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Antony and Cleopatra: Act 2, Scene 7

Antony and Cleopatra
Act 2, Scene 7

On board Pompey’s galley, off Misenum.

  1. Music plays.
  1. Enter two or three Servants with a banquet.

Pompey’s First Servant

3 - 4
  1. Here they’ll be, man. Some o’ their plants are ill rooted
  2. already, the least wind i’ th’ world will blow them down.

Pompey’s Second Servant

5
  1. Lepidus is high-color’d.

Pompey’s First Servant

6
  1. They have made him drink alms-drink.

Pompey’s Second Servant

7 - 9
  1. As they pinch one another by the disposition, he cries out,
  2. No more”; reconciles them to his entreaty, and himself to
  3. th’ drink.

Pompey’s First Servant

10 - 11
  1. But it raises the greater war between him and his
  2. discretion.

Pompey’s Second Servant

12 - 14
  1. Why, this it is to have a name in great men’s fellowship. I
  2. had as live have a reed that will do me no service as a
  3. partisan I could not heave.

Pompey’s First Servant

15 - 17
  1. To be call’d into a huge sphere, and not to be seen to move
  2. in’t, are the holes where eyes should be, which pitifully
  3. disaster the cheeks.
  1. A sennet sounded. Enter Caesar, Antony, Pompey, Lepidus,
  2. Agrippa, Maecenas, Enobarbus, Menas, with other Captains.

Mark Antony

20 - 27
  1. To Caesar.
  2. Thus do they, sir: they take the flow o’ th’ Nile
  3. By certain scales i’ th’ pyramid; they know,
  4. By th’ height, the lowness, or the mean, if dearth
  5. Or foison follow. The higher Nilus swells,
  6. The more it promises; as it ebbs, the seedsman
  7. Upon the slime and ooze scatters his grain,
  8. And shortly comes to harvest.

Lepidus

28
  1. Y’ have strange serpents there?

Mark Antony

29
  1. Ay, Lepidus.

Lepidus

30 - 31
  1. Your serpent of Egypt is bred now of your mud by the
  2. operation of your sun. So is your crocodile.

Mark Antony

32
  1. They are so.

Pompeius

33
  1. Sitand some wine! A health to Lepidus!

Lepidus

34
  1. I am not so well as I should be; but I’ll ne’er out.

Domitius Enobarbus

35
  1. Not till you have slept; I fear me you’ll be in till then.

Lepidus

36 - 38
  1. Nay certainly, I have heard the Ptolomies’ pyramises are
  2. very goodly things; without contradiction, I have heard
  3. that.

Menas

39 - 40
  1. Aside to Pompey.
  2. Pompey, a word.

Pompeius

41 - 42
  1. Aside to Menas.
  2.                 Say in mine ear, what is’t.

Menas

43 - 45
  1. Whispers in ’s ear.
  2. Forsake thy seat, I do beseech thee, captain,
  3. And hear me speak a word.

Pompeius

46 - 48
  1. Aside to Menas.
  2.                           Forbear me till anon.—
  3. This wine for Lepidus!

Lepidus

49
  1. What manner o’ thing is your crocodile?

Mark Antony

50 - 53
  1. It is shap’d, sir, like itself, and it is as broad as it
  2. hath breadth. It is just so high as it is, and moves with it
  3. own organs. It lives by that which nourisheth it, and the
  4. elements once out of it, it transmigrates.

Lepidus

54
  1. What color is it of?

Mark Antony

55
  1. Of it own color too.

Lepidus

56
  1. ’Tis a strange serpent.

Mark Antony

57
  1. ’Tis so, and the tears of it are wet.

Caesar

58
  1. Will this description satisfy him?

Mark Antony

59 - 60
  1. With the health that Pompey gives him, else he is a very
  2. epicure.
  1. Menas whispers again.

Pompeius

62 - 64
  1. Aside to Menas.
  2. Go hang, sir, hang! Tell me of that? Away!
  3. Do as I bid you.—Where’s this cup I call’d for?

Menas

65 - 67
  1. Aside to Pompey.
  2. If for the sake of merit thou wilt hear me,
  3. Rise from thy stool.

Pompeius

68 - 69
  1. Aside to Menas.
  2.                      I think th’ art mad. The matter?
  1. Rises and walks aside.

Menas

71
  1. I have ever held my cap off to thy fortunes.

Pompeius

72 - 73
  1. Thou hast serv’d me with much faith; what’s else to say?—
  2. Be jolly, lords.

Mark Antony

74 - 75
  1.                  These quicksands, Lepidus,
  2. Keep off them, for you sink.

Menas

76
  1. Wilt thou be lord of all the world?

Pompeius

77
  1.                                     What say’st thou?

Menas

78
  1. Wilt thou be lord of the whole world? That’s twice.

Pompeius

79
  1. How should that be?

Menas

80 - 82
  1.                     But entertain it,
  2. And though thou think me poor, I am the man
  3. Will give thee all the world.

