ACT III SCENE V | The same. Another room. | |
[Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS and EROS, meeting] |
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | How now, friend Eros! |
EROS | There's strange news come, sir. |
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | What, man? |
EROS | Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey. |
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | This is old: what is the success? | 5 |
EROS | Caesar, having made use of him in the wars 'gainst |
| Pompey, presently denied him rivality; would not let |
| him partake in the glory of the action: and not |
| resting here, accuses him of letters he had formerly |
| wrote to Pompey; upon his own appeal, seizes him: so | 10 |
| the poor third is up, till death enlarge his confine. |
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more; |
| And throw between them all the food thou hast, |
| They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony? |
EROS | He's walking in the garden--thus; and spurns | 15 |
| The rush that lies before him; cries, 'Fool Lepidus!' |
| And threats the throat of that his officer |
| That murder'd Pompey. |
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | Our great navy's rigg'd. |
EROS | For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius; | 20 |
| My lord desires you presently: my news |
| I might have told hereafter. |
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | 'Twill be naught: |
| But let it be. Bring me to Antony. |
EROS | Come, sir. | 25 |
[Exeunt] |