap offto thy fortunes. will do me no service, as a partisan“ I could not 15l Pomp. [To Venas.] Thou hast serv'd me with heave.

much faith: What's else to say? I Sero. To be call'd into a huge sphere, and Be jolly, lords. not to be seen to move in't, are the holes where | Ant. These quick-sands, Lepidus --eyes should be,which pitifully disasterthe cheeks'. Keep off them, for you sink.

7501 Nen. Wilt thou be lord of all the world : A sennet sounded. Enter Cæsar, Antony, Pompey,

Pomp. What say'st tbou? (That's twice. Lepidus, Agrippa, Mecænas, Enobarbus,Alenas,

Men. Wilt thou be lord of the whole world : zuith other Captains.

Pomp. Flow shall that be? Ant. Thus do they, sir : They take the flow o' | Men. But entertain it, the Nile

155 And, though you think me poor, I am the man By certain scales i' the pyramid; they know, By the height, the lowness or the mean", if dearth, Pomp. Hast thou drunk well? Or foizon, follow: the higher Nilus swells, 1 Men. No,Pompey, I have kept me from the cup. The more it promises: as it ebbs, the seedsman | Thou art, if thou dar'st be, the earthly Jove: .

· Plants, besides its common meaning, is here used for the foot, from the Latin. • A phrase amongst good fellows, to signify that liquor of another's share which his companion drinks to ease him. But it satirically alludes to Cæsar and Antony's admitting him into the triumvirate, in order to take off from themselves the load of envy. A phrase equivalent to that now in use, of touching one in a sore place. * i. e, a pike. " i.e. Great offices are the holes where eyes should be, which, if the eyes be wanting, pitifully disaster the cheeks. i. e. the middle. i.e. plenty, abundance.

Whate'er

done,

Whate'er the ocean pales, or sky inclips ';' Eno. Ha, my brave emperor! [To Ant. Is thine, if thou wilt have it.

Shall we dance now the Ægyptian Bacchanals, Pomp. Shew me which way.

[titors, And celebrate our drink?" Men. These three world-sharers, these compe- | Pomp. Let's ha't, good soldier.. Are in thy vessel: Let me cut the cable; 5 Ant. Comne, let's all take hands; (sense And, when we are put off, fall to their throats: 'Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our All then is thine.

In soft and delicate lethe. Pomp. Ah, this thou should'st have done,

Eno. All take hands. And not have spoke of it! In me, 'tis villary; | Make battery to our ears with the loud music: In thee,it had been good service. Thou must know,10 The while, I'll place you: Then the boy shall sing: "Tis not my proht that does lead mine honour; The holding * every man shall bear, as loud Mine bonour, it. Repent, that e'er thy tongue As his strong sides can volly.

[hand, Hath so betray'd thine act: Being done unknown, [Musick plays. Enobarbús places them hand in I should have found it afterwards well done;

SON G.
But must condemn it now. Desist, and drink. (15|

Come, thou monarch of the vine,
Men. For this,
I'll never follow thy pall'd fortunes more.--

Plumpy Bacchus, with pink eyne":

In thy rats our cares be drown'd;
Who seeks, and will not take, when once 'tis of-
Shall never find it more.

[fer'd,

With thy grapes our hairs be crown'd; Pomp. This health to Lepidus. Pompey. 20

Cup us, 'till the world goes round; Ant. Bear him ashore.-I'll pledge it for him,

Cup us, 'till the world goes round! Eno. Here's to thee, Menas.

Cæs. What would you more?- Pompey, good Men, Enobarbus, welcome.,

night. Good brother, Pomp. Fill 'till the cup be hid.

I Let me request you off: our graver business Eno. There's a strong fellow, Menas. 25 Frowns at this levity.-Gentle lords, let's part; (Pointing to the attendant who carries of Lepidus. You see, we have burnt our cheeks: strong Men. Why?

Enobarbe Eno. He bears

Is weaker than the wine; and mine own tongue The third part of the world, man; See'st not? | Splits what it speaks: the wild disguise hath almost Men. The third part then is drunk: 'Would it 30 Antick'd us all. What needs more words? Good were all,

Good Antony, your hand.

