Antony and Cleopatra

ACT III

SCENE I. A plain in Syria.

Enter VENTIDIUS as it were in triumph, with SILIUS, and other Romans, Officers, and Soldiers, the dead body of PACORUS borne before him

VENTIDIUS

Now, darting Parthia, art thou struck, and now

Pleased fortune does of Marcus Crassus' death

Make me revenger. Bear the king's son's body

Before our army. Thy Pacorus, Orodes,

Pays this for Marcus Crassus.

SILIUS

Noble Ventidius,

Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is warm,

The fugitive Parthians follow, spur through Media,

Mesopotamia, and the shelters whither

The routed fly: so thy grand captain Antony

Shall set thee on triumphant chariots and

Put garlands on thy head.

VENTIDIUS

O Silius, Silius,

I have done enough, a lower place, note well,

May make too great an act: for learn this, Silius,

Better to leave undone, than by our deed

Acquire too high a fame when him we serve's away.

Caesar and Antony have ever won

More in their officer than person: Sossius,

One of my place in Syria, his lieutenant,

For quick accumulation of renown,

Which he achieved by the minute, lost his favour.

Who does i' the wars more than his captain can

Becomes his captain's captain: and ambition,

The soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss,

Than gain which darkens him.

I could do more to do Antonius good,

But 'twould offend him, and in his offence

Should my performance perish.

SILIUS

Thou hast, Ventidius,

that

Without the which a soldier, and his sword,

Grants scarce distinction. Thou wilt write to Antony!

VENTIDIUS

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.

SILIUS

Where is he now?

VENTIDIUS

He purposeth to Athens: whither, with what haste

The weight we must convey with's will permit,

We shall appear before him. On there, pass along!

Exeunt

SCENE II. Rome. An ante-chamber in OCTAVIUS CAESAR's house.

Enter AGRIPPA at one door, DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS at another

AGRIPPA

What, are the brothers parted?

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

They have dispatch'd with Pompey, he is gone,

The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps

To part from Rome, Caesar is sad, and Lepidus,

Since Pompey's feast, as Menas says, is troubled

With the green sickness.

AGRIPPA

'Tis a noble Lepidus.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

A very fine one: O, how he loves Caesar!

AGRIPPA

Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark Antony!

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Caesar? Why, he's the Jupiter of men.

AGRIPPA

What's Antony? The god of Jupiter.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Spake you of Caesar? How! the non-pareil!

AGRIPPA

O Antony! O thou Arabian bird!

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Would you praise Caesar, say 'Caesar:' go no further.

AGRIPPA

Indeed, he plied them both with excellent praises.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

But he loves Caesar 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 Caesar,

Kneel down, kneel down, and wonder.

AGRIPPA

Both he loves.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

They are his shards, and he their beetle.

Trumpets within

So,

This is to horse. Adieu, noble Agrippa.

AGRIPPA

Good fortune, worthy soldier, and farewell.

Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, MARK ANTONY, LEPIDUS, and OCTAVIA

MARK ANTONY

No further, sir.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

You take from me a great part of myself,

Use me well in 't. Sister, prove such a wife

As my thoughts make thee, and as my farthest band

Shall pass on thy approof. Most noble Antony,

Let not the piece of virtue, which is set

Betwixt us as the cement of our love,

To keep it builded, be the ram to batter

The fortress of it, for better might we

Have loved without this mean, if on both parts

This be not cherish'd.

MARK ANTONY

Make me not offended

In your distrust.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

I have said.

MARK ANTONY

You shall not find,

Though you be therein curious, the least cause

For what you seem to fear: so, the gods keep you,

And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends!

We will here part.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well:

The elements be kind to thee, and make

Thy spirits all of comfort! fare thee well.

OCTAVIA

My noble brother!

MARK ANTONY

The April 's in her eyes: it is love's spring,

And these the showers to bring it on. Be cheerful.

OCTAVIA

Sir, look well to my husband's house, and--

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

What, Octavia?

OCTAVIA

I'll tell you in your ear.

MARK ANTONY

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.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

[Aside to AGRIPPA] Will Caesar weep?

AGRIPPA

[Aside to DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS] He has a cloud in 's face.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

[Aside to AGRIPPA] He were the worse for that,

were he a horse,

So is he, being a man.

AGRIPPA

[Aside to DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS] Why, Enobarbus,

When Antony found Julius Caesar dead,

He cried almost to roaring, and he wept

When at Philippi he found Brutus slain.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

[Aside to AGRIPPA] That year, indeed, he was

troubled with a rheum,

What willingly he did confound he wail'd,

Believe't, till I wept too.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

No, sweet Octavia,

You shall hear from me still, the time shall not

Out-go my thinking on you.

