You shall not find,
Though you be therein curious, the least cause
For what you seem to fear: So, the gods keep you,
And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends!
We will here part.

Cas. Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well;
The elements' be kind to thee, and make.
Thy spirits all of comfort! fare thee well.

Octa. My noble brother!

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; andCæs.

What,

nor

Her heart inform her tongue: the swan's down
feather,

That stands upon the swell at full of tide,
And neither way inclines.

[Aside to Agrippa.

He has a cloud in's face.

Eno. He were the worse for that, were he a horse; So is he, being a man.

When Antony found Julius Cæsar dead,

He cried almost to roaring: and he wept,
When at Philippi he found Brutus slain.

Eno. That year, indeed, he was troubled with a
rheum;

What willingly he did confound, he wail'd :
Believe it, till 1 weep too.

No, sweet Octavia,

You shall hear from me still; the time shall not
Out-go my thinking on you.

Come, sir, come; I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love: Look, here I have you; thus I let you go,

And give you to the gods.

Adieu; be happy!

Lep. Let all the number of the stars give light

Farewell, farewell!

[Kisses Octavia. Farewell. [Trumpets sound. Exeunt.

(3) Octavia. (5) Of air and water.

To public ear:

Spoke scantly of me: when perforce he could not
But pay me terms of honour, cold and sickly
He vented' them; most narrow measure lent me :
When the best hint was given him, he not took't,
Or did it from his teeth.4

Oct.
O my good lord,
Believe not all; or, if you must believe,
Stomach' not all. A more unhappy lady,
If this division chance, ne'er stood between,
Praying for both parts:

And the good gods will mock me presently,
When I shall pray, O, bless my lord and husband!
Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud,

O, bless my brother! Husband win, win brother,
Prays, and destroys the prayer; no midway
"Twixt these extremes at all.
Gentle Octavia,

Ant.
Let your best love draw to that point, which seeks
Best to preserve it: IfI lose mine honour,
I lose myself: better I were not yours,
Than yours so branchless. But, as you requested,
Yourself shall go between us: The mean time, lady,
I'll raise the preparation of a war

Shall stain your brother; Make your soonest haste;
So your desires are yours.
Oct.

Thanks to my lord.

The Jove of power make me most weak, most
weak,

Your reconciler! Wars 'twixt you twain would be
As if the world should cleave, and that slain men
Should solder" up the rift.

Ant. When it appears to you where this begins,
Turn your displeasure that way; for our faults
Can never be so equal, that your love

Eno. Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no

more:

And throw between them all the food thou hast,
They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?
Eros. He's walking in the garden-thus; and
spurns

The rush that lies before him; cries, Fool, Lepidus!
And threats the throat of that his officer,
That murder'd Pompey.

Eno.
Our great navy's rigged.
Eros. For Italy, and Cæsar. More, Domitius;
My lord desires you presently: my news
I might have told hereafter.
"Twill be naught:
But let it be.-Bring me to Antony.
Eros. Come, sir.

Eno.

[Exeunt,

SCENE VI.-Rome. A room in Cæsar's house.
Enter Cæsar, Agrippa, and Mæcenas.

Cas. Contemning Rome, he has done all this:
And more;

In Alexandria, here's the manner of it,-
I'the market-place, on a tribunal silver'd,
Cleopatra and himself, in chairs of gold,
Were publicly enthron'd: at the feet, sat
Cæsarion, whom they call my father's son;
And all the unlawful issue, that their lust
Since then hath made between them. Unto her
He gave the 'stablishment of Egypt; made her
Of lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia,
Absolute queen.

Mac.

This in the public eye?

Cas. I'the common show-place, where they ex

ercise.

His sons he there proclaim'd, The kings of kings:
Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia,

He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assign'd
Syria, Cilicia, and Phoenicia: She
In the habiliments of the goddess Isis
That day appear'd; and oft before gave audience,
As 'tis reported, so.
Mac.
Let Rome be thus
Inform'd.

Agr. Who, queasy with his insolence
Already, will their good thoughts call from him.
Cas. The people know it; and have now receiv'd
His accusations.
Agr.

