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band P
Undo that prayer, by oring out as loud,
** O, bless mvbrotherl" Husband win, win brother,
Prays, and destroys the praver; no midway
Twixt these extremes at aU.

AnL Gentle Octavia,

Let your beat love draw to that pohit whidiae
Beat to unserve il ». If I lose mine honoari p



ANTONY AND
[ loM myielf : better 1 were not yours,
Than yours so brmnchless. But, as jon requested,
Yourself shall go between us: The mean time,

Udy,
111 raise the preparation of a war
Shall 8tain your brother: Hake yoor soonest haste:
Bo your desires are yours.

Oeta, Thanks to my lord.

The Jove of power make me most weak, most

weak.
Tour reconciler I Wars *twixt you twain would be ;
As if the world should deaye, and that slain men
Shoold solder up the rift.

Ant. When it appears to yon where this begins,
Turn your displeasure that way; for our fanlts
Can neyer be so equal, that your loye
Guk equally moye with them. Proyide your

going;
Choose your own company, and command what cost
Four heart has mind to. [EaoeutU.

SCENE v.— 7^ some. Another Boomin ike 9ame,
Enter Ehobabbus and Ebob, meeting,

Bmo, How now, friend Eros?

ErtM. There's strange news oome, sb.

BmK What, man?

Eroe. Cesar and Lepidus have made wars upon
Fompey.

j&io. This is old : What is the sueoess?

EroB, Cassr, haying made use of him in the wars
^nst Pompey, presently denied him rivality;
would not let him partaice in the glory of the
action : and not resting here, accuses him of letters
he had formerly wrote to Pompey; upon his own
appeal, seizes him : So the poor third is up, till
death enlarge his confine.

Bm>, Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no
more;
And throw between them all the food thou hast,
The/11 grind the one the other. W here's Antony ?

Eroe, Ue*8 walking in the garden—thus; and
spurns
The rush that lies before him; cries, ^Fool,

Lepidus V
And threats the throat of that his officer,
That mnrder'd Pompey.

Emk Out great nayy> ri^^.

Eroe, For Italy and Cnssr. More, Donutins ;
My lord desires you presently: my news
I might haye told hereafter.

Eno, Twill be nought:

But let it be,— Bring me to Antony.

Eroe, Come, sir.

SCENE YL— Rome. A Boom m Cesar's Houee.
Enter Cssab, Aoeippa, and MsoJOf aa

Com. Contemning Rome, he has done all thif :
And more ;
In Alexandria— here's the manner of it,—
I* the market-place, on a tribunal silyer'd,
Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold
Were publicly enthron'd : at the feet, sat
Cesarion, whom they call my father's son;
And all the unUwtuf issue, that their lust
4ince then bath made between them. Unto her
He ffaye the 'stablishment of Egypt ; made her
Of lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia,
Absolute queen*

Mee, This in the public eye ?

Cae, V the common show-plaoe, where they
exercise.



CLEOPATRA. 686

His sons he there nroclaim'd, The kitigs of kings:

Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia,

He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assign*d

Syria, Cilicia, and PhoenicU: She

In the habiliments of the goddess Isis

That day appear'd; and oft before gaye audience,

As 'tis reported, so.

Mec Let Rome be thus informed.

Ayr, Who, oueasy with his insolence already,
Will their good thoughts call from him.

Coee, The people know it: and haye now receiy*d
His accusations.

Agr. Whom does he accuse ?

Coee, Cassar: and that, haying in Sicily
Sextus Pompeius spoil'd, we had not rated him
His part o* the isle: then does he say, he lent me
Some shipping nnrestor'd: lastly, he frets,
That Lepidus of the triumvirate
Should be depos'd ; and, being, that we detafa
All his reyenue.

Agr, Sir, this should be answer'd.

Oau, *Tis done already, and the messenger gona»
I have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel ;
That he his authority abus'd.
And did deserye his change; for what I have

conquer'd,
I grant him part ; but then in his Armenia,
And other of his conquer'd kingdoms, I
Demand the like.

Mec Hell neyer yield to that.