MARK ANTONY

Come, sir, come,

I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love:

Look, here I have you, thus I let you go,

And give you to the gods.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Adieu, be happy!

LEPIDUS

Let all the number of the stars give light

To thy fair way!

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Farewell, fa rewell!

Kisses OCTAVIA

MARK ANTONY

Farewell!

Trumpets sound. Exeunt

SCENE III. Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace.

Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS

CLEOPATRA

Where is the fellow?

ALEXAS

Half afeard to come.

CLEOPATRA

Go to, go to.

Enter the Messenger as before

Come hither, sir.

ALEXAS

Good majesty,

Herod of Jewry dare not look upon you

But when you are well pleased.

CLEOPATRA

That Herod's head

I'll have: but how, when Antony is gone

Through whom I might command it? Come thou near.

Messenger

Most gracious majesty,--

CLEOPATRA

Didst thou behold Octavia?

Messenger

Ay, dread queen.

CLEOPATRA

Where?

Messenger

Madam, in Rome,

I look'd her in the face, and saw her led

Between her brother and Mark Antony.

CLEOPATRA

Is she as tall as me?

Messenger

She is not, madam.

CLEOPATRA

Didst hear her speak? is she shrill-tongued or low?

Messenger

Madam, I heard her speak, she is low-voiced.

CLEOPATRA

That's not so good: he cannot like her long.

CHARMIAN

Like her! O Isis! 'tis impossible.

CLEOPATRA

I think so, Charmian: dull of tongue, and dwarfish!

What majesty is in her gait? Remember,

If e'er thou look'dst on majesty.

Messenger

She creeps:

Her motion and her station are as one,

She shows a body rather than a life,

A statue than a breather.

CLEOPATRA

Is this certain?

Messenger

Or I have no observance.

CHARMIAN

Three in Egypt

Cannot make better note.

CLEOPATRA

He's very knowing,

I do perceive't: there's nothing in her yet:

The fellow has good judgment.

CHARMIAN

Excellent.

CLEOPATRA

Guess at her years, I prithee.

Messenger

Madam,

She was a widow,--

CLEOPATRA

Widow! Charmian, hark.

Messenger

And I do think she's thirty.

CLEOPATRA

Bear'st thou her face in mind? is't long or round?

Messenger

Round even to faultiness.

CLEOPATRA

For the most part, too, they are foolish that are so.

Her hair, what colour?

Messenger

Brown, madam: and her forehead

As low as she would wish it.

CLEOPATRA

There's gold for thee.

Thou must not take my former sharpness ill:

I will employ thee back again, I find thee

Most fit for business: go make thee ready,

Our letters are prepared.

Exit Messenger

CHARMIAN

A proper man.

CLEOPATRA

Indeed, he is so: I repent me much

That so I harried him. Why, methinks, by him,

This creature's no such thing.

CHARMIAN

Nothing, madam.

CLEOPATRA

The man hath seen some majesty, and should know.

CHARMIAN

Hath he seen majesty? Isis else defend,

And serving you so long!

CLEOPATRA

I have one thing more to ask him yet, good Charmian:

But 'tis no matter, thou shalt bring him to me

Where I will write. All may be well enough.

CHARMIAN

I warrant you, madam.

Exeunt

SCENE IV. Athens. A room in MARK ANTONY's house.

Enter MARK ANTONY and OCTAVIA

MARK ANTONY

Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that,--

That were excusable, that, and thousands more

Of semblable import,--but he hath waged

New wars 'gainst Pompey, made his will, and read it

To public ear:

Spoke scantly of me: when perforce he could not

But pay me terms of honour, cold and sickly

He vented them, most narrow measure lent me:

When the best hint was given him, he not took't,

Or did it from his teeth.

OCTAVIA

O my good lord,

Believe not all, or, if you must believe,

Stomach not all. A more unhappy lady,

If this division chance, ne'er stood between,

Praying for both parts:

The good gods me presently,

When I shall pray, 'O bless my lord and husband!'

Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud,

'O, bless my brother!' Husband win, win brother,

Prays, and destroys the prayer, no midway

'Twixt these extremes at all.

MARK ANTONY

Gentle Octavia,

Let your best love draw to that point, which seeks

Best to preserve it: if I lose mine honour,

I lose myself: better I were not yours

Than yours so branchless. But, as you requested,

Yourself shall go between 's: the mean time, lady,

I'll raise the preparation of a war

Shall stain your brother: make your soonest haste,

So your desires are yours.