(night.That it might go on wheels !

Pomp. I'll try you on the shore. Eno. Drink thou; increase the reels.

Ant. And shall, sir : giye's your hand. Men. Come.

Pomp. 0, Antony, you have my father's house. Pomp. This is not yet an Alexandrian feast. 35 But what? we are friends: Come down into the Ant. It ripens towards it.-Strike the vessels ', { Eno. Take heed you fall not.

[boat. Here is to Cæsar.

sho Menas, I'll not on shore. Cæs. I could well forbear it.

| Men. No, to my cabin.It's monstrous labour, when I wash my brain, These drums!—these trumpets, flutes! what!-And it grows fouler.

140|Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell Ant. Be a child o’the time.

To these great fellows: Sound and be hang'd, Cas. Possess it,

sound out. [Sound a flourish with drums. I will make answer: but I had rather fast

Eno. Ho, says 'a!-There's my cap. From all, four days, than drink so much in one. | Men. Ho!-noble captain! Come! [Excunt.

А ст ІІІ.

SCENE 1.

Make me revenger.-Bear the king's son's body A Plain in Syria.

Before our army :-Thy Pacorus’, Orodes ! Enter Ventidius, as after conquest; teith Silius Pays this for Marcus Crassus.

and other Romans, and the dead body of Pa-155Sil. Noble Ventidius, corus borne before him.

Whilst vet with Parthian blood thy sword is warm, Vent. NOW, darting Parthia, art thou struck”; The fugitive Barthians follow; spurthrough Media, and now

Mesopotamia, and the shelters whither Pleas'd fortune does of Marcus Crassus' death (The routed fly: so thy grand captain Antony

ii. e. embraces. Palled is rapid, past its time of excellence. Dr. Johnson explains this passage by, Try whether the casks sound as empty: while Mr. Steevens thinks, that strike the ressels means no more than, chink the vessels one against the other, as a mark of our unanimity in drinking, as we now say, chink glasses. - i. e. the burden of the song. i. e. eyes intiam'd with drinking. Struck alludes to darting.--Thou whose darts have so often struck others, art struck now thyself. : Pacorus was the son of Orodes, king of Parthia.

Shall

Shall set thee on triumphant chariots, and I Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number, ho, his Put garlands on thy head.

love Ven. O Silius, Silius,

To Antony. But as for Cæsar, kneel,
I have done enough: A lower place, note well, Kneel down, kneel down, and wonder.
May make too great an act: For learn this, Silius; 5 Agr. Both he loves.
Better to leave undone, than by our deed

| Eno. They are his shards, and he their beetle. Acquire too high a fame, when he we serve's away. So,- This is to horse.-Adieu, noble Agrippa. Cæsar and Antony have ever won

[Trumpets. More in their officer, than person: Sosius,

Agr. Good fortune, worthy soldier; and farewell. One of my place in Syria, his lieutenant, 110 Enter Cæsar, Antony, Lepidus, and Ocaria. For quick accumulation of renown,

| Ant. No further, sir. Which he atchiev'd by the minute, lost his favour. Cæs. You take from me a great part of myself: Who does i' the wars more than his captain can, Use me well in it.-Sister, prove such a wife band Becomes his captain's captain: and ambition, 1 As my thoughts make thee, and as my furthest The soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss, 15 Shall pass on thy approof.-Most noble Antony, Than gain, which darkens him.

Let not the piece of virtue, which is set I could do more to do Antonius good,

Betwixt us, as the cement of our love, But 'twould offend him; and in his offence To keep it builded, be the ram, to batter Should my performance perish.

