Char. Not he; the queen.
Cleo. Saw you my Lord?
Eno. No, Lady.
Cleo. Was he not here? 88
Char. No, madam.
Cleo. He was dispos'd to mirth; but on the sudden
A Roman thought hath struck him. Enobarbus!
Eno. Madam! 92
Cleo. Seek him, and bring him hither. Where's Alexas?
Alex. Here, at your service. My Lord approaches.
Enter Antony, with a Messenger [and Attendants].
Cleo. We will not look upon him; go with us.
Exeunt [Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Alexas, Iras,
Charmian, Soothsayer, and Attendants].
Mess. Fulvia thy wife first came into the field. 96
Ant. Against my brother Lucius?
Mess. Ay:
But soon that war had end, and the time's state
Made friends of them, jointing their force 'gainst Cæsar, 100
Whose better issue in the war, from Italy
Upon the first encounter drave them.
Ant. Well, what worst?
Mess. The nature of bad news infects the teller.
Ant. When it concerns the fool, or coward. On;
104
Things that are past are done with me. 'Tis thus:
Who tells me true, though in his tale lay death,
I hear him as he flatter'd.
Mess. Labienus—
This is stiff news—hath, with his Parthian force
108
Extended Asia; from Euphrates
His conquering banner shook from Syria
101 issue: fortune
107 as: as if
Labienus; cf. n.