OCTAVIA

Thanks to my lord.

The Jove of power make me most weak, most weak,

Your reconciler! Wars 'twixt you twain would be

As if the world should cleave, and that slain men

Should solder up the rift.

MARK ANTONY

When it appears to you where this begins,

Turn your displeasure that way: for our faults

Can never be so equal, that your love

Can equally move with them. Provide your going,

Choose your own company, and command what cost

Your heart has mind to.

Exeunt

SCENE V. The same. Another room.

Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS and EROS, meeting

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

How now, friend Eros!

EROS

There's strange news come, sir.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

What, man?

EROS

Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

This is old: what is the success?

EROS

Caesar, having made use of him in the wars 'gainst

Pompey, presently denied him rivality, would not let

him partake in the glory of the action: and not

resting here, accuses him of letters he had formerly

wrote to Pompey, upon his own appeal, seizes him: so

the poor third is up, till death enlarge his confine.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more,

And throw between them all the food thou hast,

They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?

EROS

He's walking in the garden--thus, and spurns

The rush that lies before him, cries, 'Fool Lepidus!'

And threats the throat of that his officer

That murder'd Pompey.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Our great navy's rigg'd.

EROS

For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius,

My lord desires you presently: my news

I might have told hereafter.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

'Twill be naught:

But let it be. Bring me to Antony.

EROS

Come, sir.

Exeunt

SCENE VI. Rome. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's house.

Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, AGRIPPA, and MECAENAS

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Contemning Rome, he has done all this, and more,

In Alexandria: here's the manner of 't:

I' the market-place, on a tribunal silver'd,

Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold

Were publicly enthroned: at the feet sat

Caesarion, whom they call my father's son,

And all the unlawful issue that their lust

Since then hath made between them. Unto her

He gave the stablishment of Egypt, made her

Of lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia,

Absolute queen.

MECAENAS

This in the public eye?

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

I' the common show-place, where they exercise.

His sons he there proclaim'd the kings of kings:

Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia.

He gave to Alexander, to Ptolemy he assign'd

Syria, Cilicia, and Phoenicia: she

In the habiliments of the goddess Isis

That day appear'd, and oft before gave audience,

As 'tis reported, so.

MECAENAS

Let Rome be thus Inform'd.

AGRIPPA

Who, queasy with his insolence

Already, will their good thoughts call from him.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

The people know it, and have now received

His accusations.

AGRIPPA

Who does he accuse?

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Caesar: and that, having in Sicily

Sextus Pompeius spoil'd, we had not rated him

His part o' the isle: then does he say, he lent me

Some shipping unrestored: lastly, he frets

That Lepidus of the triumvirate

Should be deposed, and, being, that we detain

All his revenue.

AGRIPPA

Sir, this should be answer'd.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

'Tis done already, and the messenger gone.

I have told him, Lepidus was grown too cruel,

That he his high authority abused,

And did deserve his change: for what I have conquer'd,

I grant him part, but then, in his Armenia,

And other of his conquer'd kingdoms, I

Demand the like.

MECAENAS

He'll never yield to that.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Nor must not then be yielded to in this.

Enter OCTAVIA with her train

OCTAVIA

Hail, Caesar, and my lord! hail, most dear Caesar!

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

That ever I should call thee castaway!

OCTAVIA

You have not call'd me so, nor have you cause.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Why have you stol'n upon us thus! You come not

Like Caesar's sister: the wife of Antony

Should have an army for an usher, and

The neighs of horse to tell of her approach

Long ere she did appear, the trees by the way

Should have borne men, and expectation fainted,

Longing for what it had not, nay, the dust

Should have ascended to the roof of heaven,

Raised by your populous troops: but you are come

A market-maid to Rome, and have prevented

The ostentation of our love, which, left unshown,

Is often left unloved, we should have met you

By sea and land, supplying every stage

With an augmented greeting.

OCTAVIA

Good my lord,

To come thus was I not constrain'd, but did

On my free will. My lord, Mark Antony,

Hearing that you prepared for war, acquainted

My grieved ear withal, whereon, I begg'd

His pardon for return.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Which soon he granted,

Being an obstruct 'tween his lust and him.

OCTAVIA

Do not say so, my lord.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

I have eyes upon him,

And his affairs come to me on the wind.

Where is he now?