Ocee, Nor mnst not then be yielded to In thii*.

Enter OortATiA^

Oeta, Hail, Cesar, and my lord! hail, most dear
Caesar I

Cos8, That eyer I should call thee, cast-away!

Octti, You have not call'd me so, nor have you
cause.

Cae, Why haye yon stolen upon ua thus ? Ton
come not
Like Cesar's sister : The wife of Antony
Should have an army for an usher, and
The neighs of horse to tell of her approach.
Long ere she did appear ; the trees hy the way
Should have borne men; and expectation fiunted.
Longings for what it had not: nay, the dust
Should haye ascended to the roof of heaven
Rais'd by your populous troops : But you are come
A market-maid to Rome ; and haye prevented
The ostentation of our loye, which, left un^hown
Is often left unlov'd : we should haye met yon
By sea and land ; supplying eyery stage
With an augmented greeting.

Oeta, Good my lord.

To come thus was I not constrained, but did it
On mj free-wilL My lord, Mark Antony,
Hearmg that you prepar'd for war, acquainted
My griev'd ear withal : whereon, I begg'd
His pardon for return.

CcB$, Which soon he granted.

Being an abstract *tween his lust and him.

OUa, Do not say so, my lord.

Coee, I haye ejrtf npon him.

And his affidrs come to me on the wind.
Where is he now ?

Oct4i, My lord, in Athens.

Ccu, No, my most wrong'd sister ; Cleopatra
Hath nodded bim tn her. He hath given his empire
Up to a whore ; who now are levying
The kings o' the earth for war : He hath assembled
Bocchus, the kinff of Libya ; Archelans,
Of Cappadocia; Philadelphos, king



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«8« ANTONY AND

King Malolios of Arabia; king of Pont;

Herod of Jewry; Mithridates, king

Of Comagene ; rolemon and Amintas,

The kings of Mede and Lvoaoniai

With a more larger list of sceptres.

Octcu Ah me, most wretched,

That have my heart parted betwixt two friends,
That do aMct each otherl

Ccu, Welcome hither:

Yoar letters did withhold oar breaking forth !
Till we perceived, both how yon were wrong led.
And we in negligent danger. Cheer your heart :
Be yon not troubled with the time which drives
O'er yoor content these strong necessities;
Bat let determined things to destiny
Hold aubewail'd their way. Welcome to Borne:
Nothing more dear to me. Too are abos'd
Beyond the mark of thoaght : and the high gods.
To do yon justice, make their ministers
Of as, and those that love yon. Best of comfort ;
And ever welcome to us.

Agr, Welcome, lady.

Mec Welcome, dear madam.
Each heart in Rome does love and pity you.
Onljr the adulterous Antony, most large
In bis abominations, turns yon off;
And gives his potent regiment to a troll,
That noises it against us.

Octa. Is it so. sir?

Coo* Most certain. Sister, welcome : Pray you,
Be ever known to patience : My dearest sister I

[ExetmU

SCENE VII.— Antony^ Camp, near to Hib
Pronumtory of Actium.

Enter Cleopatra and Emobabbub.

Oleo. I will be even with thee, doubt it not

Eno. But, why, why, why ?

Cleo, Thou hast forspoke my being in these wars ;
\nd say^ it is not fit.

EtuK Well, is it, is it?

(7/100. If not denoono'd against as, why should
not we
Be there in person ?

Eiuk [Asuk.] WeU, I could reply:—
If we should serve with horse and mares together,
The horse was merely lost ; the mares would bear
A soldier and his horse.

CUo. What is*t yoa say?

Emk Tonr presence needs must pozzfe Antony;
Take from his heart, take from his brain, from ms

time.
What should not then be spar'd. He is already
Tradac*d for levity : and *tis said in Rome,
That Photinus an eunaoh, and yoor maids,
Manage this war.

Cleo. Sink Rome ; and their tongues rot.

That speak against usl A charge we bear i* the

war,
And, as the president of my kingdom, will
Appear there for a man. Speak not against it ;
I \fi\\ not stay behind.

Eno. Nay, I have done :

Here comes the emperor.

