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And in our sports my better cunning faints

Under his chance; if we draw lots he speeds,

His cocks do win the battle still of mine

When it is all to nought, and his quails ever

Beat mine, inhoop'd, at odds. I will to Egypt;

And though I make this marriage for my peace,

I' the east my pleasure lies.

O! come, Ventidius,

You must to Parthia; your commission's ready;

Follow me, and receive 't.

Lep. Trouble yourselves no further; pray you hasten

Your generals after.

Agr. Sir, Mark Antony

Will e'en but kiss Octavia, and we'll follow.

Lep. Till I shall see you in your soldier's dress,

Which will become you both, farewell.

Mæc. We shall,

As I conceive the journey, be at the Mount

Before you, Lepidus.

Lep. Your way is shorter;

My purposes do draw me much about:

You'll win two days upon me.

 35 speeds: is successful

36 still: constantly

37, 38 his quails at odds; cf. n.  2 Your generals after: after your generals 