[Trumpets sound. Enter MARK ANTONY and EROS; a]
[p]Soldier meeting them]
- Soldier. The gods make this a happy day to Antony!
- Antony. Would thou and those thy scars had once prevail'd
To make me fight at land!
- Soldier. Hadst thou done so,
The kings that have revolted, and the soldier
That has this morning left thee, would have still
Follow'd thy heels.
- Antony. Who's gone this morning?
- Soldier. Who!
One ever near thee: call for Enobarbus,
He shall not hear thee; or from Caesar's camp
Say 'I am none of thine.'
- Soldier. Sir,
He is with Caesar.
- Eros. Sir, his chests and treasure
He has not with him.
- Antony. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it;
Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him—
I will subscribe—gentle adieus and greetings;
Say that I wish he never find more cause
To change a master. O, my fortunes have
Corrupted honest men! Dispatch.—Enobarbus!