OCTAVIA

My lord, in Athens.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

No, my most wronged sister, Cleopatra

Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire

Up to a whore, who now are levying

The kings o' the earth for war, he hath assembled

Bocchus, the king of Libya, Archelaus,

Of Cappadocia, Philadelphos, king

Of Paphlagonia, the Thracian king, Adallas,

King Malchus of Arabia, King of Pont,

Herod of Jewry, Mithridates, king

Of Comagene, Polemon and Amyntas,

The kings of Mede and Lycaonia,

With a more larger list of sceptres.

OCTAVIA

Ay me, most wretched,

That have my heart parted betwixt two friends

That do afflict each other!

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Welcome hither:

Your letters did withhold our breaking forth,

Till we perceived, both how you were wrong led,

And we in negligent danger. Cheer your heart,

Be you not troubled with the time, which drives

O'er your content these strong necessities,

But let determined things to destiny

Hold unbewail'd their way. Welcome to Rome,

Nothing more dear to me. You are abused

Beyond the mark of thought: and the high gods,

To do you justice, make them ministers

Of us and those that love you. Best of comfort,

And ever welcome to us.

AGRIPPA

Welcome, lady.

MECAENAS

Welcome, dear madam.

Each heart in Rome does love and pity you:

Only the adulterous Antony, most large

In his abominations, turns you off,

And gives his potent regiment to a trull,

That noises it against us.

OCTAVIA

Is it so, sir?

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Most certain. Sister, welcome: pray you,

Be ever known to patience: my dear'st sister!

Exeunt

SCENE VII. Near Actium. MARK ANTONY's camp.

Enter CLEOPATRA and DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

CLEOPATRA

I will be even with thee, doubt it not.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

But why, why, why?

CLEOPATRA

Thou hast forspoke my being in these wars,

And say'st it is not fit.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Well, is it, is it?

CLEOPATRA

If not denounced against us, why should not we

Be there in person?

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

[Aside] Well, I could reply:

If we should serve with horse and mares together,

The horse were merely lost, the mares would bear

A soldier and his horse.

CLEOPATRA

What is't you say?

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Your presence needs must puzzle Antony,

Take from his heart, take from his brain,

from's time,

What should not then be spared. He is already

Traduced for levity, and 'tis said in Rome

That Photinus an eunuch and your maids

Manage this war.

CLEOPATRA

Sink Rome, and their tongues rot

That speak against us! A charge we bear i' the war,

And, as the president of my kingdom, will

Appear there for a man. Speak not against it:

I will not stay behind.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Nay, I have done.

Here comes the emperor.

Enter MARK ANTONY and CANIDIUS

MARK ANTONY

Is it not strange, Canidius,

That from Tarentum and Brundusium

He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea,

And take in Toryne? You have heard on't, sweet?

CLEOPATRA

Celerity is never more admired

Than by the negligent.

MARK ANTONY

A good rebuke,

Which might have well becomed the best of men,

To taunt at slackness. Canidius, we

Will fight with him by sea.

CLEOPATRA

By sea! what else?

CANIDIUS

Why will my lord do so?

MARK ANTONY

For that he dares us to't.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

So hath my lord dared him to single fight.

CANIDIUS

Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharsalia.

Where Caesar fought with Pompey: but these offers,

Which serve not for his vantage, be shakes off,

And so should you.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Your ships are not well mann'd,

Your mariners are muleters, reapers, people

Ingross'd by swift impress, in Caesar's fleet

Are those that often have 'gainst Pompey fought:

Their ships are yare, yours, heavy: no disgrace

Shall fall you for refusing him at sea,

Being prepared for land.

MARK ANTONY

By sea, by sea.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Most worthy sir, you therein throw away

The absolute soldiership you have by land,

Distract your army, which doth most consist

Of war-mark'd footmen, leave unexecuted

Your own renowned knowledge, quite forego

The way which promises assurance, and

Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard,

From firm security.

MARK ANTONY

I'll fight at sea.

CLEOPATRA

I have sixty sails, Caesar none better.

MARK ANTONY

Our overplus of shipping will we burn,

And, with the rest full-mann'd, from the head of Actium

Beat the approaching Caesar. But if we fail,

We then can do't at land.

Enter a Messenger

Thy business?

Messenger

The news is true, my lord, he is descried,

Caesar has taken Toryne.

MARK ANTONY

Can he be there in person? 'tis impossible,

Strange that power should be. Canidius,

Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by land,

And our twelve thousand horse. We'll to our ship:

Away, my Thetis!

Enter a Soldier

How now, worthy soldier?

Soldier

O noble emperor, do not fight by sea,

Trust not to rotten planks: do you misdoubt

This sword and these my wounds? Let the Egyptians

And the Phoenicians go a-ducking, we

Have used to conquer, standing on the earth,

And fighting foot to foot.

