Ant. Now I must

To the young man fend humble treaties, dodge
And palter in the fhifts of lowness; who

With half the bulk o' the world play'd as I pleas'd,
Making, and marring fortunes. You did know,
How much you were my conqueror; and that
My fword, made weak by my affection, would
Obey it on all cause.

Cleo. Pardon, pardon.

Ant. Fall not a tear, I fay; one of them rates All that is won and loft: Give me a kifs; Even this repays me.-We fent our schoolmaster, Is he come back?-Love, I am full of lead :

Some wine, within there, and our viands :-Fortune knows,

We fcorn her most, when most she offers blows.

[Exeunt.

SCENE X. CESAR's camp, in Egypt.

Enter CESAR, DOLABELLA, THYREUS, and others. Caf. Let him appear that's come from Antony.Know you him?

Dol. Cæfar, 'tis his fchoolmafter:

An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither
He fends fo poor a pinion of his wing,
Which had fuperfluous kings for meffengers,
Not many moons gone by.

Enter Ambaffador from ANTONY.

Caf. Approach, and speak.

Amb. Such as I am, I come from Antony:

I was of late as petty to his ends,

As is the morn-dew on the myrtle-leaf

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To his grand fea.

Caf. Be it fo; Declare thine office.

Amb. Lord of his fortunes he falutes thee, and
Requires to live in Ægypt: which not granted,
He leffens his requests; and to thee fues

To let him breathe between the heavens and earth,
A private man in Athens: This for him.
Next, Cleopatra does confefs thy greatnefs;
Submits her to thy might; and of thee craves
The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs,
Now hazarded to thy grace.

Caf. For Antony,

I have no ears to his requeft. The
queen
Of audience, nor defire, shall fail; so she
From Egypt drive her all-difgraced friend,
Or take his life there: This if fhe perform,
She fhall not fue unheard. So to them both.
Amb. Fortune purfue thee!

Caf. Bring him through the bands.

[Exit Ambafador. To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Difpatch; From Antony win Cleopatra: promife,

[To THYREUS. And in our name, what the requires; add more, From thine invention, offers: women are not, In their best fortunes, ftrong; but want will perjure The ne'er-touch'd vestal: Try thy cunning, Thyreus; Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we Will anfwer as a law.

Thyr. Cæfar, I go.

Caf. Obferve how Antony becomes his flaw;
And what thou think'st his
very action speaks
In every power that moves.
Thyr. Cæfar, I fhall.

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[Exeunt.

SCENE

SCENE XI. The palace at Alexandria.

Enter CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, and
IRAS.

Cleo. What fhall we do, Enobarbus?
Eno. Think, and die.

Cleo. Is Antony, or we, in fault for this?
Eno. Antony only, that would make his will
Lord of his reafon. What though you fled
From that great face of war, whofe feveral ranges
Frighted each other? why fhould he follow?
The itch of his affection fhould not then
Have nick'd his captainfhip; at fuch a point,
When half to half the world oppos'd, he being
The mered queftion: 'Twas a fhame no lefs
Than was his lofs, to courfe your flying flags,
And leave his navy gazing.

Cleo. Pr'ythee, peace.

Enter ANTONY, with the Ambaffador.

Ant. Is this his answer?

Amb. Ay, my lord.

Ant. The queen fhall then have courtesy, so fhe Will yield us up.

Amb. He fays fo.

Ant. Let her know it.

To the boy Cæfar fend this grizled 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 rofe Of youth upon him; from which, the world fhould note Something particular: his coin, fhips, legions,

May

May be a coward's; whofe minifters would prevail Under the fervice of a child, as foon

As i' the command of Cæfar: I dare him therefore

To lay his gay comparisons apart,

And anfwer me declin'd, fword against sword,
Ourfelves alone: I'll write it; follow me.

[Exeunt ANTONY, and Ambassador.
Eno. Yes, like enough, high-battled Cæfar will
Unftate his happiness, and be stag'd to the fhew
Againft a fworder.-I fee, men's judgments are
A parcel of their fortunes; and things outward
Do draw the inward quality after them,
To fuffer all alike. That he should dream,
Knowing all measures, the full Cæfar will

Anfwer his emptinefs !-Cæfar, thou haft fubdu'd
His judgment too.

Enter an Attendant.

Att. A meffenger from Cæfar.

Cleo. What, no more ceremony?--See, my women!→→→ Against the blown rofe may they ftop their nofe, That kneel'd unto the buds.-Admit him, fir. Eno. Mine honefty, and I, begin to fquare. [Afide. The loyalty, well held to fools, does make Our faith mere folly :-Yet, he, that can endure To follow with allegiance a fallen lord, Does conquer him that did his master

And earns a place i' the story.

Enter THYREUS.

Cleo. Cæfar's will?

Thyr. Hear it apart.

Cleo. None but friends; fay boldly.

conquer,

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

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Eno.

Or needs not us.

Eno. He needs as many, fir, as Cæfar has;
If Cæfar please, our master
Will leap to be his friend: For us, you know,
Whofe he is, we are; and that is, Cæfar's.
Thyr. So.-

Thus then, thou most renown'd; Cæfar entreats,
Not to confider in what cafe thou stand'st,
Further than he is Cæfar's.

Cleo. Go on: Right royal.

Thyr. He knows, that you embrace not Antony As you did love, but as you fear'd him.

Cleo. O!

Thyr. The fears upon your honour, therefore, he Does pity, as constrained blemishes,

Not as deferv'd.

Cleo. He is a god, and knows

What is moft right: Mine honour was not yielded,

But conquer'd merely.

Eno. To be fure of that,

I will afk Antony.-Sir, fir, thou art fo leaky,

That we must leave thee to thy finking, for

Thy deareft quit thee.

Thyr. Shall I fay to Cæfar

What you require of him? for he partly begs

[Afide.

[Exit.

To be defir'd to give. It much would pleafe him,
That of his fortunes you fhould make a staff
To lean upon but it would warm his spirits,
To hear from me you had left Antony,
And put yourself under his fhrowd,

The univerfal landlord.

Cleo. What's your name?

Thyr. My name is Thyreus.
Cleo. Molt kind meffenger,

Say to great Cæfar this, In difputation