The fortress of it: for better might we Sil. Thou hast, Ventidius, that,

20 Have lov'd without this mean, if on both parts Without the which a soldier, and his sword, stony?' This be not cherish'd. Grants' scarce distinction. Thou wilt write to An | Ant. Make me not offended

Ven. I'll humbly signify what in his name, In your distrust.
That magical word of war, we have effected; Cæs. I have said.
How, with his banners, and his well-paid ranks, 125 Ant. You shall not find,
The ne'er-yet beaten horse of Parthia

Though you be therein curious', the least cause We have jaded out o' the field. ·

For what you seem to fear: So, the gods keep you, Sil. Where is he now?

what haste and make the hearts of Romans serve your ends! Ven. He purposeth to Athens: whither with We will here part.. The weight we must convey with us will permit, 301 Cæs. Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well; We shall appear before him.-On, there; pass The elements be kind to thee, and make along

[Excunt. Thy spirits all of comfort! fare thee well.

Octa. My noble brother!
SCENE II.

Ant. The April's in her eyes; it is love's spring,
Rome.

135 And these the showers, to bring it on :- Be cheerful.

TandCæsur's Ilouse.

Octa. Sir, look well to my husband's house; Enter Agrippa at one door, Enobarbus at another. Cres. What, Octavia?

Agr. What, are the brothers parted? [gone;/ | Octa. I'll tell you in your ear.

Eno. They have dispatch'd with Pompey, he is 40 Ant. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps, Her heart inform her tongue: the swan's down To part from Rome: Cæsar is sad; and Lepidus,

feather, Since Pompey's feast, as Menas says, is troubled That stands upon the swell at full of tide, . With the green-sickness.

And neither way inclines. Agr. 'Tis a noble Lepidus.'

4; Eno. Will Cæsar weep? Eno. A very fine one: 0, how he loves Cæsar! Agr. He has a cloud in his face. Thorse'; Agr. Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark An | Eno. He were the worse for that, were he a E:10.Cæsar! Why, he'sthe Jupiter of men. [tony!! So is he, being a man. Agr. What's Antony; the god of Jupiter? | Agr. Why, Enobarbus ? Eno. Speak you of Casar? How? the nonpareil! 50 When Antony found Julius Cæsar dead, Agr. O Antony! ( thou Arabian bird ?

He cried almost to roaring: and he wept, Eno. Would you praise Cæsar? say, Cæsar! When at Philippi he found Brutus slain. go no further.

Eno. That year, indeed, he was troubled with Agr. Indeed, he plied them both with excel

a rheum; lent praises.

[Antony: 55 What willingly he did confound, he wail'd: Eno. But he loves Cæsar best ;-Yet he loves Believe it, 'till I weep too. Ho: hearts, tongues, figures, scribes, bards, poets, | Cas. No, sweet Octavia, cannot

You shall hear from me still; the time shall not I lout-go my thinking on you.

i Grant, for afford, ? The phanix, i.e. They are the reings that raise this heary, lunipish insect from the ground. * i, e. as I will venture the greatest pledge of security, on the trial of thy conduct. Si, e. scrupulous. • A horse is said to have a cloud in his face, when he has a black or dark-coloured spot in his forehead between his eyes.—This gives him a sour look; and being supposed to indicate an ill-temper, is of course regarded as a great blemish.

Ant. Art. Come, sir, come:

i Cleo. Bear’st thou her face in mind? ist long I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love:

or round? Look, here I have you ; thus I let you go, 1 Mes. Round even to faultiness. And give you to the gods.

Cleo. For the most part too, Cæs. Adieu ; be happy!

5fThey are foolish that are so.--Her hair, what Lep. Let all the number of the stars give light

colour? To thy fair way!

Mes. Brown, madam: And her forehead
Cæs. Farewell! farewell! [Kisses Octavia. As low as she would wish it.
Ant. Farewell! [Trumpets sound. Exeunt. Cleo. There's gold for thee.
SCENE III.

110 Thou must not take my former sharpness ill:
The Palace in Alexandria.

I will employ thee back again; I find thee Enter Cleopatra, Churmiun, Iras, and Alexas. Most fit for business: Go, make thee ready; Cleo. Where is the fellow?

Our letters are prepared.
Aler. Half afеard to come.

Char. A proper man.
Cleo. Go to, go to :-Come hither, sir. 115 Cleo. Indeed, he is so: I repent me much
Enter Messenger.

