Shall fall you for refusing him at sea,
Being prepar'd for land.
Ant. By sea, by sea. 40
Eno. Most worthy sir, you therein throw away
The absolute soldiership you have by land;
Distract your army, which doth most consist
Of war-mark'd footmen; leave unexecuted 44
Your own renowned knowledge; quite forgo
The way which promises assurance; and
Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard
From firm security.
Ant. I'll fight at sea. 48
Cleo. I have sixty sails, Cæsar none better.
Ant. Our overplus of shipping will we burn;
And with the rest, full-mann'd, from the head of Actium
Beat the approaching Cæsar. But if we fail, 52
We then can do 't at land.
Enter a Messenger.
Thy business?
Mess. The news is true, my lord; he is descried;
Cæsar has taken Toryne.
Ant. Can he be there in person? 'tis impossible; 56
Strange that his power should be. Canidius,
Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by land,
And our twelve thousand horse. We'll to our ship:
Away, my Thetis!
Enter a Soldier.
How now, worthy soldier! 60
Sold. O noble emperor! do not fight by sea;
Trust not to rotten planks: do you misdoubt
39 fall: befall
60 Thetis: the name of a sea nymph
