SCENE V
The same. Another room.
[Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS and EROS, meeting]
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
How now, friend Eros!
How now, friend Eros!
EROS
There’s strange news come, sir.
There’s strange news come, sir.
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
What, man?
What, man?
EROS
Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.
Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
This is old: what is the success?
This is old: what is the success?
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 the poor third is up, till death enlarge his confine.
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 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?
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
The rush that lies before him; cries, ’Fool Lepidus!’
And threats the throat of that his officer
That murder’d Pompey.
He’s walking in the garden – thus; and spurns
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.
Our great navy’s rigg’d.
EROS
For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius;
My lord desires you presently: my news
I might have told hereafter.
For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius;
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.
’Twill be naught:
But let it be. Bring me to Antony.
EROS
Come, sir.
Come, sir.
[Exeunt]
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