O Antony,
You have my father's house,--But, what? we are friends.
Come, down into the boat.

I'll try you on the shore.

Let's ha't, good soldier.

This is not yet an Alexandrian feast.

Fill till the cup be hid.

This health to Lepidus!

Ah, this thou shouldst have done,
And not have spoke on't! In me 'tis villany;
In thee't had been good service. Thou must know,
'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honour;
Mine honour, it. Repent that e'er thy tongue
Hath so betray'd thine act ...

Show me which way.

Hast thou drunk well?

How should that be?

What say'st thou?

Thou hast served me with much faith. What's else to say?
Be jolly, lords.

Aside to MENAS I think thou'rt mad.
The matter?

Aside to MENAS Go hang, sir, hang! Tell me of
that? away!
Do as I bid you. Where's this cup I call'd for?

Aside to MENAS Forbear me till anon.
This wine for Lepidus!

Aside to MENAS Say in mine ear:
what is't?

Sit,--and some wine! A health to Lepidus!

Come.

Enjoy thy plainness,
It nothing ill becomes thee.
Aboard my galley I invite you all:
Will you lead, lords?

Let me shake thy hand;
I never hated thee: I have seen thee fight,
When I have envied thy behavior.

I know thee now: how farest thou, soldier?

What, I pray you?

Then so much have I heard:
And I have heard, Apollodorus carried--

I have fair meanings, sir.

No, Antony, take the lot: but, first
Or last, your fine Egyptian cookery
Shall have the fame. I have heard that Julius Caesar
Grew fat with feasting there.

We'll feast each other ere we part; and let's
Draw lots who shall begin.

I hope so, Lepidus. Thus we are agreed:
I crave our composition may be written,
And seal'd between us.

Well, I know not
What counts harsh fortune casts upon my face;
But in my bosom shall she never come,
To make my heart her vassal.

Let me have your hand:
I did not think, sir, to have met you here.

Know, then,
I came before you here a man prepared
To take this offer: but Mark Antony
Put me to some impatience: though I lose
The praise of it by telling, you must know,
When Caesar and your brother were at blows,
Your mother came to Sicily and did find ...

You have made me offer
Of Sicily, Sardinia; and I must
Rid all the sea of pirates; then, to send
Measures of wheat to Rome; this 'greed upon
To part with unhack'd edges, and bear back
Our targes undinted.

At land, indeed,
Thou dost o'er-count me of my father's house:
But, since the cuckoo builds not for himself,
Remain in't as thou mayst.

To you all three,
The senators alone of this great world,
Chief factors for the gods, I do not know
Wherefore my father should revengers want,
Having a son and friends; since Julius Caesar,
Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted,
There saw you labouring for him. What was't ...

Your hostages I have, so have you mine;
And we shall talk before we fight.

I know not, Menas,
How lesser enmities may give way to greater.
Were't not that we stand up against them all,
'Twere pregnant they should square between
themselves;
For they have entertained cause enough
To draw their swords: but how the fear of us
May cement their divisions and ...

I could have given less matter
A better ear. Menas, I did not think
This amorous surfeiter would have donn'd his helm
For such a petty war: his soldiership
Is twice the other twain: but let us rear
The higher our opinion, that our stirring
Can from the lap ...

He dreams: I know they are in Rome together,
Looking for Antony. But all the charms of love,
Salt Cleopatra, soften thy waned lip!
Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with both!
Tie up the libertine in a field of feasts,
Keep his brain fuming; Epicurean cooks
Sharpen with cloyless ...

Where have you this? 'tis false.

I shall do well:
The people love me, and the sea is mine;
My powers are crescent, and my auguring hope
Says it will come to the full. Mark Antony
In Egypt sits at dinner, and will make
No wars without doors: Caesar gets money where
He loses hearts: Lepidus ...

Whiles we are suitors to their throne, decays
The thing we sue for.

If the great gods be just, they shall assist
The deeds of justest men.