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Shall die a Beggar, Ink and Paper, Charmian.
Welcome my good Alexas. Did I, Charmian,
Ever love Cefar fo?

Char. Oh that brave Cesar!

Clea. Be choak'd with such another Emphafis,

Say the brave Antony.

Char. The valiant Cafar.

Clo. By Ifis, I will give thee bloody Teeth,

If thou with Cafar Paragon again

My Man of Men.

Char. By your most gracious Pardon,

I Sing but after you.

Cleo. My Sallad Days,

When I was green in Judgment, cold in Blood,

To say, as I said then. But come, away,

Get me Ink and Paper,

He shall have every Day several greetings, or I'll unpeople

Ægypt.

Pom. TF

ACTIV. SCENE I.

SCENE in Sicily.

Enter Pompey, Menecrates, and Menas.

F the great Gods be just, they shall assist
The Deeds of justest Men.

Mene. Know, worthy Pompey,

That which they do delay, they not deny.

[Exeunt.

Pom. While we are Suitors to their Throne, decays

The thing we fue for.

Men. We, ignorant of our selves,

Beg often our own harms, which the wife Powers
Deny us for our good; so find we profit
By lofing of our Prayers.

Pom. I shall do well:

The People love me, and the Sea is mine;
My Powers are Crefcent, and my aguring hope
Says it will come to th' full. Mark Antony
IrAgypt fits at Dinner, and will make

No

No Wars without Doors: Cafar gets Mony where
He lofes Hearts; Lepidus flatters both,
Of both is flatter'd; but he neither loves,
Nor either cares for him.

Mene. Cafar and Lepidus are in the Field,
A mighty strength they carry.
Pom. Where have you this? 'Tis false.
Mene. From Silvius, Sir.

Pom. He dreams; I know they are in Rome together
Looking for Antony: But all the Charms of Love,
Salt Cleopatra, foften thy wand Lip,

Let Witchcraft join with Beauty; Luft with both,
Tie up the Libertine in a Field of Feasts,
Keep his Brain fuming; Epicurean Cooks,
Sharpen with cloyless sawce his Appetite;
That sleep and feeding may prorogue his Honour,

Even 'till a lethied Dulness

Enter Varrius.

How now Varrius?

Var. This is most certain, that I shall deliver:

Mark Antony is every hour in Rome
Expected. Since he went from Ægypt, 'tis
A space for farther travel.

Pom. I could have given less matter

A better Ear. Menas, I did not think
This amorous Surfeiter would have donn'd his Helm

For fuch a petty War; his Soldiership

Is twice the other twain: but let us rear

The higher our Opinion, that our stirring
Can from the lap of Egypt's Widow pluck
The near Luft-wearied Antony.

Men. I cannot hope,

Cafar and Antony fhall well greet together:
His Wife that's dead, did trespasses to Cafar,
His Brother warr'd upon him, although I think
Not mov'd by Antony.

Pom. I know not, Menas,

How lesser Enmities may give way to greater.
Were't not that we stand up against them all,

'Twere pregnant they should square beetween themselves;

For they have entertained cause enough

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To draw their Swords; but how the fear of us
May cement their Divisions, and bind up
The petty Difference, we yet not know.
Be't as our Gods will have't; it only stands
Our lives upon, to use our strongest hands.
Come, Menas.

SCENE II. Rome.

Enter Enorbarbus and Lepidus.

Lep. Good Enobardus, 'tis a worthy deed,

And shall become you well, to entreat your Captain

To foft and gentle Speech.

Eno. I shall entreat him

To answer like himself; if Cafar move him,

Let Antony look over Cafar's Head,

And speak as loud as Mars. By Jupiter,
Were I the wearer of Antonio's Beard,

I would not shave't to day.

Lep. 'Tis not a time for private Stomaching,

[Exeunt.

Eno. Every time serves for the matter that is then born in't.

Lep. But small to greater Matters must give way.

Eno. Not of the small come first.

