The standard edition of the pictorial Shakspere . n the midst of thefeast, when they fell to be merry with Antoniuslove unto Cleopatra, Menas the pirate came toPompey, and, whispering in his ear, said unto I cut the cables of the anchors, and make theelord, not only of Sicily and Sardinia, but of thewhole empire of Rome besides? Pompey, havingpaused awhile upon it, at length answered shouldst have done it, and never have told itme ; but now we must content us with that we have :as for myself, I was never taught to break my faith,nor to be counted a traitor. The other two als
The standard edition of the pictorial Shakspere . n the midst of thefeast, when they fell to be merry with Antoniuslove unto Cleopatra, Menas the pirate came toPompey, and, whispering in his ear, said unto I cut the cables of the anchors, and make theelord, not only of Sicily and Sardinia, but of thewhole empire of Rome besides? Pompey, havingpaused awhile upon it, at length answered shouldst have done it, and never have told itme ; but now we must content us with that we have :as for myself, I was never taught to break my faith,nor to be counted a traitor. The other two also didlikewise feast him in their camp, and then he re-turned into Sicily. Scene VII.— They take thefloxo o the Nile, &c. Shakspere might have found a description of therise of the Nile, and the estimate of plenty or scarcitythereon depending, in Hollands translation of Nilometer is described in Leos History ofAfrica, translated by John Pory. Both works werepublished at the beginning of the seventeenth cen-tury. 301 fer ^^ >4^%. [The Promontory of Actium.] ACT III. SCENE L—A Plain in Syria. Enter Ventidius, as it were in triumph, withSiLius, and other Romans, Officers, andSoldiers ; the dead body of Pacorus boi-nebefore him. Veil. Now, darting Parthia, art thou struck;and nowPleasd fortune does of Marcus Crassus deathMake me revenger.—Bear the kings sons bodyBefore our army: Thy Pacorus, Orodes,Pays this for Marcus Crassus. Sil. Noble Ventidius, Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is warm,The fugitive Parthians follow; spur tlirough Media,Mesopotamia, and the slielters whitherThe routed fly : so thy grand captain AntonyShall set thee on triumphant chai-iots, andPut garlands on thy Ven. O Silius, Silius, I have done enough: A lower place note make too great an act: For learn this, Silius,Better to leave undone, than by our deedAcquire too high a fame, when him we serve s , and Antony, have ever wonMore in their officer than per
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