1    I will be even with thee, doubt it not.

2    But why, why, why?

3    Thou hast forspoke my being in these wars,
4    And say'st it is not fit.

5    Well, is it, is it?

6    If not denounced against us, why should not we
7    Be there in person?

Aside
8     Well, I could reply:
9    If we should serve with horse and mares together,
10   The horse were merely lost; the mares would bear
11   A soldier and his horse.

12   What is't you say?

13   Your presence needs must puzzle Antony;
14   Take from his heart, take from his brain,
15   from's time,
16   What should not then be spared. He is already
17   Traduced for levity; and 'tis said in Rome
18   That Photinus an eunuch and your maids
19   Manage this war.

20   Sink Rome, and their tongues rot
21   That speak against us! A charge we bear i' the war,
22   And, as the president of my kingdom, will
23   Appear there for a man. Speak not against it:
24   I will not stay behind.

25   Nay, I have done.
26   Here comes the emperor.

27   Is it not strange, Canidius,
28   That from Tarentum and Brundusium
29   He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea,
30   And take in Toryne? You have heard on't, sweet?

31   Celerity is never more admired
32   Than by the negligent.

33   A good rebuke,
34   Which might have well becomed the best of men,
35   To taunt at slackness. Canidius, we
36   Will fight with him by sea.

37   By sea! what else?

38   Why will my lord do so?

39   For that he dares us to't.

40   So hath my lord dared him to single fight.

41   Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharsalia.
42   Where Caesar fought with Pompey: but these offers,
43   Which serve not for his vantage, be shakes off;
44   And so should you.

45   Your ships are not well mann'd;
46   Your mariners are muleters, reapers, people
47   Ingross'd by swift impress; in Caesar's fleet
48   Are those that often have 'gainst Pompey fought:
49   Their ships are yare; yours, heavy: no disgrace
50   Shall fall you for refusing him at sea,
51   Being prepared for land.

52   By sea, by sea.

53   Most worthy sir, you therein throw away
54   The absolute soldiership you have by land;
55   Distract your army, which doth most consist
56   Of war-mark'd footmen; leave unexecuted
57   Your own renowned knowledge; quite forego
58   The way which promises assurance; and
59   Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard,
60   From firm security.

61   I'll fight at sea.

62   I have sixty sails, Caesar none better.

63   Our overplus of shipping will we burn;
64   And, with the rest full-mann'd, from the head of Actium
65   Beat the approaching Caesar. But if we fail,
66   We then can do't at land.
Enter a Messenger
67   Thy business?

68   The news is true, my lord; he is descried;
69   Caesar has taken Toryne.

70   Can he be there in person? 'tis impossible;
71   Strange that power should be. Canidius,
72   Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by land,
73   And our twelve thousand horse. We'll to our ship:
74   Away, my Thetis!
Enter a Soldier
75   How now, worthy soldier?

76   O noble emperor, do not fight by sea;
77   Trust not to rotten planks: do you misdoubt
78   This sword and these my wounds? Let the Egyptians
79   And the Phoenicians go a-ducking; we
80   Have used to conquer, standing on the earth,
81   And fighting foot to foot.

82   Well, well: away!

83   By Hercules, I think I am i' the right.

84   Soldier, thou art: but his whole action grows
85   Not in the power on't: so our leader's led,
86   And we are women's men.

87   You keep by land
88   The legions and the horse whole, do you not?

89   Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius,
90   Publicola, and Caelius, are for sea:
91   But we keep whole by land. This speed of Caesar's
92   Carries beyond belief.

93   While he was yet in Rome,
94   His power went out in such distractions as
95   Beguiled all spies.

96   Who's his lieutenant, hear you?

97   They say, one Taurus.

98   Well I know the man.

99   The emperor calls Canidius.

100  With news the time's with labour, and throes forth,
101  Each minute, some.