Anthony and Cleopatra (Modern)

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 3.5.11726[3.5]
 3.5.2Enter Enobarbus and Eros, [meeting].
 3.5.31727Enobarbus
 How now, friend Eros?
 3.5.41728Eros
 There's strange news come, sir.
 3.5.51729Enobarbus
 What, man?
 3.5.61730Eros
 Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.
 3.5.71731Enobarbus
 This is old. What is the success?
 3.5.81732Eros
 Caesar, having made use of him in the wars 1733'gainst Pompey, presently denied him rivality, would not 1734let him partake in the glory of the action; and, not resting 1735here, accuses him of letters he had formerly wrote to Pompey; 1736upon his own appeal seizes him. So the poor 1737third is up, till death enlarge his confine.
 3.5.91738Enobarbus
 Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more;
 3.5.101739And throw between them all the food thou hast,
 3.5.111740They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?
 3.5.121741Eros
 He's walking in the garden, thus, [imitating Antony] and spurns
 3.5.131742The rush that lies before him. Cries "Fool, Lepidus!",
 3.5.141743And threats the throat of that his officer
 3.5.151744That murdered Pompey.
 1745Enobarbus
 That murdered Pompey.  Our great navy's rigged.
 3.5.161746Eros
 For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius:
 3.5.171747My Lord desires you presently. My news
 3.5.181748I might have told hereafter.
 1749Enobarbus
 I might have told hereafter.  'Twill be naught--
 3.5.19But let it be. Bring me to Antony.
 1750Eros
 But let it be. Bring me to Antony.  Come, sir.
 3.5.20Exeunt.

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Anthony and Cleopatra (Modern)