1395Rise from thy stoole.

1396Pom. I thinke th'art mad: the matter?

1397Men. I haue euer held my cap off to thy Fortunes.

1398Pom. Thou hast seru'd me with much faith: what's

1399else to say? Be iolly Lords.

1400Anth. These Quicke-sands Lepidus,

1401Keepe off, them for you sinke.

1402Men. Wilt thou be Lord of all the world?

1403Pom. What saist thou?

1404Men. Wilt thou be Lord of the whole world?

1405That's twice.

1406Pom. How should that be?

1407Men. But entertaine it, and though thou thinke me

1408poore, I am the man will giue thee all the world.

1409Pom. Hast thou drunke well.

1410Men. No Pompey, I haue kept me from the cup,

1411Thou art if thou dar'st be, the earthly Ioue:

1412What ere the Ocean pales, or skie inclippes,

1413Is thine, if thou wilt ha't.

1414Pom. Shew me which way?

1415Men. These three World-sharers, these Competitors

1416Are in thy vessell. Let me cut the Cable,

1417And when we are put off, fall to their throates:

1418All there is thine.

1419Pom. Ah, this thou shouldst haue done,

1420And not haue spoke on't. In me 'tis villanie,

1421In thee, 't had bin good seruice: thou must know,

1422'Tis not my profit that does lead mine Honour:

1423Mine Honour it, Repent that ere thy tongue,

1424Hath so betraide thine acte. Being done vnknowne,

1425I should haue found it afterwards well done,

1426But must condemne it now: desist, and drinke.

1427Men. For this, Ile neuer follow

1428Thy paul'd Fortunes more,

1429Who seekes and will not take, when once 'tis offer'd,

1430Shall neuer finde it more.

1431Pom. This health to Lepidus.

1432Ant. Beare him ashore,

1433Ile pledge it for him Pompey.

1434Eno. Heere's to thee Menas.

1435Men. Enobarbus, welcome.

1436Pom. Fill till the cup be hid.

1437Eno. There's a strong Fellow Menas.

1438Men. Why?

1439Eno. A beares the third part of the world man: seest

1440not?

1441Men. The third part, then he is drunk: would it were

1442all, that it might go on wheeles.

1443Eno. Drinke thou: encrease the Reeles.

1444Men Come.

1445Pom. This is not yet an Alexandrian Feast.

1446Ant. It ripen's towards it: strike the Vessells hoa.

1447Heere's to Caesar.

1448Caesar. I could well forbear't, it's monstrous labour

1449when I wash my braine, and it grow fouler.

1450Ant. Be a Child o'th'time.

1451Caesar. Possesse it, Ile make answer: but I had rather

1452fast from all, foure dayes, then drinke so much in one.

1453Enob. Ha my braue Emperour, shall we daunce now

1454the Egyptian Backenals, and celebrate our drinke?

1455Pom. Let's ha't good Souldier.

1456Ant. Come, let's all take hands,

1457Till that the conquering Wine hath steep't our sense,

1458In soft and delicate Lethe.

1459Eno. All take hands:

1460Make battery to our eares with the loud Musicke,

1461The while, Ile place you, then the Boy shall sing.

1462The holding euery man shall beate as loud,

1463As his strong sides can volly.

1472Caesar. What would you more?

1473Pompey goodnight. Good Brother

1474Let me request you of our grauer businesse

1475Frownes at this leuitie. Gentle Lords let's part,

1476You see we haue burnt our cheekes. Strong Enobarbe

1477Is weaker then the Wine, and mine owne tongue

1478Spleet's what it speakes: the wilde disguise hath almost

1479Antickt vs all. What needs more words? goodnight.

1480Good Anthony your hand.

1481Pom. Ile try you on the shore.

1482Anth. And shall Sir, giues your hand.

1483Pom. Oh Anthony, you haue my Father house.

1484But what, we are Friends?

1485Come downe into the Boate.

1486Eno. Take heed you fall not Menas: Ile not on shore,

1487No to my Cabin: these Drummes,

1488These Trumpets, Flutes: what

1489Let Neptune heare, we bid aloud farewell

1490To these great Fellowes. Sound and be hang'd, sound out.

1492Enor. Hoo saies a there's my Cap.

1493Men. Hoa, Noble Captaine, come. Exeunt.

1496Ven. Now darting Parthya art thou stroke, and now

1497Pleas'd Fortune does of Marcus Crassus death

1498Make me reuenger. Beare the Kings Sonnes body,

1499Before our Army, thy Pacorus Orades,

1500Paies this for Marcus Crassus.

1501Romaine. Noble Ventidius,

1502Whil'st yet with Parthian blood thy Sword is warme,

1503The Fugitiue Parthians follow. Spurre through Media,

1504Mesapotamia, and the shelters, whether

1505The routed flie. So thy grand Captaine Anthony

1506Shall set thee on triumphant Chariots, and

1507Put Garlands on thy head.

1508Ven. Oh Sillius, Sillius,

1509I haue done enough. A lower place note well

1510May make too great an act. For learne this Sillius,

1511Better to leaue vndone, then by our deed

1512Acquire too high a Fame, when him we serues away.

1513Caesar and Anthony, haue euer wonne

1514More in their officer, then person. Sossius

1515One of my place in Syria, his Lieutenant,

1516For quicke accumulation of renowne,

1517Which he atchiu'd by'th'minute, lost his fauour.

1518Who does i'th'Warres more then his Captaine can,

1519Becomes his Captaines Captaine: and Ambition

1520(The Souldiers vertue) rather makes choise of losse

1521Then gaine, which darkens him.

1522I could do more to do Anthonius good,

1523But 'twould offend him. And in his offence,