MARK ANTONY

Well, well: away!

Exeunt MARK ANTONY, QUEEN CLEOPATRA, and DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Soldier

By Hercules, I think I am i' the right.

CANIDIUS

Soldier, thou art: but his whole action grows

Not in the power on't: so our leader's led,

And we are women's men.

Soldier

You keep by land

The legions and the horse whole, do you not?

CANIDIUS

Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius,

Publicola, and Caelius, are for sea:

But we keep whole by land. This speed of Caesar's

Carries beyond belief.

Soldier

While he was yet in Rome,

His power went out in such distractions as

Beguiled all spies.

CANIDIUS

Who's his lieutenant, hear you?

Soldier

They say, one Taurus.

CANIDIUS

Well I know the man.

Enter a Messenger

Messenger

The emperor calls Canidius.

CANIDIUS

With news the time's with labour, and throes forth,

Each minute, some.

Exeunt

SCENE VIII. A plain near Actium.

Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, and TAURUS, with his army, marching

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Taurus!

TAURUS

My lord?

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Strike not by land, keep whole: provoke not battle,

Till we have done at sea. Do not exceed

The prescript of this scroll: our fortune lies

Upon this jump.

Exeunt

SCENE IX. Another part of the plain.

Enter MARK ANTONY and DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

MARK ANTONY

Set we our squadrons on yond side o' the hill,

In eye of Caesar's battle, from which place

We may the number of the ships behold,

And so proceed accordingly.

Exeunt

SCENE X. Another part of the plain.

CANIDIUS marcheth with his land army one way over the stage, and TAURUS, the lieutenant of OCTAVIUS CAESAR, the other way. After their going in, is heard the noise of a sea-fight

Alarum. Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Naught, naught all, naught! I can behold no longer:

The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral,

With all their sixty, fly and turn the rudder:

To see't mine eyes are blasted.

Enter SCARUS

SCARUS

Gods and goddesses,

All the whole synod of them!

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

What's thy passion!

SCARUS

The greater cantle of the world is lost

With very ignorance, we have kiss'd away

Kingdoms and provinces.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

How appears the fight?

SCARUS

On our side like the token'd pestilence,

Where death is sure. Yon ribaudred nag of Egypt,--

Whom leprosy o'ertake!--i' the midst o' the fight,

When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd,

Both as the same, or rather ours the elder,

The breese upon her, like a cow in June,

Hoists sails and flies.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

That I beheld:

Mine eyes did sicken at the sight, and could not

Endure a further view.

SCARUS

She once being loof'd,

The noble ruin of her magic, Antony,

Claps on his sea-wing, and, like a doting mallard,

Leaving the fight in height, flies after her:

I never saw an action of such shame,

Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before

Did violate so itself.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Alack, alack!

Enter CANIDIUS

CANIDIUS

Our fortune on the sea is out of breath,

And sinks most lamentably. Had our general

Been what he knew himself, it had gone well:

O, he has given example for our flight,

Most grossly, by his own!

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Ay, are you thereabouts?

Why, then, good night indeed.

CANIDIUS

Toward Peloponnesus are they fled.

SCARUS

'Tis easy to't, and there I will attend

What further comes.

CANIDIUS

To Caesar will I render

My legions and my horse: six kings already

Show me the way of yielding.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

I'll yet follow

The wounded chance of Antony, though my reason

Sits in the wind against me.

Exeunt

SCENE XI. Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace.

Enter MARK ANTONY with Attendants

MARK ANTONY

Hark! the land bids me tread no more upon't,

It is ashamed to bear me! Friends, come hither:

I am so lated in the world, that I

Have lost my way for ever: I have a ship

Laden with gold, take that, divide it, fly,

And make your peace with Caesar.

All

Fly! not we.

MARK ANTONY

I have fled myself, and have instructed cowards

To run and show their shoulders. Friends, be gone,

I have myself resolved upon a course

Which has no need of you, be gone:

My treasure's in the harbour, take it. O,

I follow'd that I blush to look upon:

My very hairs do mutiny, for the white

Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them

For fear and doting. Friends, be gone: you shall

Have letters from me to some friends that will

Sweep your way for you. Pray you, look not sad,

Nor make replies of loathness: take the hint

Which my despair proclaims, let that be left

Which leaves itself: to the sea-side straightway:

I will possess you of that ship and treasure.

Leave me, I pray, a little: pray you now:

Nay, do so, for, indeed, I have lost command,

Therefore I pray you: I'll see you by and by.

