Antick'd us all. What needs more words? Good night. Good Antony, your hand. Pom. I'll try you o'the shore. O, Antony, Ant. And shall, sir: give's your hand. Pom. You have my father's house,-But what? we are friends: Come, down into the boat. Eno. [Exeunt POMPEY, CESAR, ANT. and Attendants. Menas, I'll not on shore. Men. Take heed you fall not. No, to my cabin.— These drums!—these trumpets, flutes! what!— To these great fellows: Sound, and be hang'd, sound out. [A Flourish of Trumpets, with Drums. Eno. Ho, says "a!-There's my cap. Men. Come. Ho!-noble captain! [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE I. A Plain in Syria. Enter VENTIDIUS, as after Conquest, with SILIUS, and other Romans, Officers, and Soldiers; the dead Body of PACORUS borne before him. Ven. Now, darting Parthia, art thou struck; and now Pleas'd fortune does of Marcus Crassus' death Make me revenger.-Bear the king's son's body Before our army:-Thy Pacorus, Orodes," Sil. Noble Ventidius, Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is warm, The routed fly: so thy grand captain Antony O Silius, Silius, Ven. Which he achiev'd by the minute, lost his favour. I could do more to do Antonius good, But 'twould offend him; and in his offence Sil. Thou hast, Ventidius, Thou wilt write to That without which a soldier, and his sword, Antony? 7 Thy Pacorus, Orodes,] Pacorus was the son of Orodes, King of Parthia. 8 That without which a soldier, and his sword, Grants scarce distinction.] Grant, for afford. It is badly and obscurely expressed; but the sense is this: Thou hast that, Ventidius, which if thou didst want, there would be no distinction between thee and thy sword. You would be both equally cutting and senseless, Ven. I'll humbly signify what in his name, That magical word of war, we have effected; How, with his banners, and his well-paid ranks, The ne'er-yet-beaten horse of Parthia We have jaded out o'the field. Sil. Where is he now? Ven. He purposeth to Athens: whither with what haste The weight we must convey with us will permit, We shall appear before him.-On, there; pass along. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Rome. An Ante Chamber in Cæsar's House. Enter AGRIPPA, and ENOBARBUS, meeting. Agr. What, are the brothers parted? Eno. They have despatch'd with Pompey, he is gone; The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps Eno. Would you praise Cæsar, say,-Cæsar;go no further. Agr. Indeed, he ply'd them both with excellent praises. Arabian bird!] The phoenix. Eno. But he loves Cæsar best;-Yet he loves Antony: Ho! hearts, tongues, figures, scribes, bards, poets, cannot Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number, ho, his love To Antony. But as for Cæsar, Kneel down, kneel down, and wonder. Agr. Both he loves, Eno. They are his shards, and he their beetle.1 So, [Trumpets. This is to horse.-Adieu, noble Agrippa. Enter CESAR, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, and OCTAVIA. . Cæs. You take from me a great part of myself; Have loved without this mean, if on both parts 3 Though you be therein curious, the least cause the gods keep you, They are his shards, and he their beetle.] i. e. They are the wings that raise this heavy lumpish insect from the ground. 2 as my furthest band-] As I will venture the greatest pledge of security, on the trial of thy conduct. Band and bond, in our author's time, were synonymous. 3 therein curious,] i. e. scrupulous. And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends! We will here part. Cæs. Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well; The elements be kind to thee,* and make Thy spirits all of comfort! fare thee well. Ant. The April's in her eyes: It is love's spring, And these the showers to bring it on.-Be cheerful. Octa. Sir, look well to my husband's house; and Cæs. Octavia? Oct. I'll tell you in your ear. What, Ant. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can Her heart inform her tongue: the swan's down feather, That stands upon the swell at full of tide, And neither way inclines. Eno. Will Cæsar weep? Agr. [Aside to AGRIPPA. He has a cloud in's face. Eno. He were the worse for that, were he a horse;" So is he, being a man. Why, Enobarbus? Agr. He cried almost to roaring: and he wept, Eno. That year, indeed, he was troubled with a rheum; What willingly he did confound," he wail'd: 5 Cies. No, sweet Octavia, The elements be kind, &c.] This is obscure. It seems to mean, May the different elements of the body, or principles of life, maintain such proportion and harmony as may keep you cheerful. were he a horse ;] A horse is said to have a cloud in his face, when he has a black or dark-coloured spot in his forehead between his eyes. This gives him a sour look, and being supposed to indicate an ill temper, is of course regarded as a great blemish. did confound,-] To confound is to destroy. 6 |