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Samuel Johnson [1765], The plays of William Shakespeare, in eight volumes, with the corrections and illustrations of Various Commentators; To which are added notes by Sam. Johnson (Printed for J. and R. Tonson [and] C. Corbet [etc.], London) [word count] [S11001].
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SCENE VI. Changes to Cæsar's Camp. Enter Cæsar, Agrippa, with Enobarbus, and Dolabella.

Cæs.
Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight:
4 noteOur will is, Antony be took alive;
Make it so known.

-- 209 --

Agr.
Cæsar, I shall.

Cæs.
The time of universal Peace is near.
Prove this a prosp'rous day, the three-nook'd world
5 noteShall bear the olive freely.
Enter a Messenger.

Mes.
Mark Antony is come into the field.

Cæs.
Go, charge Agrippa,
Plant those that have revolted in the Van,
That Antony may seem to spend his fury
Upon himself.
[Exeunt.

Eno.
Alexas did revolt, and went to Jewry on
Affairs of Antony; there did 6 notepersuade
Great Herod to incline himself to Cæsar,
And leave his master Antony; for this pains,
Cæsar hath hang'd him: Canidius, and the rest,
That fell away, have entertainment, but
No honourable trust. I have done ill,
Of which I do accuse myself so sorely,
That I will joy no more.
Enter a Soldier of Cæsar's.

Sold.
Enobarbus, Antony
Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with
His bounty over-plus. The messenger

-- 210 --


Came on my guard, and at thy tent is now
Unloading of his mules.

Eno.
I give it you.

Sold.
Mock not, Enobarbus.
I tell you true. Best, you safed the bringer
Out of the host, I must attend mine office,
Or would have done 't myself. Your Emperor
Continues still a Jove.
[Exit.

Eno.
I am alone the villain of the earth,
And feel, I am so most. O Antony,
Thou Mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid
My better service, when my turpitude
Thou dost so crown with gold! 7 note


This blows my heart;
If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean
Shall out-strike thought; but thought will do't, I feel.
I fight against thee!—No, I will go seek
Some ditch, where I may die; the foul'st best fits
My latter part of life. [Exit.
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Samuel Johnson [1765], The plays of William Shakespeare, in eight volumes, with the corrections and illustrations of Various Commentators; To which are added notes by Sam. Johnson (Printed for J. and R. Tonson [and] C. Corbet [etc.], London) [word count] [S11001].
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