Sits down

Enter CLEOPATRA led by CHARMIAN and IRAS, EROS following

EROS

Nay, gentle madam, to him, comfort him.

IRAS

Do, most dear queen.

CHARMIAN

Do! why: what else?

CLEOPATRA

Let me sit down. O Juno!

MARK ANTONY

No, no, no, no, no.

EROS

See you here, sir?

MARK ANTONY

O fie, fie, fie!

CHARMIAN

Madam!

IRAS

Madam, O good empress!

EROS

Sir, sir,--

MARK ANTONY

Yes, my lord, yes, he at Philippi kept

His sword e'en like a dancer, while I struck

The lean and wrinkled Cassius, and 'twas I

That the mad Brutus ended: he alone

Dealt on lieutenantry, and no practise had

In the brave squares of war: yet now--No matter.

CLEOPATRA

Ah, stand by.

EROS

The queen, my lord, the queen.

IRAS

Go to him, madam, speak to him:

He is unqualitied with very shame.

CLEOPATRA

Well then, sustain him: O!

EROS

Most noble sir, arise, the queen approaches:

Her head's declined, and death will seize her, but

Your comfort makes the rescue.

MARK ANTONY

I have offended reputation,

A most unnoble swerving.

EROS

Sir, the queen.

MARK ANTONY

O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See,

How I convey my shame out of thine eyes

By looking back what I have left behind

'Stroy'd in dishonour.

CLEOPATRA

O my lord, my lord,

Forgive my fearful sails! I little thought

You would have follow'd.

MARK ANTONY

Egypt, thou knew'st too well

My heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings,

And thou shouldst tow me after: o'er my spirit

Thy full supremacy thou knew'st, and that

Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods

Command me.

CLEOPATRA

O, my pardon!

MARK ANTONY

Now I must

To the young man send humble treaties, dodge

And palter in the shifts of lowness, who

With half the bulk o' the world play'd as I pleased,

Making and marring fortunes. You did know

How much you were my conqueror, and that

My sword, made weak by my affection, would

Obey it on all cause.

CLEOPATRA

Pardon, pardon!

MARK ANTONY

Fall not a tear, I say, one of them rates

All that is won and lost: give me a kiss,

Even this repays me. We sent our schoolmaster,

Is he come back? Love, I am full of lead.

Some wine, within there, and our viands! Fortune knows

We scorn her most when most she offers blows.

Exeunt

SCENE XII. Egypt. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's camp.

Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, DOLABELLA, THYREUS, with others

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Let him appear that's come from Antony.

Know you him?

DOLABELLA

Caesar, 'tis his schoolmaster:

An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither

He sends so poor a pinion off his wing,

Which had superfluous kings for messengers

Not many moons gone by.

Enter EUPHRONIUS, ambassador from MARK ANTONY

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Approach, and speak.

EUPHRONIUS

Such as I am, I come from Antony:

I was of late as petty to his ends

As is the morn-dew on the myrtle-leaf

To his grand sea.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Be't so: declare thine office.

EUPHRONIUS

Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and

Requires to live in Egypt: which not granted,

He lessens his requests, and to thee sues

To let him breathe between the heavens and earth,

A private man in Athens: this for him.

Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness,

Submits her to thy might, and of thee craves

The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs,

Now hazarded to thy grace.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

For Antony,

I have no ears to his request. The queen

Of audience nor desire shall fail, so she

From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend,

Or take his life there: this if she perform,

She shall not sue unheard. So to them both.

EUPHRONIUS

Fortune pursue thee!

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Bring him through the bands.

Exit EUPHRONIUS

To THYREUS

From Antony win Cleopatra: promise,

And in our name, what she requires, add more,

From thine invention, offers: women are not

In their best fortunes strong, but want will perjure

The ne'er touch'd vestal: try thy cunning, Thyreus,

Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we

Will answer as a law.

THYREUS

Caesar, I go.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR

Observe how Antony becomes his flaw,

And what thou think'st his very action speaks

In every power that moves.

THYREUS

Caesar, I shall.

Exeunt

SCENE XIII. Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace.

Enter CLEOPATRA, DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, and IRAS

CLEOPATRA

What shall we do, Enobarbus?

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Think, and die.

CLEOPATRA

Is Antony or we in fault for this?

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Antony only, that would make his will

Lord of his reason. What though you fled

From that great face of war, whose several ranges

Frighted each other? why should he follow?

The itch of his affection should not then

Have nick'd his captainship, at such a point,

When half to half the world opposed, he being

The meered question: 'twas a shame no less

Than was his loss, to course your flying flags,

And leave his navy gazing.

