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square to her. 1

Cæs. Speak, Agrippa.

Not sickness should detain me. Agr. Thou hast a sister by the mother's side,

(Flourish. Exeunt Cæs. Ant. and Lep. Admir'd Octavia : great Mark Antony

Mæc. Welcome from Egypt, sir. Is now a widower.

Eno. Half the heart of Cæsar, worthy Mæcenas! Cæs.

Say not so, Agrippa; -my honourable friend, Agrippa ! If Cleopatra heard you, your reproof

Agr. Good Enobarbus! Were well deserv'd of rashness.

Mæc. We have cause to be glad, that matters Ant. I am not married, Cæsar: let me hear are so well digested. You staid well by it in Egypt. Agrippa further speak.

Eno. Ay, sir ; we did sleep day out of counteAgr. To hold you in perpetual amity, nance, and made the night light with drinking. To make you brothers, and to knit your hearts Mæc. Eight wild boars roasted whole at a breakWith an unslipping knot, take Antony.

fast, and but twelve persons there; Is this true? Octavia to his wife : whose beauty claims

Eno. This was but as a fly by an eagle: we had No worse a husband than the best of men : much more monstrous matter of feast, which worWhose virtue, and whose general graces, speak thily deserved noting. That which none else can utter. By this marriage, Mæc. She's a most triumphant lady, if report be All little jealousies, which now seem great, And all great fears, which now import their dan- Eno. When she first met Mark Antony, she gers,

pursed up his heart upon the river of Cydnus. Would then be nothing : truths would be but tales, Agr. There she appeared indeed; or my reWhere now half tales be truths : her love to both, || porter devised well for her. Would, each to other, and all loves to both, Eno. I will tell you: Draw after her. Pardon what I have spoke; The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, For 'tis a studied, not a present thought,

Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold; By duty ruminated.

Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that
Will Cæsar speak?

The winds were love-sick with them: the oars Cæs. Not till be hears how Antony is touch'd

were silver ; With what is spoke already.

Which to the tune of Autes kept stroke, and made Ant.

What power is in Agrippa, The water, which they beat, to follow faster, If I would say, Agrippa, be it so,

As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, To make this good?

It beggar'd all description : she did lie Cæs.

The power of Cæsar, and In her pavilion (cloth of gold, of tissue,)
His power unto Octavia.

O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see
May I never

The fancy out-work nature : on each side ber,
To this good purpose, that so fairly shows, Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids,
Dream of impediment SLet me have thy hand: With diverse-colour'd fans, whose wind did seein
Further this act of grace; and, from this hour, To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool,
The heart of brothers govern in our loves, And what they undid, did.2
And sway our great designs !


O, rare for Antony ! Cæs.

There is my hand. Eno. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, A sister I bequeath you, whom no brother So many mermaids, tended her i’the eyes, Did ever love so dearly: Let her live

And made their bends adornings: at the helm To join our kingdoms, and our hearts ; and never || A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackle Fly off our loves again!

Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, Lep.

Happily, amen! That yarely frames the office. From the barge Ant. I did not think to draw my sword 'gainst A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Pompey;

of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast
For he hath laid strange courtesies, and great, Her people out upon her; and Antony,
Of late upon me: I must thank him only, Enthron'd in the market-place, did sit alone,
Lest my remembrance suffer ill report;

Whistling to the air; which, but for vacancy, At heel of that, defy him.

gaze on Cleopatra too, Lep.

Time calls upon us :.

And made a gap in nature. Of us must Pompey presently be sought,


Rare Egyptian! Or else he seeks out us.

Eno. Upon her landing, Antony sent to her, Ant.

And where lies he? Invited her to supper: she replied, Cæs. About the mount Misenum.

It should be better, he became her guest; Ant.

What's his strength Which she entreated : Our courteous Antony, By land?

Whom ne'er the word of No woman heard speak, Cæs. Great, and increasing : but by sea Being barber'd ten times o'er, goes to the feast; He is an absolute master.

And, for his ordinary, pays his heart, Ant.

So is the fame. For what his eyes eat only. 'Would, we had spoke together: Haste we for it: Agr.

Royal wench! Yet, ere we put ourselves in arms, despatch we She made great Cæsar lay his sword to bed; The business we have talk'd of.

