ANTONY'S Camp, near to the Promontory of ACTIUM. |
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Enter CLEOPATRA and ENOBARBUS. |
Cleo. I will be even with thee, doubt it not. |
Eno. But why, why, why? |
Cleo. Thou hast forspoke my being in these wars, |
And sayst it is not fit. |
Eno. Well, is it, is it? |
Cleo. If not denounc'd against us, why should not we |
Be there in person? |
Eno. [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. |
Cleo. What is't you say? |
Eno. Your presence needs must puzzle Antony; |
Take from his heart, take from his brain, from's time, |
What should not then be spar'd. He is already |
Traduc'd for levity, and 'tis said in Rome |
That Photinus a eunuch and your maids |
Manage this war. |
Cleo. 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. |
Eno. Nay, I have done. |
Here comes the emperor. |
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Enter ANTONY and CANIDIUS. |
Ant. 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? |
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 slackness. Canidius, we |
Will fight with him by sea. |
Cleo. By sea! What else? |
Can. Why will my lord do so? |
Ant. For that he dares us to't. |
Eno. So hath my lord dar'd him to single fight. |
Can. Ay, and to wage his battle at Pharsalia, |
Where Cæsar fought with Pompey; but these offers, |
Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes off; |
And so should you. |
Eno. Your ships are not well mann'd; |
Your mariners are muleters, reapers, people |
Ingross'd by swift impress; in Cæsar'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 prepar'd for land. |
Ant. By sea, by sea. |
Eno. 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. |
Ant. I'll fight at sea. |
Cleo. I have sixty sails, Cæsar none better. |
Ant. Our overplus of shipping will we burn; |
And with the rest, full-mann'd, from the head of Actium |
Beat the approaching Cæsar. But if we fail, |
We then can do't at land. |
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Enter a Messenger. |
Thy business? |
Mess. The news is true, my lord; he is descried; |
Cæsar has taken Toryne. |
Ant. Can he be there in person? 'tis impossible; |
Strange that his 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! |
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Enter a Soldier. |
How now, worthy soldier! |
Sold. 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 Phœnicians go a-ducking; we |
Have used to conquer, standing on the earth, |
And fighting foot to foot. |
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 horse whole, do you not? |
Can. Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius, |
Publicola, and Cælius, are for sea; |
But we keep whole by land. This speed of Cæsar's |
Carries beyond belief. |
Sold. While he was yet in Rome |
His power went out in such distractions as |
Beguil'd all spies. |
Can. Who's his lieutenant, hear you? |
Sold. They say, one Taurus. |
Can. Well I know the man. |
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Enter a Messenger. |
Mess. The emperor calls Canidius. |
Can. With news the time's with labour, and throes forth |
Each minute some. [Exeunt. |
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