Page 2466 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Good Antony, your hand.

POMPEY
I’ll try you on the shore.

ANTONY
And shall, sir; give’s your hand.

POMPEY
O Antony, [125]
You have my father’s house. But what, we are friends?
Come down into the boat.

ENOBARBUS
Take heed you fall not.
(Exeunt all but Enobarbus and Menas.)
Menas, I’ll not on shore.

MENAS
No, to my cabin.

These drums, these trumpets, flutes! what!
Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell [130]
To these great fellows: sound and be hang’d, sound out!
(Sound a flourish, with drums.)

ENOBARBUS
Hoo! says ’a. There’s my cap.

MENAS
Hoo! Noble captain, come.

(Exeunt.)