CES. What would you more? Pompey, good night. ACT II Good Brother, Let me request you of our graver business 120 Frowns' at this levity. Gentle Lords, let's part; You have my father's house- But, what? we are These drums! these trumpets, flutes! what! Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell To these great fellows: sound, and be hang'd, sound out! [Sound a flourish, with drums. [exeunt. ENO. HOO! says 'a. There's my cap. MEN. HOO! Noble Captain, come. Sc. VII ACT III SCENE I. A Plain in Syria. Enter VENTIDIUS as it were in triumph, with SILIUS, and VEN. Now, darting Parthia, art thou struck; and now 1 i.e. which frowns. 2 i.e. keep you close to the wind, and take you ashore. ACT III Before our army. Thy Pacorus, Orodes, SIL. Noble Ventidius, Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is warm, The routed fly: so thy grand captain Antony Put garlands on thy head. VEN. O Silius, Silius, I have done enough: a lower place, note well, ΤΟ Acquire too high a fame when him we serve's away. Cæsar and Antony have ever won More in their officer than person: Sossius, One of my place in Syria, his lieutenant, For quick accumulation of renown, Which he achiev'd by the minute, lost his favour. I could do more to do Antonius good, But 'twould offend him; and in his offence Should my performance perish. SIL. 20 Thou hast, Ventidius, that' Without the which a soldier and his sword Grants scarce distinction.2 Thou wilt write to Antony? VEN. I'll humbly signify what in his name, That magical word of war, we have effected; 30 How, with his banners and his well-paid ranks, We have jaded out o' the field. SIL. Where is he now? VEN. He purposeth to Athens; whither, with what haste We shall appear before him. On, there; pass along! [exeunt. 1 i.e. sense. 2 are hardly to be distinguished. SCENE II. Rome. An Ante-chamber in CÆSAR's House. Enter AGRIPPA at one door, ENOBARBUS at another. To part from Rome; Cæsar is sad; and Lepidus, AGR. "Tis a noble Lepidus. ENO. A very fine one. O, how he loves Cæsar! cannot Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number, hoo! 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. [Trumpets within.] So This is to horse. Adieu, noble Agrippa. AGR. Good fortune, worthy Soldier; and farewell. Enter CESAR, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, and OCTAVIA. ANT. No further, Sir. CES. You take from me a great part of myself; Betwixt us as the cement of our love 1 strongest warrant. 20 ACT III ACT III Sc. II To keep it builded, be the ram to batter This be not cherish'd. ANT. 30 Make me not offended In your distrust. CÆS. I have said. ANT. You shall not find, Though you be therein curious, the least cause CAS. Farewell, my dearest Sister, fare thee well: The elements be kind to thee, and make OCTA. My noble Brother! ANT. The April's in her eyes; it is love's Spring, 40 What, ANT. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can Her heart inform her tongue-the swan's-down feather, And neither way inclines. ENO. [aside to AGRIPPA.] Will Cæsar weep? AGR. [aside to ENOBARBUS.] 50 He has a cloud in 's face. ENO. [aside to AGRIPPA.] He were the worse for that were he a horse; So is he being a man. AGR. [aside to ENOBARBUS.] Why, Enobarbus, When Antony found Julius Cæsar dead, He cried almost to roaring; and he wept When at Philippi he found Brutus slain. ENO. [aside to AGRIPPA.] That year, indeed, he was troubled with a rheum; What willingly he did confound he wail'd, Believe 't, till I wept too. CES. No, sweet Octavia, You shall hear from me still; the time shall not Out-go my thinking on you. ANT. Come, Sir, come; I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love: And give you to the Gods. CAS. Adieu; be happy! LEP. Let all the number of the Stars give light 60 ACT III Sc. II Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS. CLEO. Where is the fellow ? CLEO. Go to, go to. Half afeard to come. I'll have: but how, when Antony is gone Through whom I might command it? Come thou near. MESS. Most gracious Majesty— CLEO. Didst hear her speak? is she shrill-tongu'd or low? |