Lep. Your Speech is paffion; but pray you stir No Émbers up. Here comes the noble Antony. Enter Antony and Ventidius.

Eno. And yonder Cafar.

Enter Cæfar, Mecenas, and Agrippa.

Ant. If we compose well here, to Parthia

Hark, Ventidius.

Caf. I do not know; Mecanas, ask Agrippa.
Lep. Noble Friends,

That which combin'd us was most great, and let not

A leaner Action rend us.

What's amiss,

May it be gently heard. When we debate
Our trivial difference loud, we do commit

Murther in healing Wounds. Then noble Partners,
The rather, for I earnestly beseech,

Touch you the sowrest points with sweetest terms,

Nor curstness grow to the matter.

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Ant. 'Tis spoken well:

Were we before our Armies and to fight,
I should do thus.

Cas. Welcome to Rome.

Ant. Thank you.

Caf. Sit.

Ant. Sit, Sir.

Caf. Nay then.

Ant. I learn you take things ill, which are not for

Or being, concern you not.

Caf. I must be laught at,

If, or for nothing, or a little, I.

Should fay my felf offended, and with you

Chiefly i'th World. More laught at, that I should
Once name you derogately: when to found your name
It not concern'd me.

Ant. My being in Ægypt, Cafar, what was't to you?
Caf. No more than my refiding here at Rome

Might be to you in Ægypt: yet if you there
Did practise on my state, your being in Ægypt
Might be my question.

Ant. How intend you, practis'd?

Caf. You may be pleas'd to catch at mine intent,
By what did here befali me. Your Wife and Brother
Made wars upon me, and their conteftation
Was Theam for you, you were the word of war.

Ant. You do mistake your business, my Brother never
Did urge me in his A&: I did inquire it,
And have my learning from some true reports
That drew their Swords with you. Did he not rather
Discredit my Authority with yours,

And make the wars alike against my Stomach,
Having alike your caufe? Of this my Letters
Before did fatisfie you. If you patch a quarrel,
As matter whole you've not to make it with,
It must not be with this.

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Caf. You praise your self, by laying defects of Jugdment

to me: but you patch up your excuses.

Ant. Not fo, not so:

I know you could not lack, I am certain on't,

Very necessity of this thought, that I

Your Partner in the cause 'gainst which he fought,

Could

Could not with graceful Eyes attend those Wars
Which fronted mine own peace. As for my Wife,
I would you had her Spirit, in such another,
The third o'th'World is yours, which with a Snaffle,
You may pace eafie, but not fuch a Wife.

Eno. Would we had all such Wives, that the Men might

go to Wars with the Women.

Ant. So much uncurbable, her Garboiles Cafar
Made out of her impatience, which not wanted
Shrewdness of policy too, I grieving grant,
Did you too much disquiet, for that you must,

But say I could not help it.

Caf. I wrote to you,

When rioting in Alexandria you
Did pocket up my Letters; and with taunts
Did beg my Miffive out of audience.

Ant. Sir, he fell on me, e'er admitted: then
Three Kings I had newly feasted, and did want
Of what I was i'th'morning: but next day
I told him of my self, which was as much
As to have askt him pardon. Let this Fellow
Be nothing of our strife: if we contend
Out of our queftion wipe him.

Caf. You have broken

The Article of your Oath, which you shall never
Have Tongue to charge me with.

Lep. Soft, Cafar.

Ant. No, Lepidus, let him fpeak,

The Honour is Sacred which he talks on now,

Supposing that I lackt it: but on, Cafar,

The Article of my Oath.

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Caf. To lend me Arms, and Aid, when I requir'd them,

The which you both denied.

Ant. Neglected rather:

And then when Poisoned hours had bound me up
From mine own Knowledge; as nearly as I may,
I'll play the penitent to you. But mine honesty,
Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my power
Work without it. Truth is, that Fulvia,
To have me out of Egypt, made Wars here,
For which my self, the ignorant motive, do

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