Anthony and Cleopatra (Modern)

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 3.2.11538[3.2]
 3.2.2Enter Agrippa at one door, Enobarbus at another.
 3.2.31539Agrippa
 What, are the brothers parted?
 3.2.41540Enobarbus
 They have dispatched with Pompey: he is gone,
 3.2.51541The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps
 3.2.61542To part from Rome; Caesar is sad, and Lepidus
 3.2.71543Since Pompey's feast, as Menas says, is troubled
 3.2.81544With the green-sickness.
 1545Agrippa
 With the green-sickness.  'Tis a noble Lepidus.
 3.2.91546Enobarbus
 A very fine one. Oh, how he loves Caesar!
 3.2.101547Agrippa
 Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark Antony!
 3.2.111548Enobarbus
 Caesar? Why, he's the Jupiter of men.
 3.2.121549Agrippa
 What's Antony--the God of Jupiter?
 3.2.131550Enobarbus
 Spake you of Caesar? How, the nonpareil?
 3.2.141551Agrippa
 Oh Antony, oh thou Arabian bird!
 3.2.151552Enobarbus
 Would you praise Caesar? Say "Caesar," go no further.
 3.2.161553Agrippa
 Indeed, he plied them both with excellent praises.
 3.2.171554Enobarbus
 But he loves Caesar best; yet he loves Antony.
 3.2.181555Hoo! hearts, tongues, figures, 1556scribes, bards, poets cannot
 3.2.191557Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number--hoo!--
 3.2.201558His love to Antony; but as for Caesar,
 3.2.211559Kneel down, kneel down and wonder.
 1560Agrippa
 Kneel down, kneel down and wonder.  Both he loves.
 3.2.221561Enobarbus
 They are his shards and he their beetle. 
 [Trumpet within] 
 They are his shards and he their beetle.   So,
 3.2.231562This is to horse. Adieu, noble Agrippa.
 3.2.241563Agrippa
 Good fortune, worthy soldier, and farewell.
 3.2.251564Enter Caesar, Antony, Lepidus, and Octavia.
 3.2.261565Antony
 No further, sir.
 3.2.271566Caesar
 You take from me a great part of myself;
 3.2.281567Use me well in't. Sister, prove such a wife
 3.2.291568As my thoughts make thee, and as my farthest bond
 3.2.301569Shall pass on thy approof. Most noble Antony,
 3.2.311570Let not the piece of virtue which is set
 3.2.321571Betwixt us as the cement of our love
 3.2.331572To keep it builded, be the ram to batter
 3.2.341573The fortress of it; for better might we
 3.2.351574Have loved without this mean, if on both parts
 3.2.361575This be not cherished.
 1576Antony
 This be not cherished.  Make me not offended
 3.2.37In your distrust.
 1577Caesar
 In your distrust.  I have said.
 1578Antony
 In your distrust. I have said.  You shall not find,
 3.2.381579Though you be therein curious, the least cause
 3.2.391580For what you seem to fear. So the gods keep you,
 3.2.401581And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends.
 3.2.411582We will here part.
 3.2.421583Caesar
 Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well.
 3.2.431584The elements be kind to thee, and make
 3.2.441585Thy spirits all of comfort. Fare thee well.
 3.2.451586Octavia
 [Weeping] My noble brother!
 3.2.461587Antony
 The April's in her eyes; it is love's spring,
 3.2.471588And these the showers to bring it on. Be cheerful.
 3.2.481589Octavia
 Sir, look well to my husband's house, and--
 3.2.491590Caesar
 What, Octavia?
 1591Octavia
 What, Octavia?  I'll tell you in your ear. 
 3.2.50[She whispers to Caesar.]
 3.2.511592Antony
 Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can
 3.2.521593Her heart inform her tongue--1594the swan's-down feather
 3.2.531595That stands upon the swell at the full of tide,
 3.2.541596And neither way inclines.
 3.2.551597Enobarbus
 [Aside to Agrippa] Will Caesar weep?
 1598Agrippa
 [Aside to Agrippa] Will Caesar weep?  [Aside to Enobarbus] He has a cloud in's face.
 3.2.561599Enobarbus
 [Aside to Agrippa] He were the worse for that were he a horse,
 3.2.571600So is he being a man.
 1601Agrippa
 So is he being a man.  [Aside to Enobarbus] Why, Enobarbus,
 3.2.581602When Antony found Julius Caesar dead,
 3.2.591603He cried almost to roaring; and he wept
 3.2.601604When at Philippi he found Brutus slain.
 3.2.611605Enobarbus
 [Aside to Agrippa] That year, indeed, he was troubled with a rheum;
 3.2.621606What willingly he did confound, he wailed,
 3.2.631607Believe't, till I weep too.
 3.2.641608Caesar
 No, sweet Octavia,
 3.2.651609You shall hear from me still; the time shall not
 3.2.661610Out-go my thinking on you.
 1611Antony
 Out-go my thinking on you.  Come, sir, come,
 3.2.671612I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love.
 3.2.681613Look, here I have you [embracing Caesar]; thus I let you go,
 3.2.691614And give you to the gods.
 1615Caesar
 And give you to the gods.  Adieu, be happy.
 3.2.701616Lepidus
 Let all the number of the stars give light
 3.2.711617To thy fair way.
 1618Caesar
 To thy fair way.  Farewell, farewell. 
 [He] kisses Octavia.
 1619Antony
 To thy fair way. Farewell, farewell.   Farewell.
 3.2.72Trumpets sound.
 3.2.73Exeunt [Antony, Octavia and Enobarbus at one door, Caesar, Lepidus and Agrippa at another door].
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