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Is often left unlov’d: we should have met you
By sea, and land, supplying every stage
With an augmented greeting.
OCTAVIA
Good my lord, [55]
To come thus was I not constrain’d, but did it
On my free will. My lord, Mark Antony,
Hearing that you prepar’d for war, acquainted
My grieved ear withal; whereon I begg’d
His pardon for return.
CÆSAR
Which soon he granted, [60]
Being an abstract ’tween his lust and him.
OCTAVIA
Do not say so, my lord.
CÆSAR
I have eyes upon him,
And his affairs come to me on the wind.
Where is he now?
OCTAVIA
My lord, in Athens.
CÆSAR
No, my most wronged sister, Cleopatra [65]
Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire
Up to a whore, who now are levying
The kings o’ the earth for war. He hath assembled
Bocchus, the king of Libya, Archelaus
Of Cappadocia, Philadelphos, king [70]
Of Paphlagonia; the Thracian king Adallas;
King Manchus of Arabia, King of Pont,
Herod of Jewry; Mithridates, king