He plough'd her, and she cropp'd.

With most gladness ;

I saw her once And do invite you to my sister's view,

Hop forty paces through the public street: Whither straight I will lead you.

And having lost her breath, she spoke, and panted, Ant.

Let us, Lepidus, That she did make defect, perfection,
Not lack your company.

And, breathless, power breathe forth.
Noble Antony,

Mæc. Now Antony must leave her utterly.

Eno. Never; he will not; (1) Suits with her merits.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale (2) Added to the warmth they were intended to diminish.

(3) Readily perform

Had gone

Let us go.

Her infinite variety : Other women

You must to Parthia ; your commission's ready: Cloy th' appetites they feed; but she makes hungry || Follow me, and receive it.

[Exeunt. Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her; that the holy priests

SCENE IV.-The same. A street. Enter Lepi. Bless her, when she's riggish.?

dus, Mæcenas, and Agrippa. Mæc. If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle Lep. Trouble yourselves no further : pray you, The heart of Antony, Octavia is

hasten A blessed lottery? to him.

Your generals after. Agr.


Sir, Mark Antony Good Enobarbus, make yourself my guest,


e'en but kiss Octavia, and we'll follow. Whilst you abide here.

Lep. Till I shall see you in your soldier's dress, Eno.

Humbly, sir, I thank you. Which will become you both, farewell.


We shall, SCENE 111.-The same. A room in Cæsar's

As I conceive the journey, be at mounts

Before you, Lepidus. house. Enter Cæsar, Antony, Octavia between

Lep. them ; Attendants, and a Soothsayer.

Your way is shorter,

My purposes do draw me much about; Ant. The world, and my great office, will some- || You'll win two days upon me. times

Mac. Agr.

Sir, good success! Divide me from your bosom.

Lep. Farewell.

[Exeunt. Octa.

All which time

SCENE V.-Alexandria. A room in the palace. Before the gods my knee shall bow my prayers To them for you.

Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Alexas. Ant.

Good night, sir. „My Octavia, Cleo. Give me some music; music, moody food Read not my blemishes in the world's report : Of us that trade in love. I have not kept my square ; but that to come Attend.

The music, ho! Shall all be done by the rule. Good night, dear

Enter Mardian. lady.Octa. Good night, sir.

Cleo. Let it alone; let us to billiards : Cæs. Good night. [Ereunt Cæsar and Octavia. Come, Charmian. Ant. Now, sirrah! you do wish yourself in Egypt? Char. My arm is sore, best play with Mardian. Sooth. 'Would I had never come from thence, Cleo. As well a woman with an eunuch play'd, nor you

As with a woman ;-Come, you'll play with me, sir? Thither!

Mar. As well as I can, madam. Ant. If you can, your reason ?

Cleo. And when good will is show'd, though it Sooth.

I see't in

come too short, My motion, have it not in my tongue : But yet The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now:Hie you again to Egypt

Give me mine angle,-We'll to the river: there, Ant. Say to me,

My music playing far off, I will betray
Whose fortunes shall rise higher, Cæsar's, or mine? |Tawny-fin fishes ; my bended hook shall pierce
Sooth. Cæsar's.

Their slimy jaws; and, as I draw them up,
Therefore, 0 Antony, stay not by his side: I'll think them every one an Antony,
Thy dæmon, that's thy spirit which keeps thee, And say, Ah, ha! you're caught.
Noble, courageous, high, unmatchable,


'Twas merry, when
Where Cæsar is not ; but near him, thy angel You wager'd on your angling; when your diver
Becomes a Fear, as being o'erpower'd; therefore Did hang a salt-fish on his hook, which he
Make space enough between you.

With fervency drew up.
Speak this no more. Cleo.

That time !_O times! Sooth. To none but thee; no more, but when to I laugh'd him out of patience; and that night thee.

I laugh'd him into patience: and next morn, If thou dost play with him at any game, Ere the ninth hour, I drunk him to his bed; Thou art sure to lose ; and, of that natural luck, Then put my tires and mantles on him, whilst He beats thee 'gainst the odds; thy lustre thickens,||I wore his sword Philippan. O! from Italy ; When he shines by: I say again, thy spirit

Enter a Messenger.
Is all afraid to govern thee near him;
But, he away, 'tis noble.

