MARK ANTONY Thou art a soldier only: speak no more.
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS That truth should be silent I had almost forgot.
MARK ANTONY You wrong this presence; therefore speak no more.
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS Go to, then; your considerate stone.
OCTAVIUS CAESAR I do not much dislike the matter, but
The manner of his speech; for't cannot be
We shall remain in friendship, our conditions
So differing in their acts. Yet if I knew
What hoop should hold us stanch, from edge to edge
O' the world I would pursue it.
AGRIPPA Give me leave, Caesar,--
OCTAVIUS CAESAR Speak, Agrippa.
AGRIPPA Thou hast a sister by the mother's side,
Admired Octavia: great Mark Antony
Is now a widower.
OCTAVIUS CAESAR Say not so, Agrippa:
If Cleopatra heard you, your reproof
Were well deserved of rashness.
MARK ANTONY I am not married, Caesar: let me hear
Agrippa further speak.
AGRIPPA To hold you in perpetual amity,
To make you brothers, and to knit your hearts
With an unslipping knot, take Antony
Octavia to his wife; whose beauty claims
No worse a husband than the best of men;
Whose virtue and whose general graces speak
That which none else can utter.
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