Alexandria. MARK ANTONY’s camp.
[Trumpets sound. Enter MARK ANTONY
and EROS; a Soldier meeting them]
Soldier
The gods make this a happy day to Antony!
MARK ANTONY
Would thou and those thy scars had once prevail’d
To make me fight at land!
Soldier Hadst thou done so,
The kings that have revolted, and the soldier
That has this morning left thee, would have still
Follow’d thy heels.
MARK ANTONY Who’s gone this morning?
Soldier Who!
One ever near thee: call for Enobarbus,
He shall not hear thee; or from Caesar’s camp
Say ‘I am none of thine.’
MARK ANTONY What say’st thou?
Soldier Sir,
He is with Caesar.
EROS Sir, his chests and treasure
He has not with him.
MARK ANTONY Is he gone?
Soldier Most certain.
MARK ANTONY
Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it;
Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him–
I will subscribe–gentle adieus and greetings;
Say that I wish he never find more cause
To change a master. O, my fortunes have
Corrupted honest men! Dispatch.–Enobarbus!