Ram thou thy fruitful tidings in mine ears,
Get thee gone :

That long time have been barren.
Say to Ventidius, I would speak with him :


Madam, madam, [Exit Soothsayer. Cleo. Antony's dead ?He shall to Parthia.- Be it art, or hap,

If thou say so, villain, thou kill'st thy mistress : He hath spoken true: The very dice obey him;

But well and free,
And, in our sports, my better cunning faints If thou so yield him, there is gold, and here
Under his chance: if we draw lots, he speeds : My bluest veins to kiss; a hand, that kings
His cocks do win the battle still of mine,

Have lipp'd, and trembled kissing.
When it is all to nought; and his quails3 ever


First, madam, he's well. Beat mine, inhoop'd, at odds. I will to Egypt:

Cleo. Why, there's more gold. But, sirrah, And though I make this marriage for my peace,

mark; We use

To say, the dead are well : bring it to that,
Enter Ventidius.

The yold I give thee, will I melt, and pour ['the east my pleasure lies :-0, come, Ventidius, ||Down thy ill-uttering throat.

Mess. Good madam, hear me. (1) Wanton. (2) Allotment. 3) The ancients used to match quails as we

(4) Inclosed. (5) Mount Misenum. match cocks.

(6) Melancholy. (7) Head-dross. YOL. II.

2 Z

Re-enter Messenger.

Though it be honest, it is never good
To bring bad news: Give to a gracious message
Themselves, when they be felt.
A host of tongues; but let ill tidings tell


I have done my duty.

Cleo. Is he married?

I cannot hate thee worser than I do,
If thou again say, Yes.
He is married, madam.
Cleo. The gods confound thee! dost thou hold
there still?

Mess. Should I lie, madam?
O, I would, thou didst
So half my Egypt were subuerg'd,5 and made
A cistern for scal'd snakes! Go, get thee hence;
Hadst thou Narcissus in thy face, to me
Thou wouldst appear most ugly. He is married?
Mess. I crave your highness' pardon.

He is married? Mess. Take no offence, that I would not offend you :

To punish me for what you make me do,
Seems much unequal: He is married to Octavia.
Cleo. O, that his faults should make a knave of

That art not!-What? thou'rt sure of't?-Get thee hence:

The merchandise which thou hast brought from

Are all too dear for me; Lie they upon thy hand,
And be undone by 'em!
Exit Messenger.
Good your highness, patience.
Cleo. In praising Antony, I have disprais'd

Char. Many times, madam. Cleo.

Well, go to, I will;
But there's no goodness in thy face: If Antony
Be free, and healthful,-why so tart a favour
To trumpet such good tidings? If not well,
Thou shouldst come like a fury crown'd with snakes,
Not like a formal man.2


Will't please you hear me? Cleo. I have a mind to strike thee, ere thou speak'st:

Yet, if thou say, Antony lives, is well,
Or friends with Cæsar, or not captive to him,
I'll set thee in a shower of gold, and hail
Rich pearls upon thee.



Mess. And friends with Cæsar.
Thou'rt an honest man.
Mess. Cæsar and he are greater friends than ever.
Cleo. Make thee a fortune from me.
But yet, madam-
Cleo. I do not like but yet, it does allay
The good precedence ;3 fie upon but yet:
But yet is as a gaoler to bring forth
Some monstrous malefactor. Pr'ythee, friend,
Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear,
The good and bad together: He's friend' with

In state of health, thou say'st; and, thou say'st, free.
Mess. Free, madam! no; I made no such report:
He's bound unto Octavia.

Madam, he's well.

Well said.

For what good turn?
Mess. For the best turn i'the bed.
I am pale, Charmian.
Mess. Madam, he's married to Octavia.
Cleo. The most infectious pestilence upon thee!
[Strikes him down.
Mess. Good madam, patience.

Smarting in ling'ring pickle.


say you?-hence,
[Strikes him again.
Horrible villain! or I'll spurn thine eyes
Like balls before me; I'll unhair thy head;
[She hales him up and down.
Thou shalt be whipp'd with wire, and stew'd in

Gracious madam,
I, that do bring the news, made not the match.
Cleo. Say, 'tis not so, a province I will give thee,
And make thy fortunes proud: the blow thou hadst
Shall make thy peace, for moving me to rage;
And I will boot thee with what gift beside
Thy modesty can beg.

