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	[Music plays. Enter two or three Servants with
	a banquet]

First Servant: Here they'll be, man. Some o' their plants are
	ill-rooted already: the least wind i' the world
	will blow them down.

Second Servant: Lepidus is high-coloured.

First Servant: They have made him drink alms-drink.

Second Servant: As they pinch one another by the disposition, he
	cries out 'No more;' reconciles them to his
	entreaty, and himself to the drink.

First Servant: But it raises the greater war between him and
	his discretion.

Second Servant: Why, this is to have a name in great men's
	fellowship: I had as lief have a reed that will do
	me no service as a partisan I could not heave.

First Servant: To be called into a huge sphere, and not to be seen
	to move in't, are the holes where eyes should be,
	which pitifully disaster the cheeks.

	[A sennet sounded. Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, MARK
	DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, MENAS, with other captains]

MARK ANTONY: [To OCTAVIUS CAESAR]  Thus do they, sir: they take
	the flow o' the Nile
	By certain scales i' the pyramid; they know,
	By the height, the lowness, or the mean, if dearth
	Or foison follow: the higher Nilus swells,
	The more it promises: as it ebbs, the seedsman
	Upon the slime and ooze scatters his grain,
	And shortly comes to harvest.

LEPIDUS: You've strange serpents there.

MARK ANTONY: Ay, Lepidus.

LEPIDUS: Your serpent of Egypt is bred now of your mud by the
	operation of your sun: so is your crocodile.

MARK ANTONY: They are so.

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

LEPIDUS: I am not so well as I should be, but I'll ne'er out.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS: Not till you have slept; I fear me you'll be in till then.

LEPIDUS: Nay, certainly, I have heard the Ptolemies'
	pyramises are very goodly things; without
	contradiction, I have heard that.

MENAS: [Aside to POMPEY]  Pompey, a word.

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

MENAS: [Aside to POMPEY]  Forsake thy seat, I do beseech
	thee, captain,
	And hear me speak a word.

POMPEY: [Aside to MENAS]  Forbear me till anon.
	This wine for Lepidus!

LEPIDUS: What manner o' thing is your crocodile?

MARK ANTONY: It is shaped, sir, like itself; and it is as broad
	as it hath breadth: it is just so high as it is,
	and moves with its own organs: it lives by that
	which nourisheth it; and the elements once out of
	it, it transmigrates.

LEPIDUS: What colour is it of?

MARK ANTONY: Of it own colour too.

LEPIDUS: 'Tis a strange serpent.

MARK ANTONY: 'Tis so. And the tears of it are wet.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR: Will this description satisfy him?

MARK ANTONY: With the health that Pompey gives him, else he is a
	very epicure.

POMPEY: [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?

MENAS: [Aside to POMPEY]  If for the sake of merit thou
	wilt hear me,
	Rise from thy stool.

POMPEY: [Aside to MENAS]  I think thou'rt mad.
	The matter?

	[Rises, and walks aside]

MENAS: I have ever held my cap off to thy fortunes.

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

MARK ANTONY:                   These quick-sands, Lepidus,
	Keep off them, for you sink.

MENAS: Wilt thou be lord of all the world?

POMPEY: What say'st thou?

MENAS: Wilt thou be lord of the whole world? That's twice.

POMPEY: How should that be?

MENAS: But entertain it,
	And, though thou think me poor, I am the man
	Will give thee all the world.

POMPEY: Hast thou drunk well?

MENAS: Now, Pompey, I have kept me from the cup.
	Thou art, if thou darest be, the earthly Jove:
	Whate'er the ocean pales, or sky inclips,
	Is thine, if thou wilt ha't.

POMPEY: Show me which way.

MENAS: These three world-sharers, these competitors,
	Are in thy vessel: let me cut the cable;
	And, when we are put off, fall to their throats:
	All there is thine.

POMPEY: 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: being done unknown,
	I should have found it afterwards well done;
	But must condemn it now. Desist, and drink.

MENAS: [Aside]  For this,
	I'll never follow thy pall'd fortunes more.
	Who seeks, and will not take when once 'tis offer'd,
	Shall never find it more.

POMPEY: This health to Lepidus!

MARK ANTONY: Bear him ashore. I'll pledge it for him, Pompey.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS: Here's to thee, Menas!

MENAS: Enobarbus, welcome!

POMPEY: Fill till the cup be hid.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS: There's a strong fellow, Menas.

	[Pointing to the Attendant who carries off LEPIDUS]


DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS: A' bears the third part of the world, man; see'st

MENAS: The third part, then, is drunk: would it were all,
	That it might go on wheels!

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS: Drink thou; increase the reels.

MENAS: Come.

POMPEY: This is not yet an Alexandrian feast.

MARK ANTONY: It ripens towards it. Strike the vessels, ho?
	Here is to Caesar!

OCTAVIUS CAESAR:                   I could well forbear't.
	It's monstrous labour, when I wash my brain,
	And it grows fouler.

MARK ANTONY: Be a child o' the time.

OCTAVIUS CAESAR: Possess it, I'll make answer:
	But I had rather fast from all four days
	Than drink so much in one.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS: Ha, my brave emperor!


	Shall we dance now the Egyptian Bacchanals,
	And celebrate our drink?

POMPEY: Let's ha't, good soldier.

MARK ANTONY: Come, let's all take hands,
	Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our sense
	In soft and delicate Lethe.

	Make battery to our ears with the loud music:
	The while I'll place you: then the boy shall sing;
	The holding every man shall bear as loud
	As his strong sides can volley.

	[Music plays. DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS places them
	hand in hand]

	Come, thou monarch of the vine,
	Plumpy Bacchus with pink eyne!
	In thy fats our cares be drown'd,
	With thy grapes our hairs be crown'd:
	Cup us, till the world go round,
	Cup us, till the world go round!

OCTAVIUS CAESAR: What would you more? Pompey, good night. Good brother,
	Let me request you off: our graver business
	Frowns at this levity. Gentle lords, let's part;
	You see we have burnt our cheeks: strong Enobarb
	Is weaker than the wine; and mine own tongue
	Splits what it speaks: the wild disguise hath almost
	Antick'd us all. What needs more words? Good night.
	Good Antony, your hand.

POMPEY: I'll try you on the shore.

MARK ANTONY: And shall, sir; give's your hand.

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

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS: Take heed you fall not.

	[Exeunt all but DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS and MENAS]

	Menas, I'll not on shore.

MENAS: No, to my cabin.
	These drums! these trumpets, flutes! what!
	Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell
	To these great fellows: sound and be hang'd, sound out!

	[Sound a flourish, with drums]

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS: Ho! says a' There's my cap.

MENAS: Ho! Noble captain, come.



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