Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Enob. Enob.
Enob. Your presence needs must puzle Anthony,
Enob. Take from his heart, take from his Braine, from's time,
Enob. What should not then be spar'd. He is already
Enob. Traduc'd for Leuity, and 'tis said in Rome,
Enob. That Photinus an Eunuch, and your Maides
Enob. Mannage this warre.
Cleo. Cleo.
Cleo. Sinke Rome, and their tongues rot
Cleo. That speake against vs. A Charge we beare i'th'Warre,
Cleo. And as the president of my Kingdome will
Cleo. Appeare there for a man. Speake not against it,
Cleo. I will not stay behinde.
Cleo. Enter Anthony and Camidius.
Eno. Eno.
Eno. Nay I haue done, here comes the Emperor.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. Is it not strange Camidius,
Ant. That from Tarrentum, and Brandusium,
Ant. He could so quickly cut the Ionian Sea,