He's married, madam.
Cleo. Rogue, thou hast liv'd too long.
[Draws a dagger.
Nay, then I'll run :-
What mean you, madam? I have made no fault.

Char. Good madam, keep yourself within your-
The man is innocent.

Melt Egypt into Nile! and kindly creatures
Turn all to serpents!-Call the slave again;
Though I am mad, I will not bite him :-Call.
Char. He is afeard to come.

I will not hurt him:-
These hands do lack nobility, that they strike
A meaner than myself; since I myself
Have given myself the cause.-Come hither, sir.

(1) So sour a countenance.
(2) A man in his senses. (3) Preceding,

Cleo. Some innocents 'scape not the thunder-Our written purposes before us sent;


Which if thou hast considered, let us know
If 'twill tie up thy discontented sword;
And carry back to Sicily much tall? youth
That else must perish here.

Lead me from hence. I am paid for't now. I faint; O Iras, Charmian,-'Tis no matter:Go to the fellow, good Alexas; bid him Report the features of Octavia, her Her inclination, let him not leave out years, The colour of her hair :-bring me word quickly.~ [Exit Alexas. Let him for ever go:-Let him not-Charmian, Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon, T'other way he's a Mars:-Bid you Alexas Bring me word, how tall she is.-Pity me, [To Mardian. Charmian, But do not speak to me.--Lead me to my chamber, [Exeunt. SCENE VI.-Near Misenum. Enter Pompey and Menas, at one side, with drum and trumpet: at another, Cæsar, Lepidus, Antony, Enobarbus, Mæcenas, with Soldiers marching.

Pom. Your hostages I have, so have you mine; And we shall talk before we fight.

Cæs. Most meet, That first we come to words; and therefore have we

Pom. Το all three, you The senators alone of this great world, Chief factors for the gods,-I do not know, Wherefore my father should revengers want, Having a son, and friends; since Julius Cæsar,

(4) Recompense. (5) Whelmed under water (6) Beauty, (7) Brave.


your time,

Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted, Grew fat with feasting there.
There saw you labouring for him.
What was it, Ant.

You have heard much.
That mov'd pale Cassius to conspire ? And what Pom. I have fair meanings, sir.
Made the all-honour'd, honest, Roman Brutus, Ant.

And fair words to them. With the arm'd rest, courtiers of beauteous freedom, Pom. Then so much have I heard :To drench the Capitol; but that they would And I have heard, Apollodorus carried Have one man but a man? And that is it,

Eno. No more of that :-He did so. Hath made me rig my navy; at whose burden Pom.

What, I pray you? "The anger'd ocean foams; with which I meant Eno. A certain queen to Cæsar in a mattress. To scourge the ingratitude that despiteful Rome Pom. I know thee now:-How far'st thou, soldier? Cast on my noble father.


And well am like to do; for, I perceive,
Ant. Thou canst not fear? us, Pompey, with | Four feasts are toward.
thy sails,


Let me shake thy hand;
WVe'll speak with thee at sea : at land, thou know'st I never hated thee: I have seen thee fight,
How much we do o'er-count thee.

When I have envied thy behaviour.
At land, indeed, Eno.

Thou dost o'er-count me of my father's house : I never lov'd you much; but I have prais'd you,
But, since the cuckoo builds not for himself, When you have well deserv'd ten times as much
Remain in't as thou may'st.

As I have said you did.
Be pleas'd to tell us,


Enjoy thy plainness, (For this is from the present,%) how you take It nothing ill becomes thee. The offers we have sent you.

Aboard my galley I invite you all : Cos.

There's the point

Will you lead, lords ?
Ant. Which do not be entreated to, but weigh Cæs. Ant. Lep. how us the way, sir.
What it is worth embrac'd.


Come. Cæs.

And what may follow, (Exeunt Pompey, Cæsar, Antony, Lepidus, "To try a larger fortune.

Soldiers, and Attendants. Pom.

