In every power that moves. Thyr. Cafar, I fhall. [Exeunt. SCENE NE X. ALEXANDRIA. Enter Cleopatra, Cleo. What nobarbus, Charmian, and Iras. 7Hat fhall we do, Enobarbus? Cleo. Pr'ythee peace. Enter Antony, with the Ambassador. Ant. Is that his anfwer? Amb. Ay, my Lord. Ant. The Queen Shall then have courtefie, fo fhe will yield Us up. 8 Amb. 'My Lord, he fays fo.` Ant. Let her know't. (a) This reply of Enobarbus feems grounded upon a particularity in the conduct of Antony and Cleopatra which is related by Plutarch: that after their defeat at Actium they inftituted a fociety of friends who enter'd into engagement to die with them, not abating in the mean time any part of that luxury, excess, and riot, in which they had lived before. To the boy Cæfar fend this grizled head, Cleo. That head, my Lord? Ant. To him again, tell him he wears the rose Of youth upon him; from which, the world fhould note May be a coward's, whofe minifters would prevail As i'th' command of Cæfar. I dare him therefore And anfwer me declin'd, fword against fword, [Exit Ant. Enter a Servant. Ser. A meffenger from Cæfar. Cleo. What, no more ceremony? fee, my womenAgainst the blown rofe may they stop their nofe, That kneel'd unto the buds. Admit him, Sir. Eno. Mine honefty and I begin to fquare; Do's conquer him that did his mafter conquer, Cleo. Cafar's will? Enter Thyrëus. byr. Hear it apart. 9 The... old edit. Theob, emend. [Afide. Cleo. Cleo. 'None here but friends; fay boldly. Thus then, thou most renown'd; Cæfar intreats Cleo. Go on; right royal. Thyr. He knows that you embrace not Antony As you did love, but as you fear'd him. Thyr. The fears upon your honour therefore he Not as deferv'd. Cleo. He is a God, and knows [Afide. What is moft right. Mine honour was not yielded, Eno. To be fure of that, I will ask Antony. Sir, thou'rt 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? he partly begs [Afide. [Exit Enob. To be defir'd to give. It much would please him, 2 And put your felf under his 'fhrowd, the great, Cleo. What's your name? Say to great Cefar this; in 'deputation` I None but 2 fhrowd, the univerfal 3 Difputation... old edit. Warb. emend. I I kifs his conqu❜ring hand: tell him, I'm prompt Thyr. It is your nobleft course: Cleo. Your Cæfar's + 'father,` When he hath mus'd of taking kingdoms in, Enter Antony, and Enobarbus. Ant. Favours! by Jove that thunders What art thou, fellow? [Seeing Thyrëus kifs her band, Thyr. One that but performs The bidding of the fulleft man, and worthieft To have command obey'd. Eno. You will be whipp'd. [devils! Ant. Approach thereah you kite! now, Gods and Authority melts from me of late. When I Cry'd, Hoa! like boys unto a mufs, Kings would Eno. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp, Ant. Moon and stars! Whip him: were't twenty of the greatest Tributaries So fawcy with the hand of 'her' here, (what's her name 4 father oft, 5 fhe Since Since he was Cleopatra ?)—whip him, fellows Ant. Tug him away; being whipp'd Bring him again, this jack of Cafar's fhall [Exeunt with Thyrëus. You were half blafted ere I knew you: ha! [To Cleopatra. Cleo. Good my Lord Ant. You have been a boggler ever. In our own filth, drop our clear judgments, make us To our confufion. Cleo. Oh, is't come to this? Ant. I found you as a morfel cold upon Though you can guess what temperance should be, Cleo. Wherefore is this? Ant. To let a fellow that will take rewards, My play-fellow, your hand, this kingly feal, A halter'd neck, which does the hangman thank Enter |