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Enter EUPHRONIUS, ambassador from Antony.
Approach, and speak.
Be't so: declare thine office. Euph. Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee,
Bring him through the bands.
[Exit Euphronius. [To Thyreus] To try thy eloquence, now 'tis
time: dispatch; From Antony win Cleopatra: promise, 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
30 The ne'er-touch'd vestal: try thy cunning, Thy
Cæsar, I go.
Cæsar, I shall. [Exeunt.
SCENE XIII. Alexandria. Cleopatra's
palace. Enter CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN,
and IRAS. Cleo. What shall we do, Enobarbus? Eno.
Think, and die. Cleo. Is Antony or we in fault for this?
Eno. Antony only, that would make his will Lord of his reason. What though you fled From that great face of war, whose several
Ant. Is that his answer ?
Euph. He says so.
Let her know't.
That head, my lord ? 19 Ant. To him again: tell him he wears the rose Of youth upon him; from which the world should
note Something particular: his coin, ships, legions, May be a coward's; whose ministers would prevail Under the service of a child as soon As i' the command of Cæsar: I dare him therefore To lay his gay comparisons apart,
And answer me declined, sword against sword,
[Exeunt Antony and Euphronius. Eno. [Aside] Yes, like enough, high-battled Cæsar will
29 Unstate his happiness, and be staged to the show, Against a sworder! I see men's judgements 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 sub
dued His judgement too.
Enter an Attendant. Att.
A messenger from Cæsar. Cleo. What, no more cereniony ?
women! Against the blown rose may they stop their nose That kneel'd unto the buds. Admit him, sir. 40
[Exit Attendant. Eno. [Aside] Mine honesty and I begin to square.
*Quarrel. The loyalty well held to fools does make Our faith mere folly: yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fall’n lord Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i’ the story.
None but friends: say boldly.
So. Thus then, thou most renown'd: Cæsar entreats, Not to consider in what case thou stand'st, Further than he is Cæsar.
Go on: right royal. Thyr. He knows that you embrace not Antony As you did love, but as you fear'd him. Cleo.
O! Thyr. The scars upon your honour, therefore, he Does pity, as constrained blemishes, Not as deserved. Cleo. He is a god, and knows
бо What is inost right: mine honour was not yielded, But conquer'd merely.
Eno. [Aside] To be sure of that,
Shall I say to Cæsar What you require of him? for he partly begs To be desired to give. It much would please him, That of his fortunes you should make a staff To lean upon: but it would warm his spirits, To hear from me you had left Antony,
70 tAnd put yourself under his shrowd, The universal landlord. Cleo.
What's your name?
Most kind messenger,
'Tis your noblest course. Wisdom and fortune combating together, If that the former dare but what it can,
Your Cæsar's father oft,
Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.
Favours, by Jove that thunders! What art thou, fellow ?
One that but performs
[Aside] You will be whipp'd. Ant. Approach, there! Ah, you kite! Now, gods and devils!
89 Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho! Like boys unto a muss,* ngs would start forth, And cry ‘Your will?' Have you no ears? I am Antony yet.
*Scramble. Enter Attendants.
Take hence this Jack,+ and whip him. Eno. [Aside] 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
+Mean fellow. Than with an old one dying. Ant.
Moon and stars! Whip him. Were't twenty of the greatest tribu
taries That do acknowledge Cæsar, should I find them So saucy with the hand of she here, -what's her
Thyr. Mark Antony!
Tug him away: being whipp'd,
[Exeunt Attendants with Thyreus.
Good my lord,
own filth drop our clear judgements; make us Adore our errors; laugh at 's, while we strut To our confusion.