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, [Exeunt. SCENE II. Rome. An Ante-Chamber in Cæsar'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 To part from Rome: Cæsar is sad; and Lepidus, Agr. Agr. Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark Antony! and thy sword. You would be both equally cutting and senseless. Mr. Malone reads "without the which," and adds that to the preceding line. 9 Arabian bird!] The phoenix. Eno. Would you praise Cæsar, say, - Cæsar;-go no further. Agr. Indeed, he ply'd them both with excellent praises. Eno. But he loves Cæsar best; tony: - - Yet he loves An Ho! hearts, tongues, figures, scribes, bards, poets, cannot Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number, ho, his love To Antony. But as for Cæsar, Kneel down, kneel down, and wonder. Agr. Both he loves Eno. They are his shards, and he their beetle. 1 So, This is to horse-Adieu, noble Agrippa. [Trumpets. Agr. Good fortune, worthy soldier; and farewell. Enter CESAR, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, and OCTAVIA. Cæs. You take from me a great part of myself; Use me well in it. Sister, prove such a wife As my thoughts make thee, and as my furthest band2 Shall pass on thy approof. Most noble Antony, Let not the piece of virtue, which is set To keep it builded, be the ram, to batter The fortress of it: for better might we Have loved without this mean, if on both parts Ant. In your distrust. Cæs. Make me not offended I have said. 1 They are his shards, and he their beetle.] i. e. They are the wings that raise this heavy lumpish insect from the ground. 2 — as my furthest band—] As I will venture the greatest pledge of security, on the trial of thy conduct. Band and bond in our author's time, were synonymous. Ant. You shall not find, Though you be therein curious3, the least cause Cas. Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well; Ant. The April's in her eyes: It is love's spring, And these the showers to bring it on. Be cheerful. Octa. Sir, look well to my husband's house; and Cæs. What, Ant. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can Her heart inform her tongue: the swan's down feather, That stands upon the swell at full of tide, And neither way inclines. Agr. [Aside to AGRippa, He has a cloud in's face. Eno. He were the worse for that, were he a horse; 5 So is he, being a man. Agr. Why, Enobarbus? When Antony found Julius Cæsar dead, He cried almost to roaring: and he wept, Eno. That year, indeed, he was troubled with a rheum ; 4 The elements be kind, &c.] This is obscure. It seems to mean, May the different elements of the body, or principles of life, maintain such proportion and harmony as may keep you cheerful. 5 were he a horse;] 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. What willingly he did confound 6, he wail'd: Cæs. No, sweet Octavia, You shall hear from me still; the time shall not Ant. Come, sir, come; I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love: Cæs. Adieu; be happy! Lep. Let all the number of the stars give light Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS. Cleo. Where is the fellow? Alex. Half afeard to come. Cleo. Go to, go to:- Come hither, sir. Enter a Messenger. Alex. Good majesty, That Herod's head Herod of Jewry dare not look upon you, Cleo. I'll have: But how? when Antony is gone Through whom I might command it. Come thou I look'd her in the face; and saw her led Cleo. Is she as tall as me?7 Mess. She is not, madam. Cleo. Didst hear her speak? Is she shrill-tongu'd, or low? Mess. Madam, I heard her speak; she is low-voic'd. Cleo. That's not so good:- he cannot like her long. Char. Like her? O Isis! 'tis impossible. Cleo. I think so, Charmian: Dull of tongue, and dwarfish! What majesty is in her gait? Remember, If e'er thou look'dst on majesty. Mess. She creeps; Her motion and her station are as one: She shows a body rather than a life; A statue, than a breather. I do perceiv't:-There's nothing in her yet:- Char. Cleo. Guess at her years, I pr'ythee. She was a widow. Cleo. Excellent. Madam, Widow? - Charmian, hark. 7 Is she as tall as me? &c. &c. &c.] 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. But Melvil's Memoirs were not printed until 1683. 8 standing. her station] Station, in this instance, means the act of |