Whom does he accuse?
Cas. Cæsar: and, that, having in Sicily
Can equally move with them. Provide your going; Sextus Pompeius spoil'd, we had not rated1 him
Choose your own company, and command what cost | His part o'the isle: then does he say, he lent me
Your heart has mind to.
Some shipping unrestor'd: lastly, he frets,
That Lepidus of the triumvirate
Should be depos'd; and, being, that we detain

[Exeunt.

SCENE V.-The same. Another room in the seme. Enter Enobarbus and Eros, meeting.

Eno. What, man'

All his revenue.

Agr.

Sir, this should be answer'd.

Cas. 'Tis done already, and the messenger gone I have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel; That he his high authority abus'd,

Eros. Cæsar and Lepidus have made wars upon And did deserve his change; for what I have con Pompey. Eno. This is old; What is the success?"

Mæc.

quer'd,

Eros. Cæsar, having made use of him in the And other of his conquer'd kingdoms, I I grant him part; but then, in his Armenia, wars 'gainst Pompey, presently denied him rival-Demand the like. ity;" would not let him partake in the glory of the action and not resting here, accuses him of letters be had formerly wrote to Pompey; upon his own appeal,12 seizes him: So the poor third is up till death enlarge his confine.

(1) Similar tendency. (2) Could not help.
(3) Published. (4) Indistinct, through his teeth.
(5) Resent. (6) Disgrace. (7) Cement, close.
(8) Opening.

He'll never yield to that.
Cas. Nor must not then be yielded to in this.

SCENE VII.-Antony's camp, near the promon-
tory of Actium. Enter Cleopatra and Eno-
barbus.

Cleo. I will be even with thee, doubt it not.
Eno. But why, why, why?

Cleo. Thou hast forspoke my being in these
wars;

Welcome hither:
Your letters did withhold our breaking forth;
Till we perceiv'd, both how you were wrong led,
And we in negligent danger. Cheer your heart:
Be you not troubled with the time, which drives
O'er your content these strong necessities;
But let determin'd things to destiny
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,
To do you justice, make them ministers
Of us, and those that love you. Best of comfort;
And ever welcome to us.

(2) Obstruction.
(4) Harlot. (5) Threatens.
(7) Absolutely.

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SCENE VIII-A plain near Actium.
Cæsar, Taurus, Officers, and others.

Cas. Taurus,

Tau.

My lord.

Cas.

[Exeunt.

Enter

Strike not by land; keep whole
Provoke not battle, till we have done at sea.
Do not exceed the prescript of this scroll:
Our fortune lies upon this jump."

Enter Antony and Enobarbus.

[Exeunt.

:

Alarum. Re-enter Enobarbus.

Eno. Naught, naught, all naught! I can behold
no longer:

The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral,
With all their sixty, fly, and turn their rudder;
To see't, mine eyes are blasted.

All the whole synod of them!
Eno.
Scar. The greater cantle1o of the world is lost
With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away
Kingdoms and provinces.

Eno.

How appears the fight?

Scar. On our side like the token'd" pestilence,
Where death is sure. Yon' ribald-rid nag of Egypt,
Whom leprosy o'ertake! i'the midst o'the fight,-
When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd,
Both as the same, or rather ours the elder,"
The brize' upon her, like a cow in June,
Hoists sails, and flies.

Eno.

That I beheld: mine eyes
Did sicken at the sight on't, and could not
Endure a further view.

Scar.

She once being loof'd,'
The noble ruin of her magic, Antony,
Claps on his sea-wing, and like a doting mallard,
Leaving the fight in height, flies after her:

I never saw an action of such shame;
Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before
Did violate so itself.
Eno.

Alack, alack!

Enter Canidius. \

Can. Our fortune on the sea is out of breath,
And sinks most lamentably. Had our general
Been what he knew himself, it had gone well:
O, he has given example for our flight,
Most grossly, by his own.

Eno. Ay, are you thereabouts? Why then, good
night
Indeed.
[Aside.
Can. Towards Peloponnesus are they fled.
Scar. 'Tis easy to't; and there I will attend
What further comes.

Can.
To Cæsar will I render
My legions, and my horse; six kings already
Show me the way of yielding.

The wounded chance of Antony, though my reason
Sits in the wind against me.
[Exeunt.

SCENE IX.-Alexandria. A room in the pal-
ace. Enter Antony and Attendants.

