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Antony and Cleopatra

Act IV · Scene I

Before Alexandria. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's camp.

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Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, AGRIPPA, and MECAENAS, with his Army; OCTAVIUS CAESAR reading a letter

OCTAVIUS CAESAR
He calls me boy; and chides, as he had powerTo beat me out of Egypt; my messengerHe hath whipp'd with rods; dares me to personal combat,Caesar to Antony: let the old ruffian knowI have many other ways to die; meantimeLaugh at his challenge.
MECAENAS
Caesar must think,When one so great begins to rage, he's huntedEven to falling. Give him no breath, but nowMake boot of his distraction: never angerMade good guard for itself.
OCTAVIUS CAESAR
Let our best headsKnow, that to-morrow the last of many battlesWe mean to fight: within our files there are,Of those that served Mark Antony but late,Enough to fetch him in. See it done:And feast the army; we have store to do't,And they have earn'd the waste. Poor Antony!

Exeunt