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SCENE VI. Rome. A Room in Cæsar's House.

Enter Cæsar, Mecænas, and Agrippa.
Caf. Contemning. Rome, he has done all this: and

more ;
In Alexandria,-here's the manner of it,
I'the market-place, on a tribunal filver'a,
Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold
Were publicly enthron'd: at the feet, sat
Cæfarion, 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 'tablishment of Egypt; made her
of lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia,
Absolute queen.

Mec. This in the public eye i 2
Caf. l' the common, where they exercise.
His sons he there proclaim'd, The kings of kings :
Great Media, Paribia, and Armenia,
He gave to Alexander ; to Ptolemy he allign’d
Syria, Cilicia, and Phænicia : The
In the habiliments of the goddess Isis
That day appear’d; and oft before gave audience,
As 'tis reported, fo.

Mec. Let Rome be thus

Agr. Who, queafy with his infolence
Already, will their good thoughts call from him.

Caf. The people know it; and have now receiv'd
His accusations.

Agr. Whom does he accuse?

Caf. Cæfar: and that having in Sicily
Sextus Pompeius spoil'd, we had not rated him

part o'the ille : then does he say, he lent me
Some shipping unrestor's : lastly, he frets,
That Lepidus of the triumvirate
Should be depos’d; and, being, that we detain
All his revenue.

Agr. Sir, this should be answer'd.

Cef. 'Tis done already, and the messenger gone.
I have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel ;
Vol. VI.


That he his high authority. abusid,
And did deserve his change: for what I have conquerd,
I grant him part; but then, in his Armenia,
And other of his conquer'd kingdoms, I
Demand the like.

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

Enter Octavia.
08. Hail, Cefar, and my lord! hall, most dear

Cafar !
Cel. That ever I should call thee, cast-away.
. You have not call'd me so, nor have you cause.
Cef. Why haft thou stoln upon us thus ? You come not
Like Cafar's fifter: the wife of Antony
Should have an army for an ulher, and
The neighs of horse to tell of her approach,
Long ere she did appear : the trees by the way
Should have born men; and expectation fainted,
Longing for what it had not : nay, the duft
Should have ascended to the roof of heaven +,
Rais'd by your populous troops : but you are come
A market-maid "to Röme ; and have prevented
The ostent of our love, which, left unfhewa,
Is often left unlov'd : we thould have met you
By sea, and land; fupplying every stage
With an augmented greeting.

Oct. Good my lord,
To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did it
On my free will. My lord Mark Antony,
Hearing that you prepar'd for war, 'acquainted
My grieving ear withal ; whereon, I begg'd
His pardon for return.

Cæs. Which Toon he granted,
Being an obstruct 'tween his luf and him.

Ozt. Do not say so, my lord,

+ There is great exaltation of idea and fplendor of expresion in this address to Otroia : though external pomp is to found Jense very immaterial, yet royal characters, without it, would lose much of their consequences

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Cef. I have eyes upon him,
And his affairs.come to me on the wind ::
Wbere, say you, he is now?

08. My lord, in Athens..

Caf. No, my most wrong'a fiter; Cleopatra
Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire
Up to a whore ; who now are levying
The kings o'the earth for war: he hath assembla
Boccbus, the king of Lybia; Archelaus,
Of Cappadocia.;-Philadelphos, king
Of Paphlagonia ; the Thracian'king, Adallas":
King Malcbus of Arabia ; king of Medes ;
Hered of Jewry; Mithridates, king
Of Comagene ; Polemon and Amintas,
The kings of Pont and Lycaonia ;
With a larger list of scepters.

Oa. Ah me most wretched !
That have my heart parted betwixt two friends,
That do ami& each other.

Cæf. Welcome hither :
Your letters did withold our breaking forth ;
'Till we perceiv'd, both how you were wrong'd,
And we in negligent danger. Cheer your heart :
Be you not troubl'd with ebe 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 abụs'd
Beyond the mark of thought: and the high gods,
To do you justice, make them minifters
Of us, and those that love you. Be of comfort ;
And ever welcome
Agr. Welcome, lady.

Mec. Welcome, dear madam.
Each Rome does love and pity you :
Only the adulterous Antony, moft large
In his abominations, turns you off ;
And gives his potent regiment to a trull,
That noises it against us.
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Cæf. Most certain. Sister, welcome: pray you, now Be ever known to patience : my dear!ft fifter! SCENE VII. Near Adium Antony's Camp. '

Enter Cleopatra, and Enobarbas.
Cle. I will be even with thee, doubt it not!
Eno. But why, why, why?

Cle. Thou haft forespoke my being in these wars ; And say'st, it is not fit.

Eno. Well, is it, is it?

Cle. Is't not denounc'd ’gainst us? Why should not we Be there in person !

Eno. Well, I could reply “ If we should serve with horse and marestogether, “ The horse were merely loft ; the mares would bear * A soldier, and his horse.

" Cle. What is't you say ?

Eno. Your presence needs must puzzle Antony, " Take from his heart, take from his brain, from his time, " What should not then be spar'd. He is already “ Tradục'd for levity ; and 'tis said in Rome, " That Pbótinus an eunuch, and your maids,

Manage this war.

Cle. Sink Rome ; and their tongues rot, “ That speak against us ! A charge we bear i'the war, And, as the prefident of my kingdom, will

Appear there for a man. Speak not against it ; I will not stay behind.

Eno. Nay, I have done. «Here comes the


Enter Antony, Avid Canidius. Ant. Is't not strange, Canidius, That from Tarentum, and Brundufium, He could so quickly cut the Ionian fea, And take in Toryne ? You have heard on't, sweet?

Cle. Celerity is never more admir'd, Than by the negligent *.

This is a very sensible observation; for indolence is very afts upon the moft probable events, produced by itself, to cry out, who « would have thought it?” though common sense mure easily bank foreseen the confeguences in thär truc Shape,

Ant. A good rebuke,
Which might have well becom’d the best of meny
To taunt at lackness.--My Canidius, we
Will fight with him by fea.

Cle. By sea ! What else?
Car. Why will my lord do so ?
Ant. For that he dares us to't..
Exo. So hath my lord dar'd him to single fight.

Can. Ay, and to wage this battle at Pbarsalia,
Where Cæfar fought with Pompey: but these offers,
Which serve not for his vantage, he takes off ;
And so should you.

Eno. Your ships are not well mann'd:
Your mariners are múliteers, reapers, people
Ingroft by swift impress; in Cesar's fleet
Are those, that often have 'gainst Pompey fought:
'Their lips are yare; yours, heavy; no disgrace,
Can fall you for refusing him at sea,
Being prepar'd for land

Ant. By sea, by fea.

Eno. Most worthy fir, you therein throw aways
The absolute soldiership you have by land;
Diftract your army, which doth most confist
Of war-mark'd footmen ; leave unexecuted
Your own renowned knowledge ; quite forego:

promises assurance ; and
Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard,
From firm security.

Ant. Pll fight at fea.
Cle. I have fixty sails, Cæfar none better.

Ant. Come :
Our over-plus of Shipping will we burn ;
And, with the rest full-mann'd, from the head of Axixm
Beat the approaching Cæfar. But if we fail,

Enter a Messenger,
We then can do't at land. --Thy business?

Mej. The news is true, my lord; he is descry'd ; Cafer has taken Toryne.

Ant. Can he be there in perfon? 'tis impossible ; Strange, that his power should be.-Canidius,


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