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Which I do owe you.

POMPEY
Let me have your hand:
I did not think, sir, to have met you here.

ANTONY
The beds i’ the east are soft, and thanks to you, [50]
That call’d me timelier than my purpose hither;

For I have gain’d by ’t.

CÆSAR
Since I saw you last,
There is a change upon you.

POMPEY
Well, I know not
What counts harsh fortune casts upon my face,

But in my bosom shall she never come, [55]
To make my heart her vassal.

LEPIDUS
Well met here.

POMPEY
I hope so, Lepidus, thus we are agreed:
I crave our composition may be written

And seal’d between us.

CÆSAR
That’s the next to do.

POMPEY
We’ll feast each other, ere we part, and let’s [60]
Draw lots who shall begin.

ANTONY