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CANIDIUS marcheth with his land army one way over the stage; and TAURUS, the lieutenant of OCTAVIUS
CAESAR, the other way. After their going in, is
heard the noise of a sea-fight
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Alarum. Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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Naught, naught all, naught! I can behold no longer:
The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral,
With all their sixty, fly and turn the rudder:
To see't mine eyes are blasted.
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Enter SCARUS
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| SCARUS |
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5 Gods and goddesses,
All the whole synod of them!
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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What's thy passion!
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| SCARUS |
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The greater cantle of the world is lost
With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away
10 Kingdoms and provinces.
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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How appears the fight?
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| SCARUS |
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On our side like the token'd pestilence,
Where death is sure. Yon ribaudred nag of Egypt,--
Whom leprosy o'ertake!--i' the midst o' the fight,
15 When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd,
Both as the same, or rather ours the elder,
The breese upon her, like a cow in June,
Hoists sails and flies.
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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That I beheld:
20 Mine eyes did sicken at the sight, and could not
Endure a further view.
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| SCARUS |
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She once being loof'd,
The noble ruin of her magic, Antony,
Claps on his sea-wing, and, like a doting mallard,
25 Leaving the fight in height, flies after her:
I never saw an action of such shame;
Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before
Did violate so itself.
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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Alack, alack!
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Enter CANIDIUS
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| CANIDIUS |
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30 Our fortune on the sea is out of breath,
And sinks most lamentably. Had our general
Been what he knew himself, it had gone well:
O, he has given example for our flight,
Most grossly, by his own!
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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35 Ay, are you thereabouts?
Why, then, good night indeed.
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| CANIDIUS |
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Toward Peloponnesus are they fled.
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| SCARUS |
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'Tis easy to't; and there I will attend
What further comes.
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| CANIDIUS |
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40 To Caesar will I render
My legions and my horse: six kings already
Show me the way of yielding.
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| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS |
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I'll yet follow
The wounded chance of Antony, though my reason
45 Sits in the wind against me.
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Exeunt
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