The Tragedy Of Antony And Cleopatra

1 Enter Enobarbus and Eros meeting.
2 ENOBARBUS.
3 How now, friend Eros?
4 EROS.
5 There’s strange news come, sir.
6 ENOBARBUS.
7 What, man?
8 EROS.
9 Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.
10 ENOBARBUS.
11 This is old. What is the success?
12 EROS.
13 Caesar, having made use of him in the wars ’gainst Pompey, presently
14 denied him rivality; would not let him partake in the glory of the
15 action, and, not resting here, accuses him of letters he had formerly
16 wrote to Pompey; upon his own appeal, seizes him. So the poor third is
17 up, till death enlarge his confine.
18 ENOBARBUS.
19 Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more,
20 And throw between them all the food thou hast,
21 They’ll grind the one the other. Where’s Antony?
22 EROS.
23 He’s walking in the garden, thus, and spurns
24 The rush that lies before him; cries “Fool Lepidus!”
25 And threats the throat of that his officer
26 That murdered Pompey.
27 ENOBARBUS.
28 Our great navy’s rigged.
29 EROS.
30 For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius:
31 My lord desires you presently. My news
32 I might have told hereafter.
33 ENOBARBUS.
34 ’Twill be naught,
35 But let it be. Bring me to Antony.
36 EROS.
37 Come, sir.
38 [_Exeunt._]