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Antony and Cleopatra
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William Shakespeare
(15641616).
The Oxford Shakespeare.
1914.
Antony and Cleopatra
Act III. Scene V.
The Same. Another Room.
Enter
E
NOBARBUS
and
E
ROS,
meeting.
Eno.
How now, friend Eros!
Eros.
Theres strange news come, sir.
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Eno.
What, man?
Eros.
Cæsar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.
Eno.
This is old: what is the success?
Eros.
Cæsar, 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.
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Eno.
Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more;
And throw between them all the food thou hast,
Theyll grind the one the other. Wheres Antony?
Eros.
Hes walking in the gardenthus: and spurns
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The rush that lies before him; cries, Fool, Lepidus!
And threats the throat of that his officer
That murderd Pompey.
Eno.
Our great navys riggd.
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Eros.
For Italy and Cæsar. More, Domitius;
My lord desires you presently: my news
I might have told hereafter.
Eno.
Twill be naught;
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But let it be. Bring me to Antony.
Eros.
Come, sir. [
Exeunt.
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