GALLUS

Victorious Caesar With love and favour greets Pinnarius Scarpus, Caesar, then whom the world acknowledges No other power; whom Fortune now has made ole Lord of all. Hither to Egypt With Cleopatra ? 'Twas a victory So strangely given away, as not the Like In former times I think has ere been herd; On which especially so great a price As the sole sway of all the world depended. The Fleets encountered both, while with the Camps On either shore stood to behold the fight, Di Her the Caesarian, there the Antonian Fleet With equal Hope's came on, with fury equal. And long maintained a sharp and cruel fight, With mutual slaughter, while the Ocean's face Was forced to loose his colour, and rceive A crimson die. The ships Antonius had Were tall, and slowly did Like Castles move. But Caesar's small, yet quick and active, stirred Dio Florus Plutarch On every side with all advantages. Long fortune doubted, and bright victory Knew not which way to lean, but kept them both In equal balance; till Antonius Himself at last betrayed his glorious Hope's. For when his Mistress Cleopatra fled, Plutarch Dio Florus Although a while within his manly breast The Roman honour strove against wanton love, Love God the conquest, and Antonius Fled after her, leaving his soldiers there To fell their lives in vain; who many hours Though he were fled, made good the naval fight. And had Antonius stayed, it may be feared Caesar had not prevailed: at last the Fleet Wanting their Admiral, though not without Much slaughter, fled, or yielded all to Caesar. Nay, there's the wonder, there's Antonius madness, And such a madness as will strike amazement To all that hear it told: after his flight He never returned, though in the camp he had Under the conduct of Canidius And other Captains nineteen legions Fresh and unfought, which might with reason hope Had he been there, to have recovered all. They still remained encamped, and though oft ollicited by Caesar to revolt Were kept from yielding, by Canidius n hope of Antony's return. Until anidius fearing his own soldiers minds Plutarch. and Caesar's anger fled away by night, They then despairing yielded all to Caesar. Who by this time I think's arrived in Egypt. About Pelusium. With all my heart, noble Pinnarius. Exeunt. We came and called at Cleopatra's tomb, Dio. Plutarch. Who from above made answer, and denied To yield herself, but upon Caesar's word. When I with best persuasions strove to win her, And held her talk awhile, while Proculeius On tother side the tomb espied a place That open stood, by which the Queen received Dying Antonius, which he scaling entered Behind the Queen: but had he not been speedy She there had slave herself: a maid of hers Spied Proculeius entering, and aloud Cried out o Queen thou art surprised alive. She drawing a short poniard was restrained By Proculeius, who both held her hand And spoke her fair; at last obtained so much By strong persuasions of your clemency He drew her thence, and God her to the Palace. Where now she is, and Proculeius stays. But her desire is still to speak with you. Till when from us she will admit no comfort. Marcus Agrippa, I have here provided As Caesar gave in charge two Libyan Psyls. All Afrik yields not fitter for his purpose. They have been proved, And have already on my soldiers, When they were bit by Serpents, done strange cures, Passed all belief or hope, recalled fled life Back to his mansion, and beyond the power Of Aesculapius have sucked and charmed The mortal venom from their dying limbs. These two, Agrippa in their infancy Their doubting sire's to try their lawful births Plinius. Solinus. Lucanus. (As Eagles try their Eaglets against the Sun) Exposed to mortal Serpents, and were so Confirmed in what they sought, the trembling Snakes Durst not assault the Infants. Yes, Caesar.