Octavia

Antony
The world and my great office will sometimes
Divide me from your bosom.
Octavia
All which time
Before the gods my knee shall bow my prayers
To them for you.
Antony, to Caesar
Goodnight, sir.—My Octavia,
Read not my blemishes in the world’s report.
I have not kept my square,
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Octavia
Hail, Caesar, and my lord! Hail, most dear Caesar.
Caesar
That ever I should call thee castaway!
Octavia
You have not called me so, nor have you cause.
Caesar
Why have you stol’n upon us thus? You come not
Like Caesar’s sister. The wife of Antony
Should have an army for an usher and
The neighs of horse to tell of her approach
Long ere she did appear.
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Antony
Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that—
That were excusable, that and thousands more
Of semblable import—but he hath waged
New wars ‘gainst Pompey; made his will and read it
To public ear;
Spoke scantly of me; when perforce he could not
But pay me terms of honor, cold and sickly
He vented them, most narrow measure lent me;
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