King Malchus of Arabia; king of Pont ; OCTA. Ah me, most wretched, That have my heart parted betwixt two friends, CAS. Welcome hither: Your letters did withhold our breaking forth; Hold unbewail'd their way. Welcome to Rome : Nothing more dear to me. You are abus'd Beyond the mark of thought: and the high gods, Of us, and thofe that love you. And ever welcome to us. AGR. Welcome, lady. MEC. Welcome, dear madam. Beft of comfort; 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, OCTA. Is it fo, fir? CES. Moft certain. Sifter, welcome: Fray you, Be ever known to patience: My dearest fifter! [Exeunt. SCENEVII. ANTONY's Camp, near the Promontory of Actium. Enter CLEOPATRA and ENOBARBUS. CLEO. I will be even with thee, doubt it not. CLEO. Thou haft forfpoke my being in these wars; And fay'ft, it is not fit. ENO. Well, is it, is it? CLEO. Is't not? Denounce against us, why should not we Be there in person ? ENO. [Afide.] Well, I could reply : If we should serve with horse and mares together, CLEO. What is't you fay? ENO. Your prefence needs muft puzzle Antony; Take from his heart, take from his brain, from his time, What should not then be spar'd. He is already Traduc'd for levity; and 'tis faid in Rome, That Photinus an eunuch, and your maids, Manage this war. CLEO. Sink Rome; and their tongues rot, That fpeak against us! A charge we bear i' the war, Appear there for a man. Speak not against it; ENO. Nay, I have done : Here comes the emperor. Enter ANTONY and CANIDIUS. ANT. Is't not ftrange, Canidius, That from Tarentum, and Brundufium, He could fo quickly cut the Ionian sea, And take in Toryne ?--You have heard on't, sweet? CLEO. Celerity is never more admir'd, Than by the negligent. ANT. A good rebuke, Which might have well becom❜d the best of men, To taunt at flacknefs.-Canidius, we Will fight with him by fea. CLEO. By fea! What else? CAN. Why will my lord do fo? ANT. For he dares us to't. ENO. So hath my lord dar'd him to fingle fight. ENO. Your fhips are not well mann'd : Being prepar'd for land. ANT. By fea, by fea. ENO. Moft worthy fir, you therein throw away ANT. I'll fight at fea. CLEO. I have fixty fails, Cæfar none better. ANT. Our overplus of shipping will we burn; And, with the reft full-mann'd, from the head of Actium Beat the approaching Cæfar. But if we fail, Enter a MESSENGER. We then can do't at land.-Thy business? MES. The news is true, my lord; he is defcried; Cæfar has taken Toryne. ANT. Can he be there in perfon? 'tis impoffible; Away, my Thetis !-How now, worthy foldier? Have us'd to conquer, ftanding on the earth, ANT. Well, well, away. [Exeunt ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, and ENOBARBUS. SOLD. By Hercules, I think, I am i' the right. CAN. 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, SOLD. You keep by land The legions and the horfe whole, do you not? Publicola, and Cælius, are for fea : But we keep whole by land. This speed of Cæfar's Carries beyond belief. His SOLD. While he was yet in Rome, power went out in fuch diftractions, as, Beguil'd all spies. CAN. Who's his lieutenant, hear you? CAN. Well I know the man. Enter a MESSENGER. MES. The emperor calls for Canidius. [forth, CAN. With news the time's with labour; and throes Each minute, fome. SCENE VIII. A Plain near Actium. [Exeunt. Enter CESAR, TAURUS, Officers, and Others. CES. Taurus, TAUR. My lord. CAS. Strike not by land; keep whole: Do not exceed the prescript of this scroll : In Enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS. [Exeunt. ANT. Set we our fquadrons on yon' fide o' the hill, eye of Cæfar's battle; from which place may the number of the fhips behold, And fo proceed accordingly. We [Exeunt. Enter CANIDIUS, marching with his land army one way over the flage; and TAURUS, the lieutenant of Cæfar, the other way. After their going in, is heard the noife of a fea-fight. Alarum. Re-enter ENOBARBUS. ENO. Naught, naught, all naught! I can behold no The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral, [longer: With all their fixty, fly, and turn the rudder; To fee't, mine eyes are blafted. Enter SCARUS., SCAR. Gods, and goddeffes, All the whole fynod of them! SCAR. The greater cantle of the world is loft With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away |