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Cæl. Welcorne hither; Your letters did with-hold 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 itrong 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 iheir ministers Of us, and those that love you, Be of comfort; And ever welcome to us.

Agr. Welcome, Lady,

Mec. Welcome, dear Madam :
Each heart in Rome does love and pity you;
Only th' adulterous Aniony, most large
In his abominations, turns you off,
And gives his potent regiment to a trull,
That noites it against us.
Okta. Is it so, Sir ?

Cæs. It is most certain. Sister, welcome. Pray Be ever known to patience, my dear'st fister! [you,


Wear the Promontory of Actium.

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

Cleo. Thou hast forespoke my being in these And lay'st it is not fit.

[wars ; Eno. Well ; is it, is it?

Cleo. Is't not denounc'd against us? why should not we be there in person?

Eno. aside.) Well, I could reply; if we should serve with horse and mares together, the horse were merely lost; the mares would bear a loldier and his horse,

Cleo. What is't you say ?

Eno. Your presence needs must puzzle Antony ; Take from his heart, take from his brain, from's

time, What fiould not then be spar'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 speak against us! A charge we bear i'th' war; And, as the president of my kingdom, will Appear there for a man. Speak not against it, I will not stay behind.

Enter Antony and Canidius. Eno. Nay, I have done : here comes the Emperor.

Ant. Is it not strange, Canidius, That from Tarentum and Brundufium He could so quickly cut th' (onian sea, And take in Toryne? You have heard on't, sweet?

Cleo. Celerity is never more admir'd
Than by the negligent.

Ant. A good rebuke,
Which might have well become the best of inen
To taunt at Nackness. Canidius, we
Will fight with him by sea.

Cleo. By sea, what else?
Can. Why will my Lord do so?
Ant. For that he dares us to't.
Eng. So hath my Lord dar'd him to single fight.
Çan. Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharsalia,
Where Cæsar fought with Pompey: but these offers,
Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes off;
And fo should you.

Eno. Your ships are not well mann'd,
Your mariners are muleteers, reapers, people
Ingross'd by swift impreis. In Cæsar's fleet
Are those that often have 'gainst Pompey fought;
Their ships are yare, yours heavy: no disgrace
Shall fall you for refusing him at lea,
Being prepar'd for land.

Ant. By sea, by sea.
E10. Moft worthy Sir, you therein throw away.

The absolute soldiership you have by land;
Distract your army, which doth most confist
Of war-mark'd footmen : leave unexecuted
Your own renowned knowledge ; quite forgo
The way which promises assurance, and
Give up yourself meerly to chance and hazard,
From firm security.
Ant. I'll fight at sea.
Cleo. I have sixty fails, Cæsar none better.

Ant. Our overplus of thipping will we burn,
And, with the rest full-man'd, from th' head of

Beat the approaching Cæfar. But if we fail,
We then can do't at land.

Enter a Messenger.
Thy business?

Mell. The news is true, my Lord; be is descry'd; Cæfar has taken Toryne.

Ant. Can be be there in perfon? 'is imposible. Strange that his power should be fo. Canidius, Our nineteen legions thou llialt hold by land, And our twelve thousand horse. We'll to our ship Away, my Thetis !

Enter a Soldier. How now, worthy soldier?

Sold. Oh, noble Emperor, do not fight by fea, Trust not to rotien planks : do you misdoubt This sword, and these my wounds ? let the Ægyptians And the Phoenicians go a-ducking : we Have us'd to conquer standing on the earth, And fighting foot to foot. Ant. Well, well, away.

[Exeunt Ant. Cleo. and Enob. Sold. By Hercules, I think I am i' th' right.

Cap. Soldier, thou art; but his whole action grows Not in the power on't * : fo our leader's led, And we are women's mėn.

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• That is, his whole conduct becomes ungoverned by the right, or by region. 'Johnson.

Sold. You keep by land
The legions and the horse whole, do you not?

Can. Marcus Octavius, Marcus Jufteius,
Publicola and Cælius are for sea :
But we keep whole by land. This fpeed of Cæsar's
Carries beyond belief.

Sold. While he was yet in Rome,
His power went out in such distractions as
Beguil'd all spies.

Can. Who's his lieutenant, hear you?
Sold. They say one Taurus.
Can. Well; I know the man.

Enter a Messenger,
Mef. The Emperor calls Canidius.
Can. With news the time's in labour, and throws

forth Each minute some.

Enter Cæsar, with his army marching.
Gæs. Taurus?
Taur. My Lord.
Cæs. Strike not by land. Keep whole, provoke

not battle,
Till we have done at sea. Do not exceed
The prescript of this scroul ; our fortune lyes
Upon this jump.

Enter Antony and Enobarbus.
Ant. Set we our squadrons on yond side o' th’hill,
In eye of Cæsar's battle ; from which place
We may the number of the lips behold,
And fo proceed accordingly.

[Exeunt. S CE N E VII. Canidius marching with his land-army one way over

the stage ; and Taurus, the lieutenant of Cæsar, the other

way. After their going in, is heard the noise of a sea-fight. Alarm. Enter Enobarbus. Eno. Naught, naught, all naught. I can behold

Ao longer :

Th’ Antonias *, the Ægyp:ian admiral,
With all their fizty, fly, and turn the rudder;
To see't mine eyes are blafted.

Enter Scarus.
Scar. Gods and goddeffes,
All the whole synod of ibem!

Eno. What's thy pallon?

Scar. The grea:er cantle + of the world is left With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away Kingdoms and provinces.

£10. How appears the figlit?

Scar. On our fide like the token'd peftilence, Where death is fure. Yon ribauld nag of Ægypt, Whom leprosy o'ertake! i' th' midst o'th' fghi, When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd Botlı as the same, or rather ours the elder, The brieze || upon her, like a cow in June, Hoists fails, and fies

Eno. That I beheld :
Mine eyes did sicken at the sight, and could not
Endure a further view.

Scar. She once being looft,
The nolle ruin of her magic, Antony,
Claps ou his sea-wing, like a coating mallard,

Leaving the fight in beigli, flies after her:
· I never saw an action of such thame;
Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before
Did violate so itself.
Ero. Alack, alack!

E:uter Canidius.
.. Car. Our fortune on the sea is out of breatli,
And finks most lamentably. Had our general
Been what he knew himlelf, it had
Qh, he has given example for our flight,

* Which, Plutarch says, was the name of Cleopatra's Thip. Pope.

Cantle is corner. Johnson.
# Spotted.. Ib.
# The brieze is the gad-fix. lo.

gone well:

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