Men. Then is Cæfar, and he, for ever knit to- Upon the flime and ooze fcatters his grain, gether. Eno. If I were bound to divine of this unity, 1 would not prophety fo. Men. I think, the policy of that purpose made more in the marriage, than the love of the parties. Eno. I think fo too. But you fhall find, the band, that feems to tie their friendship together, will be the very strangler of their amity: Octavia, is of a holy, cold, and ftill converfation. Men. Who would not have his wife fo? And fhortly comes to harvest. Lep. You have strange ferpents there. Ant. Ay, Lepidus. Lep. Your ferpent of Egypt is bred now of your mud by the operation of your fun: fo is your crocodile. Ant. They are fo. Pomp. Sit, and fome wine.-A health to Lepidus. Lep. I am not fo well as 1 fhould be, but I'll ne'er out. Eno. Not 'till you have flept; I fear me, you'll be in, 'till then. Lep. Nay, certainly I have heard, the Ptolemies' ftrength of their amity, fhall prove the immediate Pyramifes are very goodly things; without contraauthor of their variance. Antony will ufe his af-diction, I have heard that. fection where it is; he marry'd but his occafion 1 Serv. Here they'll be, man: Some o' their plants are ill-rooted already, the leaft wind i' the world will blow them down. 2 Serv. Lepidus is high-colour'd. 1 Serv. They have made him drink alms-drink2. 2 Serv. As they pinch one another by the difpofitions, he cries out no more; reconciles them to his entreaty, and himself to the drink. Men. Pompey, a word. Pomp. Say in mine ear: What is't? And hear me fpeak a word. Linde [Lepidus. Pomp. Forbear me 'till anon.-This wine for Lep. What manner o' thing your crocodile ? Ant. It is fhap'd, fir, like itfelf: and it is as broad as it hath breadth: it is juft fo high as it is, and moves with its own organs: it lives by that which nourishes it; and the elements once out of it, it tranfmigrates. Lep. What colour is it of? Ant. 'Tis fo. And the tears of it are wet. Pomp. [To Monas afide.] Go, hang, fir, hang! Do as I bid you.--Where's the cup I call'd for? 1 Serv. But it raifes the greater war between Rife from thy ftool. him and his difcretion. 2 Serv. Why, this it is to have a name in great men's fellowship: I had as lief have a reed that will do me no fervice, as a partizan 4 I could not heave. 1 Serv. To be call'd into a huge fphere, and not to be feen to move in't, are the holes where eyes fhould be, which pitifully difafter the cheeks. A fennet founded. Enter Cafar, Antony, Pompey, Lepidus, grippa, Mecenas, Enobarbus, Menas, with other Captains. Ant. Thus do they, fir: They take the flow o' By certain fcales i' the pyramid; they know, Pomp. [Rifes, and walks afide.] I think, thou'rt mad. The matter? Men. I have ever held my cap off to thy fortunes. Pomp. To Menas.] Thou haft ferv'd me with much faith: What's elfe to say?— Be jolly, lords. Ant. Thefe quick-fands, Lepidus, Men. Wilt thou he lord of all the world? [That's twice. Men. Wilt thou be lord of the whole world? Men. But entertain it, And, though you think me poor, I am the man Pomp. Haft thou drunk well? Men. No, Pompey, I have kept me from the cup. Thou art, if thou dar'ft be, the earthly Jove : 2 A phrafe, Plants, befides its common meaning, is here used for the foot, from the Latin. amongit good fellows, to fignify that liquor of another's fhare which his companion drinks to rate him. But it fatirically alludes to Celar and Antony's admitting him into the triumvirate, in order to take off from themselves the load of envy. 3 A phrafe equivalent to that now in ufe, of teaching one in a fore place. 4 i. e. a pike. 51. e. Great offices are the holes where eyes should be, which, if the eyes be wanting, pitifully differ the cheeks. 6 i, e. the middle. 7 i. c. plenty, abundance. Whate'er Whate'er the ocean pales, or sky inclips 1, Is thine, if thou wilt have it. Pomp. Shew me which way. [titors, Men. Thefe three world-tharers, thefe compeAre in thy veffel: Let me cut the cable; And, when we are put off, fall to their throats: All then is thine. Pomp. Ah, this thou should't have done, And not have fpoke of it! In me, 'tis villany; In thee, it had been good service. Thou must know, 'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honour; Mine honour, it. Repent, that e'er thy tongue Hath so betray'd thine act: Being done unknown, I fhould have found it afterwards well done; But muft condemn it now. Defift, and drink. Men. For this, I'll never follow thy pall'd 2 fortunes more.Who feeks, and will not take, when once 'tis offer'd, Shall never find it more. Pomp. This health to Lepidus. [Pompey. Ant. Bear him afhore.