Enter Ahtont and Cahidtus.

Afd, Is it not strange, Canidios,

That from Tarentnm and Brundusium,
He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea,
And take in Toryne?— You have heard ont,fwe0t?

Cleo, Celerity is never moi« admired
Than by the negligent.



CLEOPATRA

AnU A good rebnke.

Which might have wefl becom^d the best of e
To taunt at slackness.— Canidius, we
Will fight with him by sea.

Cleo. By sea! What else?

Can, Why will my lord do so ?

AnL For that he dares as toX

Eno, So hath my lord dar*d him to single fi^^

Can Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharsalia,
Where Cseaar fought with Pompey: But these offers,
Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes off-
Aud so should you.

Eno, Tour ships are not well mann*d :

Tour mariners are muliters, reapers, people
IngrossM by swift impress: in Cesars fleet
Are those that often have 'gainst Pompey fonght :
Their ships are yare: yours, heavy. Nodiscpraoe
Shall fall you for refusing him at sea,
Being prepar'd for land.

Ant, By sea, by seia.

Eno, Most worthy sir, you therein throw away
The absolute soldiership yoa have by land ;
Distract your army, which doth most consist
Of war-mark*d footmen ; leave unexecuted
Tour own renowned knowledge ; quite forego
The way which promises assurance ; and
Giye up yourself merely to chance and hazard,
From arm security.

Ant, Vi\ fight at sea.

CUo, I have sixty sails, Caesar none better.

Ant, Our overplus of shipping will we burn;
And, with the rest foll-mann'd, fh>m the head of

Actium
Beat the approaching CsBssr. But if we fail,

Enter a Messenger.

We then can do^ at land.— Thy business ?

Mees, The news is true, my lord; ho is descried ;
Ciesar has taken Toryne.

Ant, Can he be there in person ? 'tis impossible *
Strang that his power should be.— Canidius,
Our nmeteen legions thou shalt hold by land.
And our twelve Uiousand horse: — Well to our ship;

Enter a Soldier.

Away, my Thetis. — How now, worthy soldier ?

Sola, noble emperor, do not fight by sea;
Trust not to rotten planks : Do you misdoubt
This sword, and these my wounds? Let the

Egyptians
And the Phoenicians go a ducking; we
Have used to conquer, standing on the earth.
And fighting foot to foot.

Ant, Well, well; away.

[Exeunt Antony, Cleopatra, m^
Enobarbus.

Bold. By Hercules, I think, I am i' the right.

Can, Soldier, thoa art: but his whole aoUoo
grows
Not in the power ont : So our leader^ led.
And we are women's men.

Scld, Tou keep by land

The legions and the horse whole, do you not?

Can, Marcus Octavius, Marcus Jdsteius,
Publicola, and Cselius, are for sea:
But we keep whole by laud. This speed of Casar^
Carries beyond belief.

Sold, While he was yet in Rome,

His power went out in such distractions,
As beguiled all spies.

Can. Who's hb lieotenant, hear yon V

Sold, They say, one Taurus.

Can, Well,Iknowtiliema&

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MbUer a Messenger.

IfeM. The emperor calls Canidios.
Cbn. With news the time» with labour: and
throes forth,
Eaeh minute, some. [Exeunt

SCENE yilL—^ Bain near Actium.
Ikter Cfisar, Taubub, Officers, andothen,

C(e$, Taaras, —

Ikur. Jiy lord.

Ocee. Sbike not by land ; keep whole ;

Provoke not battle, till weVe done at sea.
Do not exceed the prescript of this scroll :
Ourfortone lies ap<>n this jump. [EaoemU,

Enter Ahtont and Enobakdcs.

Ant Set we oar squadrons on yon side o' the hill,
In eye of Caesar^s battle : from which place
We may the number of the ships behold,
And so proceed accordingly. [Exeunt,

Enter GAiriBnrs, marching toith Ida land Army one
wcttf over the stage; and Tauhds, the Lieutenant
of Cjbsab, the other vxty. After their going in, is
heard the noise qfa seajfight.

