Eno. They are his shards, and he their beetle. [Trumpets within.] So; 20
This is to horse. Adieu, noble Agrippa.
Agr. Good fortune, worthy soldier, and farewell.
Enter Cæsar, Antony, Lepidus, and Octavia.
Ant. No further, sir.
Cæs. You take from me a great part of myself; 24
Use me well in 't. Sister, prove such a wife
As my thoughts make thee, and as my furthest band
Shall pass on thy approof. Most noble Antony,
Let not the piece of virtue, which is set 28
Betwixt us as the cement of our love
To keep it builded, be the ram to batter
The fortress of it; for better might we
Have lov'd without this mean, if on both parts 32
This be not cherish'd.
Ant. Make me not offended
In your distrust.
Cæs. I have said.
Ant. You shall not find,
Though you be therein curious, the least cause
For what you seem to fear. So, the gods keep you, 36
And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends!
We will here part.
Cæs. Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well:
The elements be kind to thee, and make 40
Thy spirits all of comfort! fare thee well.
Oct. My noble brother!
Ant. The April's in her eyes; it is love's spring,
And these the showers to bring it on. Be cheerful. 44
Oct. Sir, look well to my husband's house; and—
Cæs. What,
Octavia?
20 shards: wing-cases
26 band: security; cf. n.
32 mean: means
35 curious: fastidiously particular
