ACT III. SCENE V. Athens. Another Room in ANTONY'S House.
[Enter ENOBARBUS and EROS, meeting.]
How now, friend Eros!
There's strange news come, sir.
Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.
This is old: what is the success?
Caesar, 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.
Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more;
And throw between them all the food thou hast,
They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?
He's walking in the garden — thus; and spurns
The rush that lies before him; cries 'Fool Lepidus!'
And threats the throat of that his officer
That murder'd Pompey.
Our great navy's rigg'd.
For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius;
My lord desires you presently: my news
I might have told hereafter.
'Twill be naught;
But let it be. — Bring me to Antony.