CLEOPATRA

Prithee, peace.

Enter MARK ANTONY with EUPHRONIUS, the Ambassador

MARK ANTONY

Is that his answer?

EUPHRONIUS

Ay, my lord.

MARK ANTONY

The queen shall then have courtesy, so she

Will yield us up.

EUPHRONIUS

He says so.

MARK ANTONY

Let her know't.

To the boy Caesar send this grizzled head,

And he will fill thy wishes to the brim

With principalities.

CLEOPATRA

That head, my lord?

MARK ANTONY

To him again: tell him he wears the rose

Of youth upon him, from which the world should note

Something particular: his coin, ships, legions,

May be a coward's, whose ministers would prevail

Under the service of a child as soon

As i' the command of Caesar: I dare him therefore

To lay his gay comparisons apart,

And answer me declined, sword against sword,

Ourselves alone. I'll write it: follow me.

Exeunt MARK ANTONY and EUPHRONIUS

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

[Aside] Yes, like enough, high-battled Caesar will

Unstate his happiness, and be staged to the show,

Against a sworder! I see men's judgments are

A parcel of their fortunes, and things outward

Do draw the inward quality after them,

To suffer all alike. That he should dream,

Knowing all measures, the full Caesar will

Answer his emptiness! Caesar, thou hast subdued

His judgment too.

Enter an Attendant

Attendant

A messenger from CAESAR.

CLEOPATRA

What, no more ceremony? See, my women!

Against the blown rose may they stop their nose

That kneel'd unto the buds. Admit him, sir.

Exit Attendant

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

[Aside] Mine honesty and I begin to square.

The loyalty well held to fools does make

Our faith mere folly: yet he that can endure

To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord

Does conquer him that did his master conquer

And earns a place i' the story.

Enter THYREUS

CLEOPATRA

Caesar's will?

THYREUS

Hear it apart.

CLEOPATRA

None but friends: say boldly.

THYREUS

So, haply, are they friends to Antony.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

He needs as many, sir, as Caesar has,

Or needs not us. If Caesar please, our master

Will leap to be his friend: for us, you know,

Whose he is we are, and that is, Caesar's.

THYREUS

So.

Thus then, thou most renown'd: Caesar entreats,

Not to consider in what case thou stand'st,

Further than he is Caesar.

CLEOPATRA

Go on: right royal.

THYREUS

He knows that you embrace not Antony

As you did love, but as you fear'd him.

CLEOPATRA

O!

THYREUS

The scars upon your honour, therefore, he

Does pity, as constrained blemishes,

Not as deserved.

CLEOPATRA

He is a god, and knows

What is most right: mine honour was not yielded,

But conquer'd merely.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

[Aside] To be sure of that,

I will ask Antony. Sir, sir, thou art so leaky,

That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for

Thy dearest quit thee.

Exit

THYREUS

Shall I say to Caesar

What you require of him? for he partly begs

To be desired to give. It much would please him,

That of his fortunes you should make a staff

To lean upon: but it would warm his spirits,

To hear from me you had left Antony,

And put yourself under his shrowd,

The universal landlord.

CLEOPATRA

What's your name?

THYREUS

My name is Thyreus.

CLEOPATRA

Most kind messenger,

Say to great Caesar this: in deputation

I kiss his conquering hand: tell him, I am prompt

To lay my crown at 's feet, and there to kneel:

Tell him from his all-obeying breath I hear

The doom of Egypt.

THYREUS

'Tis your noblest course.

Wisdom and fortune combating together,

If that the former dare but what it can,

No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay

My duty on your hand.

CLEOPATRA

Your Caesar's father oft,

When he hath mused of taking kingdoms in,

Bestow'd his lips on that unworthy place,

As it rain'd kisses.

Re-enter MARK ANTONY and DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

MARK ANTONY

Favours, by Jove that thunders!

What art thou, fellow?

THYREUS

One that but performs

The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest

To have command obey'd.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

[Aside] You will be whipp'd.

MARK ANTONY

Approach, there! Ah, you kite! Now, gods

and devils!

Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!'

Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth,

And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am

Antony yet.

Enter Attendants

Take hence this Jack, and whip him.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

[Aside] 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp

Than with an old one dying.

MARK ANTONY

Moon and stars!

Whip him. Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries

That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them

So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name,

Since she was Cleopatra? Whip him, fellows,

Till, like a boy, you see him cringe his face,

And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence.

THYREUS

Mark Antony!