Ant. Hark, the land bids me tread no more upon't,
It is asham'd to bear me!-Friends, come hither,
I am so lated 16 in the world, that I

Ant. Set we our squadrons on yon' side o'the hill, Have lost my way for ever:-I have a ship
In eye of Cæsar's battle; from which place Laden with gold; take that, divide it; fly,
We may the number of the ships behold,
And make your peace with Cæsar.
And so proceed accordingly.

Scene X, XI.

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA.

Which has no need of you; be gone :
My treasure's in the harbour, take it.-0,
I follow'd that I blush to look upon:
My very hairs do mutiny; for the white
Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them
For fear and doting.-Friends, be gone: you shall
Have letters from me to some friends that will
Sweep your way for you. Pray you, look not sad,
Nor make replies of loathness: take the hint
Which my despair proclaims; let that be left
Which leaves itself: to the sea-side straightway:
I will possess you of that ship and treasure.
Leave me, I pray, a little; 'pray you now :-
Nay, do so; for, indeed, I have lost command,
Therefore I pray you:-I'll see you by and by.

[Sits down. Enter Eros, and Cleopatra, led by Charmian and

Iras.

Eros. Nay, gentle madam, to him:-Comfort him.
Iras. Do, most dear queen.

Char. Do? Why, what else?

Cleo. Let me sit down. O Juno!

Ant. No, no, no, no, no.

Eros. See you here, sir?

Ant. O fie, fie, fie.

Char. Madam,

Iras. Madam; O good empress!—
Eros. Sir, sir,-

Ant. Yes, my lord, yes ;-He,' at Philippi, kept
His sword even like a dancer; while I struck
The lean and wrinkled Cassius; and 'twas I,
That the mad Brutus ended: he alone
Dealt on lieutenantry,2 and no practice had

In the brave squares of war: Yet now-No matter.
Cleo. Ah, stand by.

Eros. The queen, my lord, the queen.
Iras. Go to him, madam, speak to him;
unqualitied' with very shame.

He

Cleo. Well then,-Sustain me :-O!

Eros. Most noble sir, arise; the queen

ap

proaches;

but

Her head's declined, and death will seize her;
Your comfort makes the rescue.

Ant. I have offended reputation;

A most unnoble swerving.

Eros.

Sir, the queen.

Ant. O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See,
How I convey my shame out of thine eyes,
By looking back on what I have left behind,
'Stroy'd in dishonour.

O my lord, my lord!
Cleo.
Forgive my fearful sails! I little thought,
You would have follow'd.

Egypt, thou knew'st too well,
Ant.
My heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings,
And thou should'st tow me after: O'er my spirit
Thy full supremacy thou knew'st; and that
Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods
Command me.

O, my pardon.

Cleo.
Now I must
Ant.
To the young man send humble treaties, dodge
And palter in the shifts of lowness; who
With half the bulk o'the world play'd as I pleas'd,
Making, and marring fortunes. You did know,
How much you were my conqueror; and that
My sword, made weak by my affection, would

(1) Cæsar.

(2) Fought by his officers.
(4) Unless.
(3) Divested of his faculties.

(5) Values.

(6) Euphronius, schoolmaster to Antony's chil

dren.

VOL. II.

O pardon, pardon.

Obey it on all cause.
Cleo.
Ant. Fall not a tear, I say; one of them rates'
All that is won and lost: Give me a kiss;
Even this repays me.-We sent our schoolmaster,
Is he come back?-Love, I am full of lead:
Some wine, within there, and our viands:-For-
tune knows,

We scorn her most, when most she offers blows.
[Exeunt.
SCENE X.-Cæsar's camp, in Egypt. Enter
Cæsar, Dolabella, Thyreus, and others.
Cas. Let him appear that's come from Antony.-
Know you him?

Dol.
Cæsar, 'tis his schoolmaster:
An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither
He sends so poor a pinion of his wing,
Which had superfluous kings for messengers,
Not many moons gone by."

I have no ears to his request. The queen
Of audience, nor desire, shall fail; so she
From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend,"
Or take his life there: This if she perform,
She shall not sue unheard. So to them both.
Eup. Fortune pursue thee!
Cas.

Bring him through the bands.
[Exit Euphronius.
To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Despatch;
From Antony win Cleopatra: promise,

[To Thyreus.
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
The ne'er-touch'd vestal: Try thy cunning, Thy-

(8) Diadem, the crown.

(9) Paramour.

(10) Conforms himself to this breach of his for