ACT V SCENE I | Alexandria. Octavius Caesar's camp. | |
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Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, MECAENAS,
GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, and others, his council of war
] |
OCTAVIUS CAESAR | Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield; |
| Being so frustrate, tell him he mocks |
| The pauses that he makes. |
DOLABELLA | Caesar, I shall. |
[Exit] |
[Enter DERCETAS, with the sword of MARK ANTONY] |
OCTAVIUS CAESAR | Wherefore is that? and what art thou that darest | 5 |
| Appear thus to us? |
DERCETAS | I am call'd Dercetas; |
| Mark Antony I served, who best was worthy |
| Best to be served: whilst he stood up and spoke, |
| He was my master; and I wore my life | 10 |
| To spend upon his haters. If thou please |
| To take me to thee, as I was to him |
| I'll be to Caesar; if thou pleasest not, |
| I yield thee up my life. |
OCTAVIUS CAESAR | What is't thou say'st? | 15 |
DERCETAS | I say, O Caesar, Antony is dead. |
OCTAVIUS CAESAR | The breaking of so great a thing should make |
| A greater crack: the round world |
| Should have shook lions into civil streets, |
| And citizens to their dens: the death of Antony | 20 |
| Is not a single doom; in the name lay |
| A moiety of the world. |
DERCETAS | He is dead, Caesar: |
| Not by a public minister of justice, |
| Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand, | 25 |
| Which writ his honour in the acts it did, |
| Hath, with the courage which the heart did lend it, |
| Splitted the heart. This is his sword; |
| I robb'd his wound of it; behold it stain'd |
| With his most noble blood. | 30 |
OCTAVIUS CAESAR | Look you sad, friends? |
| The gods rebuke me, but it is tidings |
| To wash the eyes of kings. |
AGRIPPA | And strange it is, |
| That nature must compel us to lament | 35 |
| Our most persisted deeds. |
MECAENAS | His taints and honours |
| Waged equal with him. |
AGRIPPA | A rarer spirit never |
| Did steer humanity: but you, gods, will give us | 40 |
| Some faults to make us men. Caesar is touch'd. |
MECAENAS | When such a spacious mirror's set before him, |
| He needs must see himself. |
OCTAVIUS CAESAR | O Antony! |
| I have follow'd thee to this; but we do lance | 45 |
| Diseases in our bodies: I must perforce |
| Have shown to thee such a declining day, |
| Or look on thine; we could not stall together
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| In the whole world: but yet let me lament, |
| With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts, | 50 |
| That thou, my brother, my competitor |
| In top of all design, my mate in empire, |
| Friend and companion in the front of war, |
| The arm of mine own body, and the heart |
| Where mine his thoughts did kindle,--that our stars, | 55 |
| Unreconciliable, should divide |
| Our equalness to this. Hear me, good friends-- |
| But I will tell you at some meeter season: |
[Enter an Egyptian] |
| The business of this man looks out of him; |
| We'll hear him what he says. Whence are you? | 60 |
Egyptian | A poor Egyptian yet. The queen my mistress, |
| Confined in all she has, her monument, |
| Of thy intents desires instruction, |
| That she preparedly may frame herself |
| To the way she's forced to. | 65 |
OCTAVIUS CAESAR | Bid her have good heart: |
| She soon shall know of us, by some of ours, |
| How honourable and how kindly we |
| Determine for her; for Caesar cannot live |
| To be ungentle. | 70 |
Egyptian | So the gods preserve thee! |
[Exit] |
OCTAVIUS CAESAR | Come hither, Proculeius. Go and say, |
| We purpose her no shame: give her what comforts |
| The quality of her passion shall require, |
| Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke | 75 |
| She do defeat us; for her life in Rome |
| Would be eternal in our triumph: go, |
| And with your speediest bring us what she says, |
| And how you find of her. |
PROCULEIUS | Caesar, I shall. | 80 |
[Exit] |
OCTAVIUS CAESAR | Gallus, go you along. |
[Exit GALLUS] |
| Where's Dolabella, |
| To second Proculeius? |
All | Dolabella! |
OCTAVIUS CAESAR | Let him alone, for I remember now | 85 |
| How he's employ'd: he shall in time be ready. |
| Go with me to my tent; where you shall see |
| How hardly I was drawn into this war; |
| How calm and gentle I proceeded still |
| In all my writings: go with me, and see | 90 |
| What I can show in this. |
[Exeunt] |