It's monstrous labor, when I wash my brain, Ant. Be a child o' the time. Ca. Possess 1 it, I'll make answer: but I had rather fast From all, four days, than drink so much in one. [to Antony. Shall we dance now the Egyptian Bacchanals, And celebrate our drink? Pom. Let 's ha 't, good soldier. Ant. Come, let us all take hands; Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our sense In soft and delicate Lethe. Eno. All take hands: Make battery to our ears with the loud music :The while, I'll place you: then the boy shail sing; 2 The holding every man shall bear, as loud As his strong sides can volley. [music plays. Enobarbus places them hand in hand. SONG. Come, thou monarch of the vine, 2 Burden, chorus. I Understand. Eyes inflamed with drinking. Ca. What would you more?-Pompey, good night. Good brother, Let me request you off: our graver business night. Good Antony, your hand. Pom. Good I'll try you on the shore. Ant. And shall, sir: give's your hand. O Antony, You have my father's house,-But what? we are friends: Come, down into the boat. Eno. Take heed you fall not.— [Exeunt Pom. Cæ. Ant. and Attendants. Menas, I'll not on shore. Menas. No, to my cabin.— These drums!—these trumpets, flutes! what! Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell To these great fellows: sound, and be hang'd: sound out. [a florish of trumpets, with drums. Eno. Ho, says 'a! There's my cap. Menus, Ho! noble captain! come. [Exeunt. It's monstrous labor, when I wash my brain, And it grows fouler. Be a child o' the time. Ca. Possess 1 it, I'll make answer: but I had rather fast From all, four days, than drink so much in one. Eno. Ha, my brave emperor! [to Antony. Shall we dance now the Egyptian Bacchanals, And celebrate our drink? Pom. Let's ha 't, good soldier. Ant. Come, let us all take hands; Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our sense In soft and delicate Lethe. Eno. All take hands: Make battery to our ears with the loud music :— The while, I'll place you: then the boy shail sing; 2 The holding every man shall bear, as loud As his strong sides can volley. [music plays. Enobarbus places them hand in hand. SONG. Come, thou monarch of the vine, 2 Burden, chorus. Understand. Eyes inflamed with drinking. Ca. What would you more?-Pompey, good night. Good brother, Let me request you off: our graver business night.— Good Antony, your hand. Pom. Good I'll try you on the shore. Ant. And shall, sir: give's your hand. Pom. O Antony, You have my father's house,-But what? we are friends: Come, down into the boat. Eno. Take heed you fall not.— [Exeunt Pom. Ca. Ant. and Attendants. Menas, I'll not on shore. Menas. No, to my cabin.— These drums!-these trumpets, flutes! what! Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell - To these great fellows: sound, and be hang'd: sound out. [a florish of trumpets, with drums. Eno. Ho, says 'a! There's my cap. Menus. Ho! noble captain! come. [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 Pleased Fortune does of Marcus Crassus' death Make me revenger. Bear the king's son's body Pays this for Marcus Crassus. Sil. Noble Ventidius, Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is warm, The routed fly: so thy grand captain Antony Ven. 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 i Pacorus was the son of Orodes, king of Parthia. |