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ACT II. SCENE I. |
Messina. POMPEY'S house |
Enter POMPEY, MENECRATES, and MENAS, in warlike manner |
POMPEY. If the great gods be just, they shall assist |
The deeds of justest men. |
MENECRATES. Know, worthy Pompey, |
That what they do delay they not deny. |
POMPEY. Whiles we are suitors to their throne, decays |
The thing we sue for. |
MENECRATES. We, ignorant of ourselves, |
Beg often our own harms, which the wise pow'rs |
Deny us for our good; so find we profit |
By losing of our prayers. |
POMPEY. I shall do well. |
The people love me, and the sea is mine; |
My powers are crescent, and my auguring hope |
Says it will come to th' full. Mark Antony |
In Egypt sits at dinner, and will make |
No wars without doors. Caesar gets money where |
He loses hearts. Lepidus flatters both, |
Of both is flatter'd; but he neither loves, |
Nor either cares for him. |
MENAS. Caesar and Lepidus |
Are in the field. A mighty strength they carry. |
POMPEY. Where have you this? 'Tis false. |
MENAS. From Silvius, sir. |
POMPEY. He dreams. I know they are in Rome together, |
Looking for Antony. But all the charms of love, |
Salt Cleopatra, soften thy wan'd lip! |
Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with both; |
Tie up the libertine in a field of feasts, |
Keep his brain fuming. Epicurean cooks |
Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite, |
That sleep and feeding may prorogue his honour |
Even till a Lethe'd dullness- |
Enter VARRIUS |
How now, Varrius! |
VARRIUS. This is most certain that I shall deliver: |
Mark Antony is every hour in Rome |
Expected. Since he went from Egypt 'tis |
A space for farther travel. |
POMPEY. I could have given less matter |
A better ear. Menas, I did not think |
This amorous surfeiter would have donn'd his helm |
For such a petty war; his soldiership |
Is twice the other twain. But let us rear |
The higher our opinion, that our stirring |
Can from the lap of Egypt's widow pluck |
The ne'er-lust-wearied Antony. |
MENAS. I cannot hope |
Caesar and Antony shall well greet together. |
His wife that's dead did trespasses to Caesar; |
His brother warr'd upon him; although, I think, |
Not mov'd by Antony. |
POMPEY. I know not, Menas, |
How lesser enmities may give way to greater. |
Were't not that we stand up against them all, |
'Twere pregnant they should square between themselves; |
For they have entertained cause enough |
To draw their swords. But how the fear of us |
May cement their divisions, and bind up |
The petty difference we yet not know. |
Be't as our gods will have't! It only stands |
Our lives upon to use our strongest hands. |
Come, Menas. Exeunt |
SCENE II. |
Rome. The house of LEPIDUS |
Enter ENOBARBUS and LEPIDUS |
LEPIDUS. Good Enobarbus, 'tis a worthy deed, |
And shall become you well, to entreat your captain |
To soft and gentle speech. |
ENOBARBUS. I shall entreat him |
To answer like himself. If Caesar move him, |
Let Antony look over Caesar's head |
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