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Have power to utter. O then we bring forth weeds,
When our quick minds lie still, and our ills told us
Is as our earing. Fare thee well awhile.

MESSENGER
At your noble pleasure.
(Exit.)

Enter another Messenger.

ANTONY
From Sicyon how the news? Speak there! [110]

FIRST MESSENGER
The man from Sicyon, − is there such an one?

SECOND MESSENGER
He stays upon your will.

ANTONY
Let him appear.
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,

Or lose myself in dotage.

Enter another Messenger, with a letter.

What are you?

THIRD MESSENGER
Fulvia thy wife is dead.

ANTONY
Where died she? [115]

THIRD MESSENGER
In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious