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J. Payne Collier [1842–1844], The works of William Shakespeare. The text formed from an entirely new collation of the old editions: with the various readings, notes, a life of the poet, and a history of the Early English stage. By J. Payne Collier, Esq. F.S.A. In eight volumes (Whittaker & Co. [etc.], London) [word count] [S10101].

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SCENE V. The Same. Another Room in the Same. Enter Enobarbus and Eros, meeting.

Eno.

How now, friend Eros?

Eros.

There's strange news come, sir.

Eno.

What, man?

Eros.

Cæsar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.

Eno.

This is old: what is the success?

Eros.

Cæsar, 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.

Eno.
Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more;
And throw between them all the food thou hast,
They'll grind each other. Where is Antony⁹ ^note?

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Eros.
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.

Eno.
Our great navy's rigg'd.

Eros.
For Italy, and Cæsar. More, Domitius;
My lord desires you presently: my news
I might have told hereafter.

Eno.
'Twill be naught;
But let it be.—Bring me to Antony.

Eros.
Come, sir. [Exeunt.
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