-I'll pledge it for him, Eno. There's a ftrong fellow, Menas. Make battery to our ears with the loud mufic:- round! Is weaker than the wine; and mine own tongue Pomp. I'll try you on the shore. Men. No, to my cabin. [boat. Enter Ventidius, as after conqueft; with Silius before bim. III. Make me revenger.-Bear the king's fon's body Before our army :-Thy Pacorus 7, Orodes! Pays this for Marcus Craffus. Sil. Noble Ventidius, Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy fword is warm, JOW, darting Parthia, art thou ftruck 6; The fugitive Parthians follow; fpur through Media, Ven. N° and now Pleas'd fortune does of Marcus Craffus' death Mefopotamia, and the thelters whither 3 Dr. Johnfon explains this I i. e. embraces. 2 Palled is vapid, paft its time of excellence. paffage by, Try whether the cafks found as empty: while Mr. Steevens thinks, that frike the veffels means no more than, chink the veffels one against the other, as a mark of our unanimity in drinking, as we now fay, chink glaffes. 4 i, e. the burden of the fong. 5 i. e. eyes inflam'd with drinking. Strack alludes to darting. Thou whofe darts have lo often fruck others, art struck now thyseif. 7 Pacorus Shall was the fon of Orødes, king of Parthia. Shall fet thee on triumphant chariots, and Put garlands on thy head. Ven. O Silius, Silius, I have done enough: A lower place, note well, I could do more to do Antonius good, Sil. Thou haft, Ventidius, that, Sil. Where is he now? [what hafte Ven. He purpofeth to Athens: whither with The weight we must convey with us will permit, We shall appear before him.-On, there; pafs along. SCEN E II. Rome. Cafar's Houfe. [Exeunt. Exter Agrippa at one door, Enobarbus at another. Agr. What, are the brothers parted? [gone; Eno. They have dispatch'd with Pompey, he is The other three are fealing. Octavia weeps To part from Rome: Cæfar is fad; and Lepidus, Since Pompey's feast, as Menas fays, is troubled With the green-sickness. Agr. 'Tis a noble Lepidus. Eno. A very fine one: O, how he loves Cæfar! Agr. Indeed, he plied them both with excellent praises. [Antony: Eno. But he loves Cæfar beft;-Yet he loves Ho! hearts, tongues, figures, fcribes, bards, poets, cannot Grant, for afford. Think, fpeak, caft, write, fing, number, ho, his love To Antony. But as for Cæfar, kneel, Eno. They are his fhards, and he their beetle 3. So,-This is to horse.—Adieu, noble Agrippa. [Trumpets Agr. Good fortune, worthy foldier; and farewel. Enter Caefar, Antony, Lepidus, and O&avia. Ant. No further, fir. Cf. You take from me a great part of myself : Ufe me well in it.—Sifter, prove fuch a wife [band As my thoughts make thee, and as my furtheft Shall pafs on thy approof 4.-Moft noble Autony, Let not the piece of virtue, which is fet Betwixt us, as the cement of our love, To keep it builded, be the ram, to batter The fortrefs of it: for better might we Have lov'd without this mean, if on both parts This be not cherish'd. Ant. Make me not offended In your diftrust. Caf. I have faid. Ant. You fhall not find, Though you be therein curious 5, the leaft caufe For what you feem to fear: So, the gods keep you, And make the hearts of Romans ferve your ends! We will here part. Caef. Farewel, my dearest sister, fare thee well; The elements be kind to thee, and make Thy fpirits all of comfort! fare thee well. Octa. My noble brother! Ant. The April's in her eyes; it is love's fpring, And these the fhowers, to bring it on --Be cheerful. Ofa. Sir, look well to my husband's houfe, and— Caf. What, Octavia ? Ora. I'll tell you in your ear. Ant. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can Her heart inform her tongue: the iwan's down feather, That stands upon the fwell at full of tide, Eno. Will Cæfar weep? Agr. He has a cloud in his face. [horse; Eno. He were the worfe for that, were he a So is he, being a man. Agr. Why, Enobarbus ? When Antony found Julius Cæfar dead, Eno. That year, indeed, he was troubled with What willingly he did confound, he wail'd : Ceef. No, fweet Octavia, You shall hear from me ftill; the time shall not Out-go my thinking on you. 2 The phenix. 