Cleo. Is Antony or we, in fault for this?
Eno. Antony only, that would make his will
Lord of his reason. What though you fled 4
From that great face of war, whose several ranges
Frighted each other, why should he follow?
The itch of his affection should not then
Have nick'd his captainship; at such a point, 8
When half to half the world oppos'd, he being
The mered question. 'Twas a shame no less
Than was his loss, to course your flying flags,
And leave his navy gazing.
Cleo. Prithee, peace. 12
Enter [Euphronius] the Ambassador, with Antony.
Ant. Is that his answer?
Euph. Ay, my lord.
Ant. The queen shall then have courtesy, so she
Will yield us up?
Euph. He says so.
Ant. Let her know 't. 16
To the boy Cæsar send this grizzled head,
And he will fill thy wishes to the brim
With principalities.
Cleo. That head, my lord?
Ant. To him again. Tell him he wears the rose 20
Of youth upon him, from which the world should note
Something particular; his coin, ships, legions,
May be a coward's, whose ministers would prevail
Under the service of a child as soon 24
As i' the command of Cæsar: I dare him therefore
To lay his gay comparisons apart,
And answer me, declin'd, sword against sword,
5 ranges: ranks
8 nick'd: cut short
10 mered question: sole ground of dispute (?)
11 course: pursue
26 comparisons: advantages by comparison
27 declin'd: enfeebled
