1    The world and my great office will sometimes
2    Divide me from your bosom.

3    All which time
4    Before the gods my knee shall bow my prayers
5    To them for you.

6    Good night, sir. My Octavia,
7    Read not my blemishes in the world's report:
8    I have not kept my square; but that to come
9    Shall all be done by the rule. Good night, dear lady.
10   Good night, sir.

11   Good night.

12   Now, sirrah; you do wish yourself in Egypt?

13   Would I had never come from thence, nor you Thither!

14   If you can, your reason?

15   I see it in
16   My motion, have it not in my tongue: but yet
17   Hie you to Egypt again.

18   Say to me,
19   Whose fortunes shall rise higher, Caesar's or mine?

20   Caesar's.
21   Therefore, O Antony, stay not by his side:
22   Thy demon, that's thy spirit which keeps thee, is
23   Noble, courageous high, unmatchable,
24   Where Caesar's is not; but, near him, thy angel
25   Becomes a fear, as being o'erpower'd: therefore
26   Make space enough between you.

27   Speak this no more.

28   To none but thee; no more, but when to thee.
29   If thou dost play with him at any game,
30   Thou art sure to lose; and, of that natural luck,
31   He beats thee 'gainst the odds: thy lustre thickens,
32   When he shines by: I say again, thy spirit
33   Is all afraid to govern thee near him;
34   But, he away, 'tis noble.

35   Get thee gone:
36   Say to Ventidius I would speak with him:
Exit Soothsayer
37   He shall to Parthia. Be it art or hap,
38   He hath spoken true: the very dice obey him;
39   And in our sports my better cunning faints
40   Under his chance: if we draw lots, he speeds;
41   His cocks do win the battle still of mine,
42   When it is all to nought; and his quails ever
43   Beat mine, inhoop'd, at odds. I will to Egypt:
44   And though I make this marriage for my peace,
45   I' the east my pleasure lies.
Enter VENTIDIUS
46   O, come, Ventidius,
47   You must to Parthia: your commission's ready;
48   Follow me, and receive't.