d speak, t, ACT II, SCENE II The appetites they feed but she makes hungry MECENAS If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle A blessed lottery to him. AGRIPPA Let us go. Good Enobarbus, make yourself my guest The world and my great office will sometimes OCTAVIA All which time Before the gods my knee shall bow my prayers To them for you. 47 ANTONY Good night, sir. My Octavia, Read not my blemishes in the world's report: I have not kept my square; but that to come Good night. CÆSAR Exeunt Cæsar and Octavia. Enter SOOTHSAYER. ANTONY Now, sirrah; you do wish yourself in Egypt ? SOOTHSAYER Would I had never come from thence, nor you Thither! ANTONY If you can, your reason? SOOTHSAYER I see it in My motion, have it not in my tongue : but yet Hie you to Egypt again. ANTONY Say to me, Whose fortunes shall rise higher, Caesar's or mine ? Cæsar's. SOOTHSAYER Therefore, O Antony, stay not by his side : Thy demon, that 's thy spirit which keeps thee, is Where Cæsar's is not; but, near him, thy angel Becomes a fear, as being o'erpower'd: therefore Make space between you. ANTONY Speak this no more. SOOTHSAYER To none but thee; no more, but when to thee. If thou dost play with him at any game, Thou art sure to lose; and, of that natural luck, But, he away, 't is noble. ANTONY Get thee gone : Say to Ventidius I would speak with him: Exit Soothsayer. He shall to Parthia. Be it art or hap, Enter VENTIDIUS. O, come, Ventidius, You must to Parthia: your commission 's ready; Antony and Cleopatra. 7 Will e'en but kiss Octavia, and we 'll follow. LEPIDUS Till I shall see you in your soldier's dress, MECENAS We shall, As I conceive the journey, be at the Mount Before you, Lepidus. LEPIDUS Your way is shorter; My purposes do draw me much about: You'll win two days upon me. Farewell. MECENAS, AGRIPPA Sir, good success! LEPIDUS Exeunt. SCENE V ALEXANDRIA. CLEOPATRA'S PALACE Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS and ALEXAS. CLEOPATRA Give me some music; music, moody food Of us that trade in love. ATTENDANTS The music, ho! Enter MARDIAN the Eunuch. CLEOPATRA Let it alone; let 's to billiards: come, Charmian. CHARMIAN My arm is sore; best play with Mardian. And when good will is show'd, though 't come too short, The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now: |