2. SCENE II. Rome. An Ante-chamber in CAESAR'S house.
[Aside to ENOBARBUS.] Why, Enobarbus,
When Antony found Julius Caesar dead,
He cried almost to roaring; and he wept
When at Philippi he found Brutus slain.
[Aside to AGRIPPA.] That year, indeed, he was troubled with a
What willingly he did confound he wail'd:
Believe't till I weep too.
No, sweet Octavia,
You shall hear from me still; the time shall not
Out-go my thinking on you.
Come, sir, come;
I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love:
Look, here I have you; thus I let you go,
And give you to the gods.
Adieu; be happy!
Let all the number of the stars give light
To thy fair way!
[Trumpets sound within. Exeunt.]