Alarum, jSerenter Enobarbus.

Eno, NauRht, naught, all naught! I can behold
no longer :
The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral,
With all their sixty, fly, and turn the rudder:
To seet, mine eyes are blasted.

Enter ScJLRVB,

Sear, Q ods and goddesses.

All the whole synod of them I

Jmo. What's thy passion?

Sear. The greater cantle of the world is lost
With very ignorance ; we have kiss'd away
Kingdoms and provinces.

Eno. How appears the fight?

Soar. On our side like the token 'd pestilence.
Where death ia sure. Yon' ribald-rid nag of

Egypt,
Whom leprosy overtake ! i*the midst of the fight,—
When vantage like a pair of twins appeared,
Both as the same, or rather ours the elder,
The brize upon her, like a cow in June,
Hoists sail:i, and flies.

Eno. That I beheld :
Mine eyes did sicken at the sight, and oould not
£ndure a further view.

Scar, She once being loof 'd.

The noble ruin of her magic, Antony,
Claps on liis sea-wing, and like a doting mallard,
Leaving the fight in height, flius after her :
I never saw an action of such tibaine; -
Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before
Did violate so itself.

EmK Alack, alack!

^iter Canidics.

Can. Our fortune on the sea is ont of breath,
And tfinks most lamentablv. Had our general
Been what he knew himself, it had gone well :
O, he has given example for our fli^t,
Mo^ grossly, by his own.

Eno, Ay, are you thereabouts? Why then, good
night, indeed. [Aside.

Can, Towards Peloponnesus are they flecU

Soar, Tis easy tot;
And there I will attend what ftirther oomei.



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

Eno. I'll yet follow

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

SCENE IX.— Alexandria.— il Boom in the Palace
EnUr Aktont and Attendants.

AMt Hark, the land bids me tread no more
upont,
It is asham'd to bear me!— Friends, come hither,
I am so lated in the world, that I
Have lost my way for ever : — I have a ship
Laden with gold ; take that, divide it ; fly.
And make your peace with Cesar,

Att. Fly I not we.

Ant 1 have fled myself; and have instructed
cowards
To mo, and show their shoulders.— Friends, be-
gone;
I have myself resolv'd upon a course,
Which has no need of you ; begone:
My treasure's in the harbour, take it. — O
I followed 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 begone ; 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 uiy 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:— 111 see you by and by.

[Sitaaoum.

Enter Ebos; and Cleopatba, led by Chabmiaii
and Ibas.

Eroe, Kay, gentle madam, to him ^— Comfort
him.

Iras. Do, most dear queen.

Char, Do! why, what else?

C^'o. Let me sit down. Juno I

Ant No, no, HO, no, no.

Eros. See you here, sir?

Ant O fie, fie, fie I

Char, Madam, —

Iras. Madam; good empress I —
'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 4ieutenantry, and no practice had
In the brave squares of war: Yet now—No
matter.

Cleo. Ah, stand by.

Eroe, The queen, my lord, the queen.

Iras. Go to him, madam, speak to him,
He is nnqualitied with very shame.

Cleo. Well then,— Sustain me :— 01

Eros. Mostnoblesir,arise ; the queen approaches ,
Her head*^ declin'd, and death will seize her -, but
Your comfort makes the rescue.

Ant I have ofiended reputation ;
A most unnoble swerving.

Eros, Sir, the queen.

Ant. O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? 8«e,
How I convey my shame oat of thine^es i

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By looking bade on wbit I have left4)ehind
'Stroy'd ui dishonour.

Cleo, O my lord, my lord I

Forgive my fearful sails; 1 little thought
You would hare follow 'd.

Ani. Egypt, thou knew*8t too well

Hy heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings,
And thou shouldst tow me after : OV my spirit
Thy full supremacy thou knew*st; and that
Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods
Command me.

CluK 0, my pardon.

Anit, Now I must

To the young man send humble treaties, dodge
And palter in the shifts of lowness ; who
With half the bulk o'the world pUy'd as I pleased,
Making and marring fortunes. You did know
How much yon were my conqueror ; and that
My sword, made weak by my affection, would
Obey it on all cause.

