Lep. What manner o'thing is your crocodile ? Ant. It is shaped, sir, like itself; and it is as broad as it hath breadth: it is just so high as it is, and moves with its own organs: it lives by that which nourisheth it; and the elements once out of it, it transmigrates. Lep. What colour is it of? Ant. Of its own colour too. Lep. 'Tis a strange serpent. Ant. 'Tis so. And the tears of it are wet. Cas. Will this description satisfy him? Ant. With the health that Pompey gives him, else he is a very epicure. Pom. [To MENAS aside.] Go, hang, sir, hang! Tell me of that? away! Do as I bid you.-Where's this cup I call'd for? Pom. I think, thou'rt mad. The matter? [Aside, [Rises, and walks aside. Men. I have ever held my cap off to thy fortunes. Pom. Thou hast serv'd me with much faith: What's else to say? Be jolly, lords. Ant. These quick-sands, Lepidus, Keep off them, for you sink. Men. Wilt thou be lord of all the world? Pom. What say'st thou ? Men. Wilt thou be lord of the whole world? That's twice. Pom. How should that be? Men. But entertain it, and, Although thou think me poor, I am the man Will give thee all the world. Pom. Hast thou drunk well? Men. No, Pompey, I have kept me from the cup. Thou art, if thou dar'st be, the earthly Jove: Whate'er the ocean pales, or sky inclips, Is thine, if thou wilt have't. Pom. Show me which way. Men. These three-world sharers, these competitors, Are in thy vessel: Let me cut the cable; And, when we are put off, fall to their throats: All there is thine. Pom. Ah, this thou should'st have done, And not have spoke on't! In me, 'tis villainy; -- [Aside. I'll never follow thy pall'd fortunes more.- Pom. This health to Lepidus. Ant. Bear him ashore.-I'll pledge it for him, Pom pey. Eno. Here's to thee, Menas. Men. Enobarbus, welcome. Pom. Fill, till the cup be hid. Eno. There's a strong fellow, Menas. [Pointing to the Attendant who carries off LEPIDUS. Men. Why? Eno. He bears The third part of the world, man; See'st not? Men. The third part then is drunk: 'Would it were all, That it might go on wheels! Eno. Drink thou; increase the reels. Men. Come. Pom. This is not yet an Alexandrian feast. Ant. It ripens towards it.-Strike the vessels, ho! Here is to Cæsar. Cas. I could well forbear it. It's monstrous labour, when I wash my brain, And it grows fouler. Ant. Be a child o'the time. Cas. Possess it, I'll make answer: but I had rather fast From all, four days, than drink so much in one. Eno. Ha, my brave emperor! [TO ANTONY. Shall we dance now the Egyptian Bacchanals, And celebrate our drink? Pom. Let's ha't, good soldier. Ant. Come, let us all take hands; Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our sense Eno. All take hands. Make battery to our ears with the loud musick : The while, I'll place you: Then the boy shall sing; As his strong sides can volley. [Musick plays. ENOBARBUS places them hand in hand. SONG. Come, thou monarch of the vine, Cas. What would you more?-Pompey, good night. Let me request you off: our graver business Good Antony, your hand. Pom. I'll try you o'the shore. Ant. And shall, sir: give's your hand. Pom. O, Antony, You have my father's house,-But what? we are friends: Come, down into the boat. [Exeunt POMPEY, CESAR, ANTONY, and Attendants. Menas, I'll not on shore. Men. No, to my cabin. These drums !-these trumpets, flutes! what! |