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And speak as loud as Mars. By Jupiter, |
Were I the wearer of Antonius' beard, |
I would not shave't to-day. |
LEPIDUS. 'Tis not a time |
For private stomaching. |
ENOBARBUS. Every time |
Serves for the matter that is then born in't. |
LEPIDUS. But small to greater matters must give way. |
ENOBARBUS. Not if the small come first. |
LEPIDUS. Your speech is passion; |
But pray you stir no embers up. Here comes |
The noble Antony. |
Enter ANTONY and VENTIDIUS |
ENOBARBUS. And yonder, Caesar. |
Enter CAESAR, MAECENAS, and AGRIPPA |
ANTONY. If we compose well here, to Parthia. |
Hark, Ventidius. |
CAESAR. I do not know, Maecenas. Ask Agrippa. |
LEPIDUS. Noble friends, |
That which combin'd us was most great, and let not |
A leaner action rend us. What's amiss, |
May it be gently heard. When we debate |
Our trivial difference loud, we do commit |
Murder in healing wounds. Then, noble partners, |
The rather for I earnestly beseech, |
Touch you the sourest points with sweetest terms, |
Nor curstness grow to th' matter. |
ANTONY. 'Tis spoken well. |
Were we before our arinies, and to fight, |
I should do thus. [Flourish] |
CAESAR. Welcome to Rome. |
ANTONY. Thank you. |
CAESAR. Sit. |
ANTONY. Sit, sir. |
CAESAR. Nay, then. [They sit] |
ANTONY. I learn you take things ill which are not so, |
Or being, concern you not. |
CAESAR. I must be laugh'd at |
If, or for nothing or a little, |
Should say myself offended, and with you |
Chiefly i' the world; more laugh'd at that I should |
Once name you derogately when to sound your name |
It not concern'd me. |
ANTONY. My being in Egypt, Caesar, |
What was't to you? |
CAESAR. No more than my residing here at Rome |
Might be to you in Egypt. Yet, if you there |
Did practise on my state, your being in Egypt |
Might be my question. |
ANTONY. How intend you- practis'd? |
CAESAR. You may be pleas'd to catch at mine intent |
By what did here befall me. Your wife and brother |
Made wars upon me, and their contestation |
Was theme for you; you were the word of war. |
ANTONY. You do mistake your business; my brother never |
Did urge me in his act. I did inquire it, |
And have my learning from some true reports |
That drew their swords with you. Did he not rather |
Discredit my authority with yours, |
And make the wars alike against my stomach, |
Having alike your cause? Of this my letters |
Before did satisfy you. If you'll patch a quarrel, |
As matter whole you have not to make it with, |
It must not be with this. |
CAESAR. You praise yourself |
By laying defects of judgment to me; but |
You patch'd up your excuses. |
ANTONY. Not so, not so; |
I know you could not lack, I am certain on't, |
Very necessity of this thought, that I, |
Your partner in the cause 'gainst which he fought, |
Could not with graceful eyes attend those wars |
Which fronted mine own peace. As for my wife, |
I would you had her spirit in such another! |
The third o' th' world is yours, which with a snaffle |
You may pace easy, but not such a wife. |
ENOBARBUS. Would we had all such wives, that the men might go to |
wars with the women! |
ANTONY. So much uncurbable, her garboils, Caesar, |
Made out of her impatience- which not wanted |
Shrewdness of policy too- I grieving grant |
Did you too much disquiet. For that you must |
But say I could not help it. |
CAESAR. I wrote to you |
When rioting in Alexandria; you |
Did pocket up my letters, and with taunts |
Did gibe my missive out of audience. |
ANTONY. Sir, |
He fell upon me ere admitted. Then |
Three kings I had newly feasted, and did want |
Of what I was i' th' morning; but next day |
I told him of myself, which was as much |
As to have ask'd him pardon. Let this fellow |
Be nothing of our strife; if we contend, |
Out of our question wipe him. |
CAESAR. You have broken |
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