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Monologues for Men

CAES.

Antony,

Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once

Was beaten from Modena, where thou slew’st

Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel

Did famine follow, whom thou fought’st against

(Though daintily brought up) with patience more

Than savages could suffer. Thou didst drink

The stale of horses and the gilded puddle

Which beasts would cough at; thy palate then did deign

The roughest berry on the rudest hedge;

Yea, like the stag, when snow the pasture sheets,

The barks of trees thou brows’d. On the Alps

It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh,

Which some did die to look on; and all this

(It wounds thine honor that I speak it now)

Was borne so like a soldier, that thy cheek

So much as lank’d not. Let his shames quickly

Drive him to Rome. ’Tis time we twain

Did show ourselves i’ th’ field, and to that end

Assemble we immediate council. Pompey

Thrives in our idleness.

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