[Trumpets sound. Enter MARK ANTONY and EROS; a Soldier meeting them] |
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Soldier | The gods make this a happy day to Antony! |
MARK ANTONY | Would thou and those thy scars had once prevail'd To make me fight at land! |
Soldier | Hadst thou done so, The kings that have revolted, and the soldier That has this morning left thee, would have still Follow'd thy heels. |
MARK ANTONY | Who's gone this morning? |
Soldier | Who! One ever near thee: call for Enobarbus, He shall not hear thee; or from Caesar's camp Say 'I am none of thine.' |
MARK ANTONY | What say'st thou? |
Soldier | Sir, He is with Caesar. |
EROS | Sir, his chests and treasure He has not with him. |
MARK ANTONY | Is he gone? |
Soldier | Most certain. |
MARK ANTONY | Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him-- I will subscribe--gentle adieus and greetings; Say that I wish he never find more cause To change a master. O, my fortunes have Corrupted honest men! Dispatch.--Enobarbus! |
[Exeunt] |