Let your best love draw to that point which feeks Than yours fo branchlefs. But as you requested, Your felf fhall go between's; the mean time, Lady, I'll raife the preparation of a war Shall ftrain your brother; make your fooneft hafte, Ó. Thanks to my Lord, The Jove of power make me, although moft weak, Ant. When it appears to you where this begins, Can equally move with them. Provide your going, Enter Enobarbus and Eros. Eno. How now, friend Eros? Eros. There's ftrapge news come, Sir. Eno. What, man? Eros. Cæfar and Lepidus have made war On Pompey Eno. This is old; what's the fuccefs? Eros. Cæfar having made ufe of him i'th' wars So the poor third is up, 'till death inlarge His confine. [Exeunt. Eno. Then, World! thou haft a pair of chaps, no more a And throw between them all the food thou haft, and fpurns They'll grind each other. Where is Antony? B b And And threats the throat of that his officer Eno. Our great navy's rigg'd. Eros. For Italy and Cæfar; more, Domitius, no. Twill be naught, But let it be; bring me to Antony. Eros. Come, Sir. SCENE V. The Palace in Rome. [Exeunt. Caf. Contemning Rome, he has done all this, and more, In Alexandria; here's the matter of it: I' th' market-place on a tribunal filver'd, Since then hath made between them. Unto her Of lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia, Abfolute Queen. Mec. This in the publick eye? Caf. I'th' common fhew-place where they exercise. His fons were there proclaim'd the Kings of Kings; Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy affign'd Syria, Cilicia, and Phoenicia: he In the habiliments of the Goddefs Ifis That day appear'd, and oft before gave audience, As 'tis reported, fo. Mec. Let Rome be thus Inform'd; who, queafie with his infolence Already, will their good thoughts call from him. Agr. Whom does he accufe? Caf. Cafar, for that having in Sicily Sextus Pompeius fpoil'd, we had not rated him That That Lepidus of the triumvirate Should be depos'd; and being, that we detain All his revenue. Agr. Sir, this fhould be answer'd. Caf. 'Tis done already, and his meffenger gone: I told him Lepidus was grown too cruel, That he his high authority abus'd, And did deferve his change. For what I've conquer'd, And other of his conquer'd kingdoms, I Demand the like. Mec. He'll never yield to that. Caf. Nor muft he then be yielded to in this. Enter Octavia with Attendants. O. Hail, Cæfar, and my Lord! hail, moft dear Cæfar! Caf. That ever I fhould call thee cast-away ! Od. You have not call'd me fo, nor have you cause. Caf. Why haft thou ftol'n upon me thus ? you come not Like Cafar's fifter; the wife of Antony Should have an army for an usher, and The trees by th' way The neighs of horse to tell of her approach, To come thus was I not conftrain'd, but did it Caf. Which foon he granted, Being an obftruct 'tween his luft and him. Bb 2 Ca' Caf. I have eyes upon him, And his affairs come to me on the wind: Where is he now ? O. My Lord, he is in Athens. Caf. No, my moft wronged fifter; Cleopatra Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire Up to a whore, who now are levying The Kings o' th' earth for war. He hath affembled Of Cappadocia, Philadelphos King Of Paphlagonia; the Thracian King Adallas, Oct. Ah me most wretched, That have my heart parted betwixt two friends, Caf. Welcome hither; Your letters did with-hold our breaking forth, But let determin'd things to deftiny Hold unbewail'd their way. Welcome to Rome: Nothing more dear to me. You are abus'd Beyond the mark of thought; and the high Gods, Of us, and those that love you. Be of comfort, Agr. Welcome, Lady. Mec. Welcome, dear Madam. Each heart in Rome does love and pity you; 08. Is it fo, Sir? Caf Caf. It is most certain: fifter, welcome; pray you Be ever known to patience. My dear'ft fifter! SCENE VI. ACTIUM. Enter Cleopatra, and Ænobarbus. Cleo. I will be even with thee, doubt it not. Cleo. Thou haft bespoke my being in thefe wars ; Eno. Well; is it, is it? [Exeunt. Cleo. Is't not denounc'd against us? why fhould not we Be there in perfon? Eno. Well I could reply; If we should ferve with horfe and mares together, Cleo. What is't you say? Eno. Your prefence needs muft puzzle Antony; Take from his heart, take from his brain, from's time, What should not then be fpar'd. He is already Traduc'd for levity, and 'tis faid in Rome, That Photinus an eunuch, and your maids, Manage this war. Cleo. Sink Rome, and their tongues rot That fpeak against us! A charge we bear i'th' war, Appear there for a man. I will not ftay behind. Speak not against it, Enter Antony and Canidius. Eno. Nay, I have done : Here comes the Emperor. Ant. Is't not ftrange, Canidius, That from Tarentum, and Brundufium, He could fo quickly cut th' Ionian sea, And take in Toryne? You have heard on't, sweet? Than by the negligent. Ant. A good rebuke, Which might have well becom'd the best of men Will fight with him by sea. |