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Antony and Cleopatra, II. ii

Before did satisfy you. If you'll patch a quarrel,

As matter whole you have not to make it with,

It must not be with this.

Cæs. You praise yourself

By laying defects of judgment to me, but

You patch'd up your excuses.

Ant. Not so, not so;

I know you could not lack, I am certain on 't,

Very necessity of this thought, that I,

Your partner in the cause 'gainst which he fought,

Could not with graceful eyes attend those wars

Which fronted mine own peace. As for my wife,

I would you had her spirit in such another:

The third o' the world is yours, which with a snaffle

You may pace easy, but not such a wife.

Eno. Would we had all such wives, that the

men might go to wars with the women!

Ant. So much uncurbable, her garboils, Cæsar,

Made out of her impatience,—which not wanted

Shrewdness of policy too,—I grieving grant

Did you too much disquiet; for that you must

But say I could not help it.

Cæs. I wrote to you

When rioting in Alexandria; you

Did pocket up my letters, and with taunts

Did gibe my missive out of audience.

Ant. Sir,

He fell upon me, ere admitted: then

Three kings I had newly feasted, and did want

Of what I was i' the morning; but next day

I told him of myself, which was as much

As to have ask'd him pardon. Let this fellow

 67, 68 The third o' the world wife; cf. n.

78 missive: messenger

