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To try a larger fortune.

Pom. You have made me offer

Of Sicily, Sardinia; and I must

Rid all the sea of pirates; then, to send

Measures of wheat to Rome; this 'greed upon,

To part with unhack'd edges, and bear back

Our targets undinted.

Pom. Know, then,

I came before you here a man prepar'd

To take this offer; but Mark Antony

Put me to some impatience. Though I lose

The praise of it by telling, you must know,

When Cæsar and your brother were at blows,

Your mother came to Sicily and did find

Her welcome friendly.

Ant. I have heard it, Pompey;

And am well studied for a liberal thanks

Which I do owe you.

Pom. Let me have your hand:

I did not think, sir, to have met you here.

Ant. The beds i' the east are soft; and thanks to you,

That call'd me timelier than my purpose hither,

For I have gain'd by 't.

Cæs. Since I saw you last,

There is a change upon you.

Pom. Well, I know not

What counts harsh Fortune casts upon my face,

But in my bosom shall she never come

To make my heart her vassal.

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