That I so harry'da him. Why, methinks, by him, Aler. Good majesty,

This creature's no such thing. Herod of Jewry dare not look upon you,

Char. Nothing, madam. But when you are well pleas'd.

Cleo. The man hath seen some majesty, and Cleo. That Herod's head

should know. I'll have: But how? when Antony is gone, | Char. Hath he seen majesty? Isis else defend, Through whom I might command it.--Come And serving you so long! [Charmian:thou near. .

| Cleo. I have one thing more to ask him yet, good Mes. Most gracious majesty,

But 'tis no matter; thou shalt bring him to me Cleo. Didst thou behold

25 Where I will write: All may be well enough. Octavia?

Char. I warrant you, madam. [Exeunt. Ales. Ay, dread queen, Cleo. Where?

SCENE IV. Mes. Madam, in Rome

Antony's House at Athens. I look'd her in the face; and saw her led 301

Enter Antony and Octaria. Between her brother and Mark Antony, . | Ant. Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that, Cleo. Is she as tall as me??

That were excusable, that, and thousands more Mes. She is not, madam.

for low? Of semblable import, but he hath wag'd fit Cleo. Didst hear herspeak? Is she shrill-tongu'd, New wars'gainst Pompey; made his will, and read Nies. Madam, I heard her speak; she is low-35 To public ear: voic'd.

long. Spoke scantily of me: when perforce he could not Cleo. That's not so good: he cannot like her! But pay me terms of honour, cold and sickly Char. Like her? 0 Isis ! 'tis impossible.

He vented them; most narrow measure lent me: Cleo. I think so, Charmian: Dull of tongue When the best hint was given him, he not took it, and dwarfish!

140 Or did it from his teeth. What majesty is in her gait? Remember,

Octa. O my good lord, If e'er thou look’dst on majesty.

Believe not all; or, if you must believe, Mes. She creeps;

Stomach not all. A niore unhappy lady, Her motion and her station are as one: .. (If this division chance, ne'er stood between, She shews a body rather than a life;

145 Praying for both parts; The good gods will mock A statue, than a breather,

me presently Cleo. Is this certain ?

When I shall pray; 0, bless my lord and husband! Mes. Or I have no observance.

Cndo that prayer, by crying out as loud, Char. Three in Ægypt

0, bless my brother! Husband win, win brother, Cannot make better note.

50 Prays, and destroys the prayer; no midway Cleo. He's very knowing,

'Twixt these extremes at all. I do perceive't: There's nothing in her yet: Ant. Gentle Octavia, The fellow has good judgement.

Let your best love draw to that point, which secks Char. Excellent.

Best to preserve it: If I lose mine honour, · Cleo. Guess at her years, I pr’ythee. 155/1 lose myself: better I were not yours, Mes. Madam, she was a widow.

Than yours so branchless. But, as you requested, Cleo. Widow Charmian, hark.

Yourself shall go between us: The mean time, Mes. And I do think, she's thirty.

I'll raise the preparation of a war (lady,

i See note 4, p. 768. 2 This scene (says Dr. Grey) is a manifest allusion to the questions put by queen Elizabeth to Sir James Melvil, concerning his mistress, the queen of Scots.- Whoever will give himself the trouble to consult his Memoirs, will probably suppose the resemblance to be more than accidental. Station, in this instance, means the act of standing. To harry, is to use roughly, i, e, disgrace,

Sha

Shall stain' your brother: Make your soonest! | Mec. This in the public eye? [exercise. So your desires are yours.

Thaste; 1 Cæs. I the common shew-place, where they Octa. Thanks to my lord.

Tweak, His sons he there proclaim'd, The kings of kings: The Jove of power make me most weak, mosi! Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia, Your reconciler! Wars 'twixt you twain would be 5 He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assign'd As if the world should cleave, and that slain, men Syria, Cilicia, and Phænicia: She Should solder up the rift.