(Jleo, Pardon, pardon.

AiU, Fall not a tear, I sa^ ; 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, 1 am full of lead : —
Some wine, within there, and oar viands:— For*

tune knows
We soom her most when most she offers blows.

[Exeunt,

SCENE X.-<3»8ar's Camp, m Egypt
Enter C^ssar, Dolabella, Thyreus, aitd others.

Cat. Let hi m appear that's come firom Antony.—
Know you him ?

DoL CflBsar, *tis his schoolmaster :

An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither
He sends so poor a pinion of his wing.
Which liad superfluous kings for messengers,
Not many moons gone by.

Enter Euphboniub.

CSot. Approach, and speak.

Eup. Such as T am, I come from Antony :
I was of late as petty to his ends.
As is the mom-oew on the myrtle-lea
To his grand sea.

CcBB. Be it so : Declare thine office.

Eup. Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and
Requires to live in Egypt : which not granted,
He lessens his requests ; and to thee sues
To let him breathe between the heavens and earth,
A private num in Athens : This for him.
Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness ;
Submits her to thy might; and of thee cr&ves



CLEOrATRA.

Make thine own edict for thy pains, whidi ve

Will answer as a law.

Thyr. Caesar, I go.

Coe$ Observe how Antony becomes his flaw,
And what thou think'st his very action qpeaks
In every power that moves.

Tkyr. Caesar, I shalL

[Exeunt,

SCENE XL— Alexandria. A Bam m the Palaee,

Enter Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Chasmiajt,
and Iras.

Cleo. What shall we do, Enobarbus ?

Eno, Think, and die.

CUo. Is Antony, or we, in fault for this?

Eno. Antony only, that would make his will
Lord of his reason. What although you fled
From that great face of war, whose several ranges
Frighted each other? why should he follow?
The itch of his affection should not then
Hasre nick'd his captainship; at such a point,
When half to half the world opposed, he being
The roered question: Twas a shame no less
Than was his loss, to f^ourse your flying flags,
And leave his navy gazmg.

Cleo, Prithee, peaoe

Enter AvTOVY^ with Eupbromidb.

Ant, Is that his answer?

Eup, Ay, my lord.

AsU. The qneen shall then havu courtesy, so she
wiU yield
Us up.

Eup. He says so.

Ant, Let her know It. — .

To the boy C»Rar send this grizzled head.
And he will fill thy wishes to the brim
With principalities.

Cleo. That head, my lord ?

Ant. To him again : Tell him. he wears the rose
Of youth upon him ; from which the world should

note
Something particular: his coins, ships, legions,
May be m coward's ; whose ministers would prevail
Under the service of a child, as soon
Asi' the command of Csesar: I dare him, therefore,
To lay his gay comparisons apart.
And answer me declin'd, sword against sword,
Ourselves alone : 111 write it ; follow me.

[Exennt A NT. and Eup.

Eno, Yes, like enough, high-battled Caesar will
Unstate his happiness, and be staged to the show,
Agamst a sworder. — I see, men's judgments are
A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward
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Enter Tbtbeus.

Cleo Caesar's will?

Thyr, Hear H apart.

CUo, None bat friends ; say boldly.

Thyr. So, haply, are they friends to Antony.

Eno, He needs as many, sir, as CiEsar has ;
Or needs not as If Caesar please, our master
Will leap to be his friend : For us, you know,
Whose he is, we are ; and that is Csesar's.

Thyr. So.—

Thus then, thoa most renowned : C^sar entreats,
Not to consider in what case thoa stand'st.
Further than he is Caesar.

Oleo. Goon; Right royal.

Thyr. He knows that yoa embrace not Antony
As you did love« but as yoo feared him.

Cleo. 01

Thyr. The soars apon your honour, therefore, he
Does pity, as constrained blemishes,
Not a.4 deserv'd.

CUo. He is a g^, and knows

What is most right : Mine honour was not yielded,
But conquer'd merely.

Eno. To be sure of that, [Aside.

