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If the great Gods be joust, they shall assist The deeds of justest men. While we are suitors to their Throne, decays the thing we sue for. I shall do well: The people love me, and the Sea is mine; My powers are Cressent, and my Auguring hope Says it will come to the full. Mark Anthony In Egypt sits at dinner, and will make No wars without doors. Caesar gets money where He looses hearts: Lepidus flatters both, Of both is flattered: but he neither loves, Nor either cares for him. Where have you this? It's false. He dreams: I know they are in Room together Looking for Anthony : but all the charms of Love, Salt Cleopatra soften thy wand 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 cloylesse sauce his Appetite, That sleep and feeding may prorogue his Honour, Even till a Lethied dulness— How now Varrius ? I could have given less matter A better ear. Menas, I did not think This amorous Surfetter would have donned 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 near Lust-wearied Anthony. I know not Menas, How lesser Enmities may give way to greater, Were't not that we stand up against them all: 'Twer pregnant they should square between themselves, For they have entertained cause enough To draw their swords: but how the fear of us May Ciment their divisions, and bind up The petty difference, we yet not know: Be't as our Gods will haue't; it only stands Our lives upon, to use our strongest hands Come Menas. Your Hostages I have, so have you mine: And we shall talk before we fight. To you all three, 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 Caesar, Who at Phillippi the good Brutus ghosted, There saw you labouring for him. What was't That moved pale Cassius to conspire? And what Made all-honor'd, honest, Roman Brutus, With the armed rest, Courtiers of beauteous freedom, To drench the Capitol, but that they would Have one man but a man, and that his it Hath made me rig my Navy. At whose burden, The angered Ocean fomes, with which I meant To scourge the ingratitude, that despiteful Room Cast on my Noble Father. At Land indeed Thou dost over count me of my Fatherrs house: But since the Cuckoo builds not for himself, Remain in't as thou mayest. You have made me offer Of Cicely, Sardinia: and I must Rid all the Sea of Pirates. Then, to send Measures of Wheat to Room: this greed upon, To partly with unhacked edges, and bear back Our Targes vndinted. Know then I came before you here, A man prepared To take this offer. But Mark Anthony, Put me to some impatience: though I lose The praise of it by telling. You must know When Caesar and your Brother were at blows, Your Mother came to Cicely, and did find Her welcome Friendly. Let me have your hand: I did not think Sir, to have met you here, Well, I know not, What counts harsh Fotune cast's upon my face, But in my bosom shall she never come, To make my heart her vassal. I hope so Lepidus, thus we are agreed: I crave our composion may be written And sealed between us, Weel feast each other, ere we partly, and let's Draw lots who shall begin. I have fair meaning Sir. Then so much have I herd, And I have herd Appolodorus carried— What I pray you? I know thee now, how farest thou Soldier? Let me shake thy hand, I never hated thee: I have seen thee fight, When I have envied thy behaviour. Enjoy thy plainness, It nothing ill becomes thee: Aboard my Galley, I invite you all. Will you lead Lords? Come. Fit, and some Wine: A health to Lepidus. Forbear me till anon. This Wine for Lepidus. I think the art mad: the matter? Thou hast served me with much faith: what's else to say? Be jolly Lords. What sayest thou? How should that be? Hast thou drunk well. Show me which way? Ah, this thou shouldst have done, And not have spoke on't. In me it's villainy, In thee, it had been good service: thou must know, It's not my profit that does led mine Honour: Mine Honour it, Repent that ere thy tongue, Hath so betrayed thine act. Being done unknown, I should have found it afterwards well done, But must condemn it now: desist, and drink. This health to Lepidus. Fill till the cup be hid. This is not yet and Alexandrian Feast. Let's have't good Soldier. I'll try you on the shore. O Anthony, you have my Father house. But what, we are Friends? Come down into the Boat. No Anthony take the lot: but first or last, your fine Egyptian cookery shall have the same, I have herd that Julius Caesar, grew fat with feasting there. Say in mine ear, what is't. Go hang sir, hang: tell me of that? Away: Do as I bid you. Where's this Cup I called for?
Plot summary
Plot — Antony and Cleopatra
Antony dallies with Cleopatra in Egypt while the Roman world collapses into faction. His wife and brother make war on Caesar, and Pompey takes advantage of his absence to foment a sea war with the state and avenge his murdered father. At first Antony ignores Caesar’s messages, but his wife’s death draws him back to Rome, where he and Caesar are reconciled; to seal the league, Antony marries Caesar’s sister, Octavia. A soothsayer, who has told the fortunes of members of Cleopatra’s court, warns him that, although he is a better man than Caesar, Caesar will always prove the more successful of the two. Antony, Caesar, and Lepidus meet Pompey with an army, but war is averted. Lepidus gets egregiously drunk at the feast on Pompey’s galley to celebrate the treaty. Pompey refuses his ally Menas’ dishonourable proposal to kill the triumvirate and make him master of the world. Antony’s lieutenant Ventidius defeats the Parthians in battle, but is cautious about taking too much of the credit for himself. Meanwhile, news of Antony’s marriage reaches Cleopatra; she does not take it well. Antony leaves Rome with his new wife, but absence breeds suspicion between him and Caesar. Caesar breaks the truce with Pompey and deposes Lepidus on a pretext. Antony, in turn, sends Octavia home and returns to Egypt, where he creates Cleopatra queen of several dominions. War between east and west follows. Antony perversely chooses to fight by sea, and Cleopatra insists on being present at the battle. They are routed when Cleopatra flees and Antony follows her. Antony’s followers begin to defect to Caesar, but Enobarbus remains loyal. Caesar attempts to divide the lovers by offering Cleopatra security if she will banish or kill Antony. Antony has the messenger whipped for over-familiarity with Cleopatra, and determines to fight to the bitter end. Enobarbus decides finally to go over to Caesar, but leaves behind his treasure; Antony sends it after him, and the guilt-stricken Enobarbus dies. Antony defeats Caesar in a land battle, but loses the next day at sea. Spurned by Antony, Cleopatra takes refuge in her monument and sends him false news of her death. He stabs himself and is pulled up, dying, to join Cleopatra in the monument. Caesar hopes to display Cleopatra in his triumph at Rome, but she frustrates him by smuggling an asp past her guard and committing suicide.