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Scene VII.—: Antony’sCamp, near to the Promontory ofActium. - William Shakespeare, Anthony and Cleopatra [1623]Edition used:The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (The Oxford Shakespeare), ed. with a glossary by W.J. Craig M.A. (Oxford University Press, 1916).
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Scene VII.—Antony’sCamp, near to the Promontory ofActium.EnterCleopatraandEnobarbus. Cleo.I will be even with thee, doubt it not. Eno.But why, why, why? Cleo.Thou hast forspoke my being in these wars, And sayst it is not fit. Eno.Well, is it, is it? Cleo.If not denounc’d against us, why should not we Be there in person? Eno.[Aside.] Well, I could reply: If we should serve with horse and mares together, The horse were merely lost; the mares would bear A soldier and his horse. Cleo.What is ’t you say? Eno.Your presence needs must puzzle Antony; Take from his heart, take from his brain, from ’s time, What should not then be spar’d. He is already Traduc’d for levity, and ’tis said in Rome That Photinus a eunuch and your maids Manage this war. Cleo.Sink Rome, and their tongues rot That speak against us! A charge we bear i’ the war, And, as the president of my kingdom, will Appear there for a man. Speak not against it; I will not stay behind. Eno.Nay, I have done. Here comes the emperor. EnterAntonyandCanidius. Ant.Is it not strange, Canidius, That from Tarentum and Brundusium He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea, And take in Toryne? You have heard on ’t, sweet? Cleo.Celerity is never more admir’d Than by the negligent. Ant.A good rebuke, Which might have well becom’d the best of men, To taunt at slackness. Canidius, we Will fight with him by sea. Cleo.By sea! What else? Can.Why will my lord do so? Ant.For that he dares us to ’t. Eno.So hath my lord dar’d him to single fight. Can.Ay, and to wage his battle at Pharsalia, Where Cæsar fought with Pompey; but these offers, Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes off; And so should you. Eno.Your ships are not well mann’d; Your mariners are muleters, reapers, people Ingross’d by swift impress; in Cæsar’s fleet Are those that often have gainst Pompey fought: Their ships are yare; yours, heavy. No disgrace Shall fall you for refusing him at sea, Being prepar’d for land. Ant.By sea, by sea. Eno.Most worthy sir, you therein throw away The absolute soldiership you have by land; Distract your army, which doth most consist Of war-mark’d footmen; leave unexecuted Your own renowned knowledge; quite forego The way which promises assurance; and Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard From firm security. Ant.I’ll fight at sea. Cleo.I have sixty sails, Cæsar none better. Ant.Our overplus of shipping will we burn; And with the rest, full-mann’d, from the head of Actium Beat the approaching Cæsar. But if we fail, We then can do ’t at land. Enter a Messenger. Thy business? Mess.The news is true, my lord; he is descried; Cæsar has taken Toryne. Ant.Can he be there in person? ’tis impossible; Strange that his power should be. Canidius, Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by land, And our twelve thousand horse. We’ll to our ship: Away, my Thetis! Enter a Soldier. How now, worthy soldier! Sold.O noble emperor! do not fight by sea; Trust not to rotten planks: do you misdoubt This sword and these my wounds? Let the Egyptians And the Phœnicians go a-ducking; we Have used to conquer, standing on the earth, And fighting foot to foot. Ant.Well, well: away! [ExeuntAntony, Cleopatra,andEnobarbus. Sold.By Hercules, I think I am i’ the right. Can.Soldier, thou art; but his whole action grows Not in the power on ’t: so our leader’s led, And we are women’s men. Sold.You keep by land The legions and the horse whole, do you not? Can.Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius, Publicola, and Cælius, are for sea; But we keep whole by land. This speed of Cæsar’s Carries beyond belief. Sold.While he was yet in Rome His power went out in such distractions as Beguil’d all spies. Can.Who’s his lieutenant, hear you? Sold.They say, one Taurus. Can.Well I know the man. Enter a Messenger. Mess.The emperor calls Canidius. Can.With news the time’s with labour, and throes forth Each minute some. [Exeunt. |

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