In the habiliments of the goddess Isis
Ant. When it appears to you where this begins, That day appear'd; and ott before gave audience,
Turn your displeasure that way; for our faults | As 'tis reported, so.
Can never be so equal, that your love

10 Ner. Let Rome be thus
Can equally move with them. Provide your going;| Informed.
Chooseyourowncompany,and commandwhat cost Agr. Who, queasy with his insolence
Your heart has mind to.

[Exeunt. Already, will their good thoughts call from him.

Cæs. The people know it; and have now receiv'd SCENE V.

115 His accusations.
The same.

Agr. Whom does he accuse?
Enter Enobarbus, and Eros.

| Cæs. Cæsar: and that, having in Sicily Eno. How now, friend Eros?

Sextus Pompeius spoil'd, we had not rated him Eros. There's strange news come, sir.

His part o'the isle: then does he say, he lent me Eno. What, man?

[Pompey. 20 Some shipping unrestor'd: lastly, he frets, Eros. Cæsar and Lepidus have made wars upon That Lepidus of the triumvirate Eno. This is old; What is the success?

Should be depos'd; and, being, that we detain Eros. Cæsar, having made use of him in the All his revenue. wars 'gainst Pompey, presently denied him · ri- Agr. Sir, this should be answer'd. vality; would not let him partake in the glory of|25 Cas. 'Tis done already, and the messenger gone. the action: and not resting here, accuses him of I have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel; letters he had formerly wrote to Pompey; upon That he his high authority abus'd, [quer'd, his own appeal', seizes him: So the poor third is And did deserve his change: ior what I have conup, 'till death enlarge his contine.

I grant him part; but then, in bis Armenia, Eno. Then 'would thou hadst a pair of chaps, 30 and other of his conquer'd kingdoms, I no more;

| Demand the like. And throw between them all the food thou hast, diec. He'll never yield to that. They'll grind the other. Where is Antony? Cas. Nor must not then be yielded to in this. Eros. He's walking in the garden-thus; and

Enter Octavia. spurns

Octa. Hail, Cæsar, and my lord! hail, most The rush that lies before him: cries, Fool,Lepidus!

dear Cæsar! And threats the throat of that his officer,

Cæs. That ever I should call thee, cast-away! That murder'd Pompey.

Octa. You have not call’d me so, nor have you Eno. Our great navy's rigg'd.

cause.

[come not Eros. For Italy, and Cæsar. More, Domitius; 401 Cæs. Why have you stoln upon us thus? You My lord desires you presently: my news

Like Cæsar's sister : The wife of Antony I might have told hereafter.

Should have an army for an usher, and Eno. 'Twill be naught:

The neighs of horse to tell of her approach, But let it be.—Bring me to Antony.

Long ere she did appear: the trees by the way, Eros. Come, sir.

[Exeunt. 45 Should have borne men; and expectation fainted,

Longing for what it had not: nay, the dust SCENE VI..

Should have ascended to the roof of heaven, Romne. Cæsar's House.

Rais'd by your populous troops: But you are come Enter Cæsar, Agrippa, and Mecanas. A market-maid to Rome ; and have prevented Cæs. Contemning Rome, he has done all this : 50 The ostentation of our love, which, left unshewn, and more;

is often left unlov'd: we should have met you In Alexandria,-here's the manner of it,

By sea, and land; supplying every stage l' the market-place, on a tribunal silver'd,

With an augmented greeting. Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold

| Octa. Good my lord, Were publicly enthron’d: at the feet, sat 55 To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did it Cæsarion, whom they call my father's son; On my free will. My lord, Mark Antony, And all the unlawful issue, that their lust

Hearing that you prepar'd for war, acquainted Since then hath made between them. Unto her My grieved ear withal; whereon, I begg'd He gave the 'stablishment of Agypt; made her His pardon for return. Of Lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia",

100 Cas. Which soon he granted, Absolute queen.

| Being an obstruct ' 'tween his lust and him.

ii. e. disgrace. ? j. e. equal rank. j. e. upon Cæsar's accusation. Lydia for Lybia. Si. e. an obstruction, a bar to the prosecution of his wanton pleasures with Cleopatra.

Octa.

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