You have made me offer Men. Thy father, Pompey, would ne'er have Of Sicily, Sardinia ; and I must

made this treaty.-(Aside.]—You and I have Rid all the sea of pirates ; then, to send known,6 sir. Measures of wheat to Rome: This 'greed upon, Eno. At sea, I think. To part with unhack'd edges, and bear back Men. We have, sir. Our target undinted.

Eno. You have done well by water. Cæs. Ant. Lep. That's our offer.

Men. And you by land. Pom.

Know then, Eno. I will praise any man that will praise me: I came before you here, å man prepar'd though it cannot be denied what I have done by To take this offer: But Mark Antony

land Put me to some impatience :-Though. I lose Men. Nor what I have done by water. The praise of it by telling, You must know, Eno. Yes, something you can deny for your own When Cæsar and your brothers were at blows, safety : you have been a great thief by sea. Your mother came to Sicily, and did find

Men. And you by land. Her welcome friendly.

Eno. There I deny my land service. But give Ant.

I have heard it, Pompey; me your hand, Menas : If our eyes had authority, And am well studied for a liberal thanks, here they might take two thieves kissing. Which I do owe you.

Men. All men's faces are true, whatsoe'er their Pom. Let me have your hand :

hands are. I did not think, sir, to have met you here.

Eno. But there is never a fair woman has a true Ant. The beds i'the east are soft; and thanks face.

Mer. No slander; they steal hearts. That call'd timelier than my purpose, hither; Eno. We came hither to fight with you. For I have gain'd by it.

Men. For may part, I am sorry it is turned to a Cos.

Since I saw you last, drinking. Pompey doth this way laugh away his There is a change upon you.

fortune. Pom.

Well, I know not Eno. If he do, sure, he cannot weep it back again. What counts5 harsh fortune casts upon my face; Men. You have said, sir. We looked not for But in my bosom shall she never come,

Mark Antony here; Pray you, is he married to To make my heart her vassal.

Cleopatra ? Lep.

Well met here. Eno. Cæsar's sister is called Octavia. Pom. I hope so, Lepidus.—Thus we are agreed : Men. True, sir; she was the wife of Caius MarI crave, our composition may be written,

cellus. And seal'd between us.

Eno. But she is now the wife of Marcus Antonius. Cæs.

That's the next to do. Men. Pray you, sir? Pom. We'll feast each other, ere we part; and Eno. Tis true.

Men. Then is Cæsar, and he, for ever knit to. Draw lots who shall begin.


That will I, Pompey. Eno. If I were bound to divine of this unity, I Pom. No, Antony, take the lot: but, first, would not prophesy so. Or last, your fine Egyptian cookery

Men. I think, the policy of that purpose made Shall have the fame. I have heard, that Julius more in the marriage, than the love of the parties. Cæsar

Eno. I think so too. But you shall find, the

band that seems to tie their friendship together, Haunted. (2) Affright Present subject.

(4) Target, shield. (5) Scores, marks. (6) Been acquainted.

to you,


let us


will be the very strangler of their amity : Octavia|l. Ant. It is shaped, sir, like itself; and it is as is of holy, cold, and still conversation.!

broad as it hath breadth: it is just so high as it is, Men. Who would not have his wife so ? and moves with its own organs: it lives by that

Eno. Not he, that himself is not so; which is which nourisheth it; and the elements once out of Mark Antony. He will to his Egyptian dish again : it, it transmigrates. then shall the sighs of Octavia blow the fire up

in Lep. What colour is it of? Cæsar; and, as I said before, that which is the Ant. Of its own colour too. strength of their amity, shall prove the immediate Lep. 'Tis a strange serpent. author of their variance. Antony will use his af

Ant. 'Tis so. And the tears of it are wet. fection where it is; he married but his occasion Cæs. Will this description satisfy him? here.

Ant. With the health that Pompey gives him, Men. And thus it may be. Come, sir, will you else he is a very epicure. aboard? I have a health for you.

Pom. (To Menas aside.) Go, hang, sir, hang! Eno. I shall take it, sir : we have used our throats

Tell me of that? away! in Egypt

Do as I bid you.—Where's this cup I call'd for? Men. Come ; let's away.


Men. If for the sake of merit thou wilt hear me,

Rise from thy stool. SCENE VII.-On board Pompey's galley, lying

[ Aside.

