Ant. Fall not a tear, I fay; one of them rates Even this repays me.-We sent our school-mafter, Some wine, within there, and our viands :-Fortune knows, We fcorn her moft, when moft fhe offers blows. [Exeunt. SCENE X. Cæfar'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 fchoolmaster: An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither Which had fuperfluous kings for meffengers, Enter Ambafador 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 Caf. Be it fo; Declare thine office. Amb. Lord of his fortunes he falutes thee, and To let him breathe between the heavens and earth, Next, Cleopatra does confefs thy greatness; Caf. 8 The name of this perfon was Euphronius: He was schoolmaster to Antony's children by Cleopatra. 9 His grand fea may mean his full tide of prosperity. The diadem; the enfign of royalty. Caf. For Antony, I have no ears to his requeft. The queen Caf. Bring him through the bands. [Exit Ambaffador. To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Dispatch; From Antony win Cleopatra: promise, [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 veftal: Try thy cunning, Thyreus; Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we Will answer as a law. Thyr. Cæfar, I go. Caf. Obferve how Antony becomes his flaw2; And what thou think'ft his very In every power that moves. Thyr. Cæfar, I shall. action speaks SCENE XI. Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. [Exeunt. Enter CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, and IRAS. Cleo. What fhall we do, Enobarbus ? Eno. Think, and die 3. Cleo. Is Antony, or we, in fault for this? Eno. Antony only, that would make his will Lord of his reason. What though you fled H 2 From 2 That is, how Antony conforms himself to this breach of his fortune, 3 Think, and die.] So, in Julius Cæfar: all that he can do “Is to himself; take thought, and die for Cæfar." We must understand think and die to mean the fame as die of thought, or melancholy. In this fenfe is thought ufed below, A& IV. f. vi. and by Holinthed, Chron. of Ireland, p. 97. "His father lived in the tower where for thought of the young man bis follie he died." From that great face of war, whose several ranges Have nick'd his captainfhip; at fuch a point, Cleo. Pr'ythee, peace. Enter ANTONY, with the Ambassador. Ant. Is this his answer? Amb. Ay, my lord. Ant. The queen fhall then have courtesy, fo fhe Will yield us up. Amb. He fays fo. Ant. Let her know it. To the boy Cæfar fend this grizled head, With principalities. Cleo. That head, my lord? Ant. To him again; Tell him, he wears the rofe As i' the command of Cæfar: I dare him therefore 'And answer me declin'd3, fword against sword, [Exeunt ANTONY and AMB. Eno. Yes, like enough, high-battled Cæfar will Unftate his happiness, and be ftag'd to the fhew Against a fworder.—I fee, men's judgments are A parcel 4 Mere is a boundary, and the mered question, if it can mean any thing, may, with fome violence of language, mean, the difputed boundary. 5 I require Cæfar not to depend on that fuperiority which the comparifan of bur different fortunes may exhibit to him, but to answer me man to man, in this decline of my age or power. A parcel of their fortunes; and things outward Enter an Attendant. Att. A meffenger from Cæfar. [Afide. Cleo. What, no more ceremony?-See, my women! Enter THYREUS. Cleo. Cæfar's will? Thyr. Hear it apart. Cleo. None but friends; fay boldly. Thus then, thou most renown'd; Cæfar entreats, As Cleo. Go on: Right royal. Thyr. He knows, that you embrace not Antony 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 most right: Mine honour was not yielded, H 3 But But conquer'd merely. Eno. To be fure of that, I will ask 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 [Afide. [Exit ENOBARBUS. What you require of him? for he partly begs To be defir'd to give. It much would please him, Cleo. What's your name? Thyr. My name is Thyreus. Say to great Cæfar this, In difputation I kifs his conqu'ring hand: tell him, I am prompt Thyr. 'Tis your nobleft course. If that the former dare but what it can, No chance may fhake it. Give me grace to lay Cleo. Your Cæfar's father oft, When he hath mus'd of taking kingdoms in, his lips on that unworthy place, Beftoin'd kiffes. As Re-enter ANTONY, and ENOBARBUS. Ant. Favours, by Jove that thunders !— What art thou, fellow? Thyr. One, that but performs The bidding of the fulleft man, and worthiest Το 6 All-obeying breath is, in Shakspeare's language; breath which all obey. Obeying for obeyed. delighting, &c. -Give me grace-] 8 the fulleft man! So, inexpreffive for inexpreffible, delighted for Grant me the favour. The most complete, and perfect. |