3. SCENE III. Rome. A Room in CAESAR'S House.
Get thee gone:
Say to Ventidius I would speak with him:--
He shall to Parthia.--Be it art or hap,
He hath spoken true: the very dice obey him;--
And in our sports my better cunning faints
Under his chance: if we draw lots, he speeds;
His cocks do win the battle still of mine,
When it is all to nought; and his quails ever
Beat mine, inhoop'd, at odds. I will to Egypt:
And though I make this marriage for my peace,
I' the East my pleasure lies.
O, come, Ventidius,
You must to Parthia: your commission's ready;
Follow me and receive it.