Pom. I think, thou'rt mad. The matter? near Misenum. Music. Enter two or three

(Rises, and walks aside. Servants, with a banquet.2

Men. I have ever held my cap off to thy fortunes. 1 Serv. Here they'll be, man: Some o'their

Pom. Thou hast serv'd me with much faith : plants are ill-rooted already, the least wind i'the What's else to say ? world will blow them down.

Be jolly, lords. 2 Serv. Lepidus is high-coloured.

Ant. These quick-sands, Lepidus, 1 Serv, They have made him drink alms-drink. Keep off them, for you sink.

2 Serv. As they pinch one another by the dis- Men. Wilt thou be lord of all the world? position, he cries out, no more ; reconciles them to Pom.

What say'st thou ? his entreaty, and himself to the drink.

Men. Wilt thou be lord of the whole world? 1 Serv. But it raises the greater war between him

That's twice. and his discretion.

Pom. How should that be? 2 Serv. Why, this it is to have a name in great Men.

But entertain it, and, men's fellowship: I had as lief have a reed that will | Although thou think me poor, I am the man do me no service, as a partizant I could not heave. Will give thee all the world. 1 Serv. To be called into a huge sphere, and not|


Hast thou drunk well? to be seen to move in't, are the holes where eyes Men. No, Pompey, I have kept me from the cup. should be, which pitifully disaster the cheeks. Thou art, if thou dar'st be, the earthly Jove : A sennet sounded. Enter Cæsar, Antony, Pompey,|| Is thine, if thou wilt have't.

Whate'er the ocean pales, or sky inclips,9 Lepidus, Agrippa, Mæcenas, Enobarbus, Menas,


Show me which way. with other captains.

Men. These three world-sharers, these competiAnt. Thus do they, sir: [To Cæsar.) They take the flow o'the Nile

Are in thy vessel : Let me cut the cable; By certain scales i’the pyramid ; they know, And, when we are put off, fall to their throats : By the height, the low ness, or the mean,5 if dearth,|| All there is thine. Or foizon, follow : The higher Nilus swells, Pom. Ah, this thou should'st have done, The more it promises : as it ebbs, the seedsman And not have spoke on't! In me, 'tis villany; Upon the slime and ooze scatters his grain, In thee, it had been good service. Thou must know, And shortly comes to harvest.

'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honour; Lep. You have strange serpents there. Mine honour, it. Repent, that e'er thy tongue Ant. Ay, Lepidus.

Hath so betray'd thine act: Being done unknown, Lep. Your serpent of Egypt is bred now of your|| I should have found it afterwards well done ; mud, by the operation of your sun : so is your But must condemn it now. Desist, and drink. crocodile.

Men. For this,

[.Aside, Ant. They are so.

I'll never follow thy pall'dni fortunes more. Pom. Sit,--and some wine.-A health to Lepidus. Who seeks, and will not take, when once'tis offerid,

Lep. I am not so well as I should be, but I'll ne'er Shall never find it more. out.


This health to Lepidus. Eno. Not till you have slept ; I fear me, you'll Ant. Bear him ashore.--I'll pledge it for him, be in, till then.

Pompey. Lep. Nay, certainly, I have heard, the Ptolemies' Eno. Here's to thee, Menas. pyramises? are very goodly things; without contra- Men.

Enobarbus, welcome. diction, I have heard that.

Pom. Fill, till the cup be hid. Men. Pompey, a word.

[Aside. Eno. There's a strong fellow, Menas. Pom.

Say in mine ear: What is't? || [Pointing to the attendant who carries off Lepidus. Men. Forsake thy seat, I do beseech thee, captain, Men.

Why? [Aside. Eno.

He bears And hear me speak a word.

The third part of the world, man; See'st not? Pom.

Forbear me till anon,- Men. The third part then is drunk: 'Would it This wine for Lepidus.

were all, Lep. What manner o'thing is your crocodile? That it might go on wheels !

Eno. Drink thou ; increase the reels. (1) Behaviour. (2) Dessert.

(3) Feet. (4) Pike. (5) Middle.

(6) Plenty.

(8) Encompasses. (9) Embraces, (7) Pyramids.

(10) Confederates. (11) Cloyed,

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