I will ask Antony. — Sir, sur, thou art so leaky,
That we must leave thee to thy sinking, fur
1 hy dearest quit thee. [Exit Eno.

Thyr. Shall 1 say to Caesar

What you require of him V for he partly begs
To be desir'd to give. It much would please him,
That of his fortunes you should make a staff
To lean upon : but it would warm his spirits.
To hear fmm me you had left Antony,
And put yourself under his shroud.
The universal landlord.

CUo. W hat's your name ?

Thyr. My name is Thyreus.

CUo. Most kind messenger,

8a)r to ^preat Caesar this. In disputation
I kiss hiB conqu'ring hand: tell him, I am prompt
To lay my crown at 's feet, and there to kneel :
Tell him, from his all-obeying breath I hear
The doom of Egypt.

Thyr. "Tis your noblest course.

Wisdom and fortune combating together,
If that the former dare but what it can,
No chance may shake it Give me grace to lay
My duty on your hand.

CUo. Tour Ca»ar's &ther,

Oft, when he hath mus'd of taking kincrdoms in,
Bestow'd his lips on that anwortby place,
A^ it rain'd kisses.

Be-aUer Ahtovt <md Evobabbub.

Ant. Favours, by Jove that thunders ! —

What art tuou, fellow ?

Thyr. One, that but performs

The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obeyed.

Eno. You will be whipp'd.

Ani. Approach, there:— Ay, you kite 1— Now
gods and devils I
Anth<nity melts from me : Of late, when I cried

»'hol»
Like boys onto a muss, kings would start forth,
And cry, ** Your will ?" Have you no ears ?

Jikiter Attendants.

I am Antony ^et Take henoe this Jack, and
whip him.
Jho. Tis better playing with a lion^ whelp,
Than with an old one dying.



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Ant. ' Moon and stars!

Whip him :— Were't twenty of the greatest tri-
butaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here (What's her

name.
Since she was Cleopatra?)— Whip him, fellows.
Till, like a boy, vou see him cringe his face.
And whine aloud for mercy : Take him hence
Thyr. Mark Antony. —

Ant. Tng him awav : being whipped,

Bring him again:— The Jack of Cffisar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.

lEaxunt Attendants, with Thyreus.
You were hair-blasted ere I knew you: — Hal
Have I my pillow left linpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race.
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders ?
CUo, Good my lord,—

Ant. You have been a boggier ever : —
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,

iO misery on't!) the wise gods seel our eyes
noiirown filth; dropour clear judgments; make us
Adore oar errors ; laugh at us, while we strut
To our confusion.

CUo. 0, b it come to this?

Ant. 1 found you as a morsel cold upon
Dead Caesar% trencher : nay, you were a fragment
Of Cneius Pompey's ; besides what hotter hours,
Unregister'd in vulgar fame, you have
Luxuriously pick'd out : For, I am sure,
Though you can guess what temperance should be,
You know not what it is.

CUo. Wherefore is this ?

Ant. To let a fellow that will take rewards,
And say. " God quit you I" be familiar with
My playfellow, your hand ; this kingly seal,
And plightea of high hearts I — O, that I were
Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar
The homed herd I for I have savage cause*
And to proclaim it civilly, were like
A halter'd neck, which does the hangman thank.
For being yare about him.— Is he whipped ?

Se'tntar Attendants, toiih Thybeub.

1 Att. Soundly, my lord.

Ant. Cried he ? and begg'd he pardon ?

1 Att. He did ask favour.

Ant. If that thy father live, let him repent
Thou wast not made his daughter ; and be thou sorry
'J o follow Caesar in his triumph, since
Thou hast been whipped for following him : hence-
forth
The white hand of a lady fever thee.
Shake thou to look on't.— Get thee back to Caesar,
Tell him thy entertainment : Look, thou say.
He makes me angry with him : for he seems
Proud and disdainful ; harping on what I am.
Not what he knew I was: He makes me angry;
And at this time most easy tis to do't;
When my good stars, that were my former guides.
Have empty left their orbs, and shot their nres
Into the abysm of hell. If he mislike



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