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CÆSAR

I have said.

ANTONY
You shall not find,
Though you be therein curious, the least cause [35]
For what you seem to fear: so, the gods keep you,

And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends!
We will here part.

CÆSAR
Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well,
The elements be kind to thee, and make [40]
Thy spirits all of comfort! fare thee well.

OCTAVIA

My noble brother!

ANTONY

The April’s in her eyes, it is love’s spring,
And these the showers to bring it on. Be cheerful.

OCTAVIA
Sir, look well to my husband’s house; and −

CÆSAR
What, [45]

Octavia?

OCTAVIA

I’ll tell you in your ear.

ANTONY
Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can
Her heart inform her tongue − the swan’s down feather,
That stands upon the swell at the full of tide,
And neither way inclines.