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- 1 Enter Agrippa at one door, Enobarbus at another.
- 2 AGRIPPA.
- 3 What, are the brothers parted?
- 4 ENOBARBUS.
- 5 They have dispatched with Pompey; he is gone.
- 6 The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps
- 7 To part from Rome. Caesar is sad, and Lepidus,
- 8 Since Pompey’s feast, as Menas says, is troubled
- 9 With the greensickness.
- 10 AGRIPPA.
- 11 ’Tis a noble Lepidus.
- 12 ENOBARBUS.
- 13 A very fine one. O, how he loves Caesar!
- 14 AGRIPPA.
- 15 Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark Antony!
- 16 ENOBARBUS.
- 17 Caesar? Why he’s the Jupiter of men.
- 18 AGRIPPA.
- 19 What’s Antony? The god of Jupiter.
- 20 ENOBARBUS.
- 21 Spake you of Caesar? How, the nonpareil!
- 22 AGRIPPA.
- 23 O, Antony! O thou Arabian bird!
- 24 ENOBARBUS.
- 25 Would you praise Caesar, say “Caesar”. Go no further.
- 26 AGRIPPA.
- 27 Indeed, he plied them both with excellent praises.
- 28 ENOBARBUS.
- 29 But he loves Caesar best, yet he loves Antony.
- 30 Hoo! Hearts, tongues, figures, scribes, bards, poets, cannot
- 31 Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number—hoo!—
- 32 His love to Antony. But as for Caesar,
- 33 Kneel down, kneel down, and wonder.
- 34 AGRIPPA.
- 35 Both he loves.
- 36 ENOBARBUS.
- 37 They are his shards, and he their beetle.
- 38 [_Trumpets within._]
- 39 So,
- 40 This is to horse. Adieu, noble Agrippa.
- 41 AGRIPPA.
- 42 Good fortune, worthy soldier, and farewell.
- 43 Enter Caesar, Antony, Lepidus and Octavia.
- 44 ANTONY.
- 45 No further, sir.
- 46 CAESAR.
- 47 You take from me a great part of myself.
- 48 Use me well in’t. Sister, prove such a wife
- 49 As my thoughts make thee, and as my farthest bond
- 50 Shall pass on thy approof. Most noble Antony,
- 51 Let not the piece of virtue which is set
- 52 Betwixt us, as the cement of our love
- 53 To keep it builded, be the ram to batter
- 54 The fortress of it. For better might we
- 55 Have loved without this mean, if on both parts
- 56 This be not cherished.
- 57 ANTONY.
- 58 Make me not offended
- 59 In your distrust.
- 60 CAESAR.
- 61 I have said.
- 62 ANTONY.
- 63 You shall not find,
- 64 Though you be therein curious, the least cause
- 65 For what you seem to fear. So the gods keep you,
- 66 And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends.
- 67 We will here part.
- 68 CAESAR.
- 69 Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well.
- 70 The elements be kind to thee, and make
- 71 Thy spirits all of comfort! Fare thee well.
- 72 OCTAVIA.
- 73 My noble brother!
- 74 ANTONY.
- 75 The April’s in her eyes. It is love’s spring,
- 76 And these the showers to bring it on.—Be cheerful.
- 77 OCTAVIA.
- 78 Sir, look well to my husband’s house, and—
- 79 CAESAR.
- 80 What, Octavia?
- 81 OCTAVIA.
- 82 I’ll tell you in your ear.
- 83 ANTONY.
- 84 Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can
- 85 Her heart inform her tongue—the swan’s-down feather,
- 86 That stands upon the swell at the full of tide,
- 87 And neither way inclines.
- 88 ENOBARBUS.
- 89 [_Aside to Agrippa_.] Will Caesar weep?
- 90 AGRIPPA.
- 91 [_Aside to Enobarbus_.] He has a cloud in ’s face.
- 92 ENOBARBUS.
- 93 [_Aside to Agrippa_.] He were the worse for that were he a horse;
- 94 So is he, being a man.
- 95 AGRIPPA.
- 96 [_Aside to Enobarbus_.] Why, Enobarbus,
- 97 When Antony found Julius Caesar dead,
- 98 He cried almost to roaring, and he wept
- 99 When at Philippi he found Brutus slain.
- 100 ENOBARBUS.
- 101 [_Aside to Agrippa_.] That year, indeed, he was troubled with a rheum;
- 102 What willingly he did confound he wailed,
- 103 Believe ’t, till I weep too.
- 104 CAESAR.
- 105 No, sweet Octavia,
- 106 You shall hear from me still. The time shall not
- 107 Outgo my thinking on you.
- 108 ANTONY.
- 109 Come, sir, come,
- 110 I’ll wrestle with you in my strength of love.
- 111 Look, here I have you, thus I let you go,
- 112 And give you to the gods.
- 113 CAESAR.
- 114 Adieu, be happy!
- 115 LEPIDUS.
- 116 Let all the number of the stars give light
- 117 To thy fair way!
- 118 CAESAR.
- 119 Farewell, farewell!
- 120 [_Kisses Octavia._]
- 121 ANTONY.
- 122 Farewell!
- 123 [_Trumpets sound. Exeunt._]