Pompeius

83
  1.                               Hast thou drunk well?

Menas

84 - 87
  1. No, Pompey, I have kept me from the cup.
  2. Thou art, if thou dar’st be, the earthly Jove.
  3. What e’er the ocean pales, or sky inclips,
  4. Is thine, if thou wilt ha’t.

Pompeius

88
  1.                              Show me which way.

Menas

89 - 92
  1. These three world-sharers, these competitors,
  2. Are in thy vessel. Let me cut the cable,
  3. And when we are put off, fall to their throats:
  4. All there is thine.

Pompeius

93 - 100
  1.                     Ah, this thou shouldst have done,
  2. And not have spoke on’t! In me ’tis villainy,
  3. In thee’t had been good service. Thou must know,
  4. ’Tis not my profit that does lead mine honor;
  5. Mine honor, it. Repent that e’er thy tongue
  6. Hath so betray’d thine act. Being done unknown,
  7. I should have found it afterwards well done,
  8. But must condemn it now. Desist, and drink.

Menas

101 - 105
  1. Aside.
  2. For this,
  3. I’ll never follow thy pall’d fortunes more.
  4. Who seeks, and will not take when once ’tis offer’d,
  5. Shall never find it more.

Pompeius

106
  1.                           This health to Lepidus!

Mark Antony

107
  1. Bear him ashore. I’ll pledge it for him, Pompey.

Domitius Enobarbus

108
  1. Here’s to thee, Menas!

Menas

109
  1.                        Enobarbus, welcome!

Pompeius

110
  1. Fill till the cup be hid.

Domitius Enobarbus

111
  1. There’s a strong fellow, Menas.
  1. Pointing to the Attendant who carries off Lepidus.

Menas

113
  1. Why?

Domitius Enobarbus

114
  1. ’A bears the third part of the world, man; seest not?

Menas

115 - 116
  1. The third part then is drunk. Would it were all,
  2. That it might go on wheels!

Domitius Enobarbus

117
  1. Drink thou; increase the reels.

Menas

118
  1. Come.

Pompeius

119
  1. This is not yet an Alexandrian feast.

Mark Antony

120 - 121
  1. It ripens towards it. Strike the vessels ho!
  2. Here’s to Caesar!

Caesar

122 - 124
  1.                   I could well forbear’t.
  2. It’s monstrous labor when I wash my brain
  3. And it grow fouler.

Mark Antony

125
  1.                     Be a child o’ th’ time.

Caesar

126 - 128
  1. Possess it, I’ll make answer.
  2. But I had rather fast from all, four days,
  3. Than drink so much in one.

Domitius Enobarbus

129 - 132
  1. To Antony.
  2.                            Ha, my brave emperor!
  3. Shall we dance now the Egyptian bacchanals
  4. And celebrate our drink?

Pompeius

133
  1.                          Let’s ha’t, good soldier.

Mark Antony

134 - 136
  1. Come, let’s all take hands,
  2. Till that the conquering wine hath steep’d our sense
  3. In soft and delicate Lethe.

Domitius Enobarbus

137 - 150
  1.                             All take hands.
  2. Make battery to our ears with the loud music;
  3. The while I’ll place you, then the boy shall sing.
  4. The holding every man shall bear as loud
  5. As his strong sides can volley.
  6. Music plays.
  7. Enobarbus places them hand in hand.
  8. The Song
  9. Come, thou monarch of the vine,
  10. Plumpy Bacchus with pink eyne!
  11. In thy fats our cares be drown’d,
  12. With thy grapes our hairs be crown’d!
  13. Cup us till the world go round,
  14. Cup us till the world go round!

Caesar

151 - 158
  1. What would you more? Pompey, good night. Good brother,
  2. Let me request you off, our graver business
  3. Frowns at this levity. Gentle lords, let’s part,
  4. You see we have burnt our cheeks. Strong Enobarb
  5. Is weaker than the wine, and mine own tongue
  6. Spleets what it speaks; the wild disguise hath almost
  7. Antick’d us all. What needs more words? Good night.
  8. Good Antony, your hand.

Pompeius

159
  1.                         I’ll try you on the shore.

Mark Antony

160
  1. And shall, sir, give ’s your hand.

Pompeius

161 - 163
  1.                                    O Antony,
  2. You have my father’s houseBut what, we are friends?
  3. Come down into the boat.

Domitius Enobarbus

164 - 166
  1.                          Take heed you fall not.
  2. Exeunt all but Enobarbus and Menas.
  3. Menas, I’ll not on shore.

Menas

167 - 170
  1.                           No, to my cabin.
  2. These drums, these trumpets, flutes! What!
  3. Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell
  4. To these great fellows. Sound and be hang’d, sound out!
  1. Sound a flourish, with drums.

Domitius Enobarbus

172
  1. Hoo, says ’a. There’s my cap.

Menas

173
  1. Ho, noble captain, come.
  1. Exeunt.
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