Charmian, But do not speak to me. Lead me to my chamber. 

 [Exeunt.] 

 SCENE VI. Near Misenum.

 Flourish. Enter Pompey and Menas at one door, with drum and trumpet; at another, Caesar, Lepidus, Antony, Enobarbus, Maecenas, Agrippa, with Soldiers marching. 

Pompey

Menas

Caesar, Lepidus, Antony, Enobarbus, Maecenas, Agrippa,

 POMPEY. Your hostages I have, so have you mine, And we shall talk before we fight. 

 CAESAR. Most meet That first we come to words, and therefore have we Our written purposes before us sent, Which if thou hast considered, let us know If ’twill tie up thy discontented sword And carry back to Sicily much tall youth That else must perish here. 

 POMPEY. To you all three, The senators alone of this great world, Chief factors for the gods: I do not know Wherefore my father should revengers want, Having a son and friends, since Julius Caesar, Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted, There saw you labouring for him. What was’t That moved pale Cassius to conspire? And what Made the all-honoured, honest Roman, Brutus, With the armed rest, courtiers of beauteous freedom, To drench the Capitol, but that they would Have one man but a man? And that is it Hath made me rig my navy, at whose burden The angered ocean foams, with which I meant To scourge th’ ingratitude that despiteful Rome Cast on my noble father. 

 CAESAR. Take your time. 

 ANTONY. Thou canst not fear us, Pompey, with thy sails. We’ll speak with thee at sea. At land thou know’st How much we do o’ercount thee. 

 POMPEY. At land indeed Thou dost o’ercount me of my father’s house; But since the cuckoo builds not for himself, Remain in’t as thou mayst. 

 LEPIDUS. Be pleased to tell us— For this is from the present—how you take The offers we have sent you. 

 CAESAR. There’s the point. 

 ANTONY. Which do not be entreated to, but weigh What it is worth embraced. 

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