3 i. e. They are the wings that raife this heavy, lumpf infect from the ground. 4 i. e. as I will venture the greateft pledge of fecurity, on the trid of thy conduct. si. e. fcrupulous. 6 A horfe is faid to have a cloud in his face, when he has a black or dark-coloured spot in his forehead between his eyes. This gives him a four look, and being Supposed to indicate an ill-temper, is of courte regarded as a great bleith. Ant. Come, fir, come: I'll wrestle with you in my ftrength of love: Caf. Adieu; be happy! Lep. Let all the number of the stars give light To thy fair way! Caf. Farewel! farewel! [Kiffes Oavia. SCENE III. Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Alexas. Alex. Half afeard to come. Cleo. Go to, go to:-Come hither, fir, Alex. Good majesty, Herod of Jewry I dare not look upon you, But when you are well pleas'd. Cleo. That Herod's head I'll have: But how when Antony is gone, Through whom I might command it.Come thou near. Mef. Most gracious majesty,— Cleo. Didft thou behold Octavia ? Mef. Ay, dread queen. Mef. Madam, in Rome I look'd her in the face: and faw her led Between her brother and Mark Antony. Ant. Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that,That were excufable, that, and thousands more [or low? Of femblable import,—but he hath wag'd [it Cleo. Didft hear her speak? Is she fhrill-tongu'd, New wars'gainst Pompey; made his will, and read Mef. Madam, I heard her fpeak; fhe is low-To publick ear: voic'd. [long. dwarfish! 1 See note 6, p. 758. Spoke fcantily of me: when perforce he could not 2 This fcene (fays Dr. Grey) is a manifeft allufion to the questions put Whoever will by queen Elizabeth to Sir James Melvil, concerning his mistress, the queen of Scots. give himfelf the trouble to confult his Memoirs, will probably fuppofe the refemblance to be more 3 Station, in this inftance, means the act of landing. 4 To harry, is to use si. e. difgrace. than accidental. Toughly. 1 Shall Shall stain your brother: Make your foonest hafte; Oda. Thanks to my lord. The Jove of power make me most weak, most weak, Ant. When it appears to you where this begins, [Exeunt. [Pompey. Eros. Cæfar and Lepidus have made wars upon Eno. This is old; What is the fuccefs? Eros. Cæfar, having made ufe of him in the wars 'gainst Pompey, prefently denied him 2 rivality; would not let him partake in the glory of the action and not refting here, accufes him of letters he had formerly wrote to Pompey; upon his own appeal 3, feizes him: So the poor third is up, 'till death enlarge his confine. : Eno. Then 'would thou had'ft a pair of chaps, no more ; And throw between them all the food thou haft, Eros. He's walking in the garden-thus; and The rush that lies before him: cries, Fool, Lepidus! Eno. Our great navy's rigg'd. Eros. For Italy, and Cæfar. More, Domitius; My lord defires you prefently: my news 1 might have told hereafter. Inform'd. Agr. Who, queafy with his infolence Agr. Whom does he accuse? Caf. Cæfar and that, having in Sicily Should be depos'd; and, being, that we detain I Agr. Sir, this should be answer'd. Cf. 'Tis done already, and the messenger gone. have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel ; That he his high authority abus'd, [quer'd, And did deferve his change; for what I have congrant 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. Gæf. Nor must not then be yielded to in this. Enter Octavia. Oa. Hail, Cæfar, and my lord! hail, most dear Corf. That ever I should call thee, caft-away! caufe. Cef. Why have you ftol'n upon us thus ? You The neighs of horie to tell of her approach, Enter Cefar, Agrippa, and Mecenas. Cf. Contemning Rome, he has done all this: And more; In Alexandria, here's the manner of it,- Otta. Good my lord, To come thus was I not conftrain'd, but did it Cef. Which foon he granted, Being an obftruct 5 'tween his luft and him. 1 i. e. dif; race. 2 i. e. equal rank. 3 i. e. upon Cæfar's accufation. 4 Lydia for Lybia. ●bitufion, a bar to the profecution of his watton pleafures with Cleopatra. |