| ACT II SCENE VI | Near Misenum. | |
| | Flourish. Enter POMPEY and MENAS at one door,with drum and trumpet: at another, OCTAVIUS CAESAR,MARK ANTONY, LEPIDUS, DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, MECAENAS,with Soldiers marching | |
| POMPEY | Your hostages I have, so have you mine; | |
| | And we shall talk before we fight. | |
| OCTAVIUS CAESAR | Most meet | |
| | That first we come to words; and therefore have we | 5 |
| | Our written purposes before us sent; | |
| | Which, if thou hast consider'd, let us know | |
| | If 'twill tie up thy discontented sword, | |
| | And carry back to Sicily much tall youth | |
| | That else must perish here. | 10 |
| POMPEY | To you all three, | |
| | The senators alone of this great world, | |
| | Chief factors for the gods, I do not know | |
| | Wherefore my father should revengers want, | |
| | Having a son and friends; since Julius Caesar, | 15 |
| | Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted, | |
| | There saw you labouring for him. What was't | |
| | That moved pale Cassius to conspire; and what | |
| | Made the all-honour'd, honest Roman, Brutus, | |
| | With the arm'd rest, courtiers and beauteous freedom, | 20 |
| | To drench the Capitol; but that they would | |
| | Have one man but a man? And that is it | |
| | Hath made me rig my navy; at whose burthen | |
| | The anger'd ocean foams; with which I meant | |
| | To scourge the ingratitude that despiteful Rome | 25 |
| | Cast on my noble father. | |
| OCTAVIUS CAESAR | Take your time. | |
| MARK ANTONY | Thou canst not fear us, Pompey, with thy sails; | |
| | We'll speak with thee at sea: at land, thou know'st | |
| | How much we do o'er-count thee. | 30 |
| POMPEY | At land, indeed, | |
| | Thou dost o'er-count me of my father's house: | |
| | But, since the cuckoo builds not for himself, | |
| | Remain in't as thou mayst. | |
| LEPIDUS | Be pleased to tell us-- | 35 |
| | For this is from the present--how you take | |
| | The offers we have sent you. | |
| OCTAVIUS CAESAR | There's the point. | |
| MARK ANTONY | Which do not be entreated to, but weigh | |
| | What it is worth embraced. | 40 |
| OCTAVIUS CAESAR | And what may follow, | |
| | To try a larger fortune. | |
| POMPEY | You have made me offer | |
| | Of Sicily, Sardinia; and I must | |
| | Rid all the sea of pirates; then, to send | 45 |
| | Measures of wheat to Rome; this 'greed upon | |
| | To part with unhack'd edges, and bear back | |
| | Our targes undinted. | |
| OCTAVIUS CAESAR | | | |
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| MARK ANTONY | | That's our offer. | |
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| LEPIDUS | | | |
| POMPEY | Know, then, | |
| | I came before you here a man prepared | 55 |
| | To take this offer: but Mark Antony | |
| | Put me to some impatience: though I lose | |
| | The praise of it by telling, you must know, | |
| | When Caesar and your brother were at blows, | |
| | Your mother came to Sicily and did find | 60 |
| | Her welcome friendly. | |
| MARK ANTONY | I have heard it, Pompey; | |
| | And am well studied for a liberal thanks | |
| | Which I do owe you. | |
| POMPEY | Let me have your hand: | 65 |
| | I did not think, sir, to have met you here. | |
| MARK ANTONY | The beds i' the east are soft; and thanks to you, | |
| | That call'd me timelier than my purpose hither; | |
| | For I have gain'd by 't. | |
| OCTAVIUS CAESAR | Since I saw you last, | 70 |
| | There is a change upon you. | |
| POMPEY | Well, I know not | |
| | What counts harsh fortune casts upon my face; | |
| | But in my bosom shall she never come, | |
| | To make my heart her vassal. | 75 |
| LEPIDUS | Well met here. | |
| POMPEY | I hope so, Lepidus. Thus we are agreed: | |
| | I crave our composition may be written, | |
| | And seal'd between us. | |
| OCTAVIUS CAESAR | That's the next to do. | 80 |
| POMPEY | We'll feast each other ere we part; and let's | |
| | Draw lots who shall begin. | |
| MARK ANTONY | That will I, Pompey. | |
| POMPEY | No, Antony, take the lot: but, first | |
| | Or last, your fine Egyptian cookery | 85 |
| | Shall have the fame. I have heard that Julius Caesar | |
| | Grew fat with feasting there. | |
| MARK ANTONY | You have heard much. | |
| POMPEY | I have fair meanings, sir. | |
| MARK ANTONY | And fair words to them. | 90 |
| POMPEY | Then so much have I heard: | |