MARK ANTONY

Tug him away: being whipp'd,

Bring him again: this Jack of Caesar's shall

Bear us an errand to him.

Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS

You were half blasted ere I knew you: ha!

Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,

Forborne the getting of a lawful race,

And by a gem of women, to be abused

By one that looks on feeders?

CLEOPATRA

Good my lord,--

MARK ANTONY

You have been a boggler ever:

But when we in our viciousness grow hard--

O misery on't!--the wise gods seel our eyes,

In our own filth drop our clear judgments, make us

Adore our errors, laugh at's, while we strut

To our confusion.

CLEOPATRA

O, is't come to this?

MARK ANTONY

I found you as a morsel cold upon

Dead Caesar's trencher, nay, you were a fragment

Of Cneius Pompey's, besides what hotter hours,

Unregister'd in vulgar fame, you have

Luxuriously pick'd out: for, I am sure,

Though you can guess what temperance should be,

You know not what it is.

CLEOPATRA

Wherefore is this?

MARK ANTONY

To let a fellow that will take rewards

And say 'God quit you!' be familiar with

My playfellow, your hand, this kingly seal

And plighter of high hearts! O, that I were

Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar

The horned herd! for I have savage cause,

And to proclaim it civilly, were like

A halter'd neck which does the hangman thank

For being yare about him.

Re-enter Attendants with THYREUS

Is he whipp'd?

First Attendant

Soundly, my lord.

MARK ANTONY

Cried he? and begg'd a' pardon?

First Attendant

He did ask favour.

MARK ANTONY

If that thy father live, let him repent

Thou wast not made his daughter, and be thou sorry

To follow Caesar in his triumph, since

Thou hast been whipp'd for following him: henceforth

The white hand of a lady fever thee,

Shake thou to look on 't. Get thee back to Caesar,

Tell him thy entertainment: look, thou say

He makes me angry with him, for he seems

Proud and disdainful, harping on what I am,

Not what he knew I was: he makes me angry,

And at this time most easy 'tis to do't,

When my good stars, that were my former guides,

Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires

Into the abysm of hell. If he mislike

My speech and what is done, tell him he has

Hipparchus, my enfranched bondman, whom

He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture,

As he shall like, to quit me: urge it thou:

Hence with thy stripes, begone!

Exit THYREUS

CLEOPATRA

Have you done yet?

MARK ANTONY

Alack, our terrene moon

Is now eclipsed, and it portends alone

The fall of Antony!

CLEOPATRA

I must stay his time.

MARK ANTONY

To flatter Caesar, would you mingle eyes

With one that ties his points?

CLEOPATRA

Not know me yet?

MARK ANTONY

Cold-hearted toward me?

CLEOPATRA

Ah, dear, if I be so,

From my cold heart let heaven engender hail,

And poison it in the source, and the first stone

Drop in my neck: as it determines, so

Dissolve my life! The next Caesarion smite!

Till by degrees the memory of my womb,

Together with my brave Egyptians all,

By the discandying of this pelleted storm,

Lie graveless, till the flies and gnats of Nile

Have buried them for prey!

MARK ANTONY

I am satisfied.

Caesar sits down in Alexandria, where

I will oppose his fate. Our force by land

Hath nobly held, our sever'd navy too

Have knit again, and fleet, threatening most sea-like.

Where hast thou been, my heart? Dost thou hear, lady?

If from the field I shall return once more

To kiss these lips, I will appear in blood,

I and my sword will earn our chronicle:

There's hope in't yet.

CLEOPATRA

That's my brave lord!

MARK ANTONY

I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, breathed,

And fight maliciously: for when mine hours

Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives

Of me for jests, but now I'll set my teeth,

And send to darkness all that stop me. Come,

Let's have one other gaudy night: call to me

All my sad captains, fill our bowls once more,

Let's mock the midnight bell.

CLEOPATRA

It is my birth-day:

I had thought to have held it poor: but, since my lord

Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra.

MARK ANTONY

We will yet do well.

CLEOPATRA

Call all his noble captains to my lord.

MARK ANTONY

Do so, we'll speak to them, and to-night I'll force

The wine peep through their scars. Come on, my queen,

There's sap in't yet. The next time I do fight,

I'll make death love me, for I will contend

Even with his pestilent scythe.

Exeunt all but DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS

Now he'll outstare the lightning. To be furious,

Is to be frighted out of fear, and in that mood

The dove will peck the estridge, and I see still,

A diminution in our captain's brain

Restores his heart: when valour preys on reason,

It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek

Some way to leave him.

Exit