Murther in healing wounds: Then, noble partners, Touch you the fourest points with sweetest terms, ANT.Tis fpoken well: Were we before our armies, and to fight, CAS. Welcome to Rome. ANT.Thank you. ANT. Sit, fir. CAS.-Nay, then. ANT. I learn, you take things ill, which are not fo Or, being, concern you not. CAS.-I must be laugh'd at, If, or for nothing, or a little, Í Should fay myself offended; and with you Chiefly i'the world: more laugh'd at, that I should Once name you derogately, when to found your name It not concern'd me. ANT. My being in Egypt, Cafar, What was't to you ? CAS. No more than my refiding here at Rome Might be to you in Egypt: Yet, if you there Did practise on my state, your being in Egypt Might be my question. ANT.-How intend you, practis'd? CAS. You may be pleas'd to catch at mine intent, By what did here befall me: Your wife, and brother, Made wars upon me; and their contestation Was them'd for you, you were the word of war. your business; my brother never Did urge me in his act : I did inquire it; That drew their fwords with you. Did he not rather And make the wars alike against my stomach, Having alike your caufe? Of this, my letters Before did fatisfy you. If you'll patch a quarrel, (As matter whole you have not to make it with) It must not be with this. CAS. You praise yourself, By laying to me defects of judgment: but ANT. Not fo, not so: I know you could not lack, I am certain on't, Your partner in the cause 'gainst which he fought, ENO. 'Would we had all fuch wives, that the men might go to wars with the women. ANT. So much uncurbable, her garboils, Cæfar, Made out of her impatience, (which not wanted Shrewdness of policy too) I grieving grant, Did you too much difquiet: for that, you must But fay, I could not help it. CAS.-I wrote to you, When, rioting in Alexandria, you Did pocket up my letters; and with taunts ANT. -Sir, He fell upon me, ere admitted; then CES.-You have broken The article of our oath; which you shall never LEP. Soft, Cafar. ANT. -No, Lepidus, let him speak; The honour is facred which he talks on now, The article of my oath, CAS. To lend me arms, and aid,when I requir'd them; The which you both deny'd. ANT. Neglected, rather; And then, when poison'd hours had bound me up LEP. Tis nobly spoken. MEC. If it might please you, to enforce no further The griefs between ye: to forget them quite, Were to remember that the present need LEP. -Worthily fpoken, Mecenas. ENO. Or, if you borrow one another's love for the inftant, you may, when you hear no more words of Pompey, return it again: you fhall have time to wrangle in, when you have nothing else to do. ANT. Thou art a foldier only; speak no more. ENO. That truth fhould be filent, I had almoft forgot. ANT. You wrong this prefence, therefore fpeak no more. ENO. Go to then; your confiderate stone. CAS. I do not much miflike the manner, but The matter of his speech: for't cannot be, We shall remain in friendship, our conditions So differing in their acts. Yet, if I knew What hoop fhould hold us stanch, from edge to edge O'the world I would pursue it. AGR. Give me leave, Cafar, CAS.-Speak, Agrippa. AGR. Thou haft a fifter by the mother's fide, Admir'd Octavia: great Mark Antony Is now a widower. CAS. Say not fo, Agrippa; If Cleopatra heard you, your reproof Were well deferv'd of rashness. ANT. I am not marry'd, Cæfar: let me hear Agrippa further speak. AGR. To hold you in perpetual amity, To make you brothers, and to knit your hearts With an unflipping knot, take Antony Whose virtue, and whofe general graces, fpeak And all great fears, which now import their dangers, ANT.-Will Cafar speak? CAS. Not 'till he hears how Antony is touch'd With what is spoke already. ANT. What power is in Agrippa, If I would fay, Agrippa, be it so, CAS.-The power of Cæfar, and ANT. -May I never To this good purpose, that so fairly fhews, And fway our great defigns! CAS.-There is my hand. A fifter I bequeath you, whom no brother To join our kingdoms, and our hearts; and never Fly off our loves again! LEP. Happily! Amen. ANT. I did not think to draw my sword 'gainst Pompey; For he hath lay'd strange courtefies, and great, |