And all the gods go with you. Upon your sword

Sit laurel victory, and smooth success

Be strewed before your feet.

ANTONY

Let us go. Come. Our separation so abides and flies

That thou residing here goes yet with me,

And I hence fleeting, here remain with thee.

Away.

Exeunt severally

1.4 Enter Octavius reading a letter, Lepidus, and their train

CAESAR

You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth know,

It is not Caesar’s natural vice to hate

Our great competitor. From Alexandria

This is the news: he fishes, drinks, and wastes

The lamps of night in revel; is not more manlike

Than Cleopatra, nor the queen of Ptolemy

More womanly than he; hardly gave audience

Or vouchsafed to think he had partners. You shall find

there

A man who is the abstract of all faults

That all men follow.

LEPIDUS

I must not think there are

Evils enough to darken all his goodness.

His faults in him seem as the spots of heaven,

More fiery by night’s blackness; hereditary

Rather than purchased; what he cannot change

Than what he chooses.

CAESAR

You are too indulgent. Let’s grant it is not

Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy,

To give a kingdom for a mirth, to sit

And keep the turn of tippling with a slave,

To reel the streets at noon, and stand the buffet

With knaves that smells of sweat. Say this becomes

him—

As his composure must be rare indeed

Whom these things cannot blemish—yet must Antony

No way excuse his foils when we do bear

So great weight in his lightness. If he filled

His vacancy with his voluptuousness,

Full surfeits and the dryness of his bones

Call on him for’t. But to confound such time

That drums him from his sport, and speaks as loud

As his own state and ours—’tis to be chid

As we rate boys who, being mature in knowledge,

Pawn their experience to their present pleasure,

And so rebel to judgement.

Enter a Messenger

LEPIDUS

Here’s more news.

MESSENGER

Thy biddings have been done, and every hour,

Most noble Caesar, shalt thou have report

How ’tis abroad. Pompey is strong at sea,

And it appears he is beloved of those

That only have feared Caesar. To the ports

The discontents repair, and men’s reports

Give him much wronged.

⌈Exit⌉

CAESAR

I should have known no less. It hath been taught us from the primal state

That he which is was wished until he were,

And the ebbed man, ne‘er loved till ne’er worth love,

Comes deared by being lacked. This common body,

Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream,

Goes to, and back, lackeying the varying tide,

To rot itself with motion.

⌈Enter a second Messenger⌉

SECOND MESSENGER

Caesar, I bring thee word Menecrates and Menas, famous pirates,

Makes the sea serve them, which they ear and wound

With keels of every kind. Many hot inroads

They make in Italy. The borders maritime

Lack blood to think on‘t, and flush youth revolt.

No vessel can peep forth but ’tis as soon

Taken as seen; for Pompey’s name strikes more

Than could his war resisted.

⌈Exit⌉

CAESAR

Antony,

Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once

Was beaten from Modena, where thou slew‘st

Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel

Did famine follow, whom thou fought’st against—

Though daintily brought up—with patience more

Than savages could suffer. Thou didst drink

The stale of horses, and the gilded puddle

Which beasts would cough at. Thy palate then did

deign

The roughest berry on the rudest hedge.

Yea, like the stag when snow the pasture sheets,

The barks of trees thou browsed. On the Alps

It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh,

Which some did die to look on; and all this—

It wounds thine honour that I speak it now—

Was borne so like a soldier that thy cheek

So much as lanked not.

LEPIDUS ’Tis pity of him.

CAESAR Let his shames quickly

Drive him to Rome. ‘Tis time we twain

Did show ourselves i’th’ field; and to that end

Assemble we immediate council. Pompey

Thrives in our idleness.

LEPIDUS

Tomorrow, Caesar,

I shall be furnished to inform you rightly

Both what by sea and land I can be able

To front this present time.

CAESAR Till which encounter

It is my business, too. Farewell.

LEPIDUS

Farewell, my lord. What you shall know meantime

Of stirs abroad I shall beseech you, sir,

To let me be partaker.

CAESAR

Doubt not, sir. I knew it for my bond.

Exeunt

1.5 Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Mardian

CLEOPATRA Charmian!

CHARMIAN Madam?

CLEOPATRA (yawning)

Ha, ha. Give me to drink mandragora.