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Be nothing of our strife; if we contend,

Out of our question wipe him.

Cæs. You have broken

The article of your oath, which you shall never

Have tongue to charge me with.

Lep. Soft, Cæsar!

Ant. No,

Lepidus, let him speak:

The honour's sacred which he talks on now,

Supposing that I lack'd it. But on, Cæsar;

The article of my oath.

Cæs. To lend me arms and aid when I requir'd them,

The which you both denied.

Ant. Neglected, rather;

And then, when poison'd hours had bound me up

From mine own knowledge. As nearly as I may,

I'll play the penitent to you; but mine honesty

Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my power

Work without it. Truth is, that Fulvia,

To have me out of Egypt, made wars here;

For which myself, the ignorant motive, do

So far ask pardon as befits mine honour

To stoop in such a case.

Lep. 'Tis noble spoken.

Mæc. If it might please you, to enforce no further

The griefs between ye: to forget them quite

Were to remember that the present need

Speaks to atone you.

Lep. Worthily spoken, Mæcenas.

Eno. Or, if you borrow one another's love

for the instant, you may, when you hear no

more words of Pompey, return it again: you

 106 atone: reconcile