| | And I have heard, Apollodorus carried-- | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | No more of that: he did so. | |
| POMPEY | What, I pray you? | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | A certain queen to Caesar in a mattress. | 95 |
| POMPEY | I know thee now: how farest thou, soldier? | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | Well; | |
| | And well am like to do; for, I perceive, | |
| | Four feasts are toward. | |
| POMPEY | Let me shake thy hand; | 100 |
| | I never hated thee: I have seen thee fight, | |
| | When I have envied thy behavior. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | Sir, | |
| | I never loved you much; but I ha' praised ye, | |
| | When you have well deserved ten times as much | 105 |
| | As I have said you did. | |
| POMPEY | Enjoy thy plainness, | |
| | It nothing ill becomes thee. | |
| | Aboard my galley I invite you all: | |
| | Will you lead, lords? | 110 |
| OCTAVIUS CAESAR | | | |
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| MARK ANTONY | | Show us the way, sir. | |
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| LEPIDUS | | | 115 |
| POMPEY | Come. | |
| | Exeunt all but MENAS and ENOBARBUS | |
| MENAS | Aside | |
| | made this treaty.--You and I have known, sir. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | At sea, I think. | |
| MENAS | We have, sir. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | You have done well by water. | 120 |
| MENAS | And you by land. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | I will praise any man that will praise me; though it | |
| | cannot be denied what I have done by land. | |
| MENAS | Nor what I have done by water. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | Yes, something you can deny for your own | 125 |
| | safety: you have been a great thief by sea. | |
| MENAS | And you by land. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | There I deny my land service. But give me your | |
| | hand, Menas: if our eyes had authority, here they | |
| | might take two thieves kissing. | 130 |
| MENAS | All men's faces are true, whatsome'er their hands are. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | But there is never a fair woman has a true face. | |
| MENAS | No slander; they steal hearts. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | We came hither to fight with you. | |
| MENAS | For my part, I am sorry it is turned to a drinking. | 135 |
| | Pompey doth this day laugh away his fortune. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | If he do, sure, he cannot weep't back again. | |
| MENAS | You've said, sir. We looked not for Mark Antony | |
| | here: pray you, is he married to Cleopatra? | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | Caesar's sister is called Octavia. | 140 |
| MENAS | True, sir; she was the wife of Caius Marcellus. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | But she is now the wife of Marcus Antonius. | |
| MENAS | Pray ye, sir? | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | 'Tis true. | |
| MENAS | Then is Caesar and he for ever knit together. | 145 |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | If I were bound to divine of this unity, I would | |
| | not prophesy so. | |
| MENAS | I think the policy of that purpose made more in the | |
| | marriage than the love of the parties. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | I think so too. But you shall find, the band that | 150 |
| | seems to tie their friendship together will be the | |
| | very strangler of their amity: Octavia is of a | |
| | holy, cold, and still conversation. | |
| MENAS | Who would not have his wife so? | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | Not he that himself is not so; which is Mark Antony. | 155 |
| | He will to his Egyptian dish again: then shall the | |
| | sighs of Octavia blow the fire up in Caesar; and, as | |
| | I said before, that which is the strength of their | |
| | amity shall prove the immediate author of their | |
| | variance. Antony will use his affection where it is: | 160 |
| | he married but his occasion here. | |
| MENAS | And thus it may be. Come, sir, will you aboard? | |
| | I have a health for you. | |
| DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | I shall take it, sir: we have used our throats in Egypt. | |
| MENAS | Come, let's away. | 165 |
| | Exeunt | |