Caesar and Lepidus Are in the field

Menas
Caesar and Lepidus
Are in the field. A mighty strength they carry.
Pompey
Where have you this? ‘Tis false.
Menas
From Silvius, sir.
Pompey
He dreams. I know they are in Rome together,
Looking for Antony. But all the charms of love,
Salt Cleopatra, soften thy wanned lip!
Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with both;
Tie up the libertine in a field of feasts;
Keep his brain fuming. Epicurean cooks
Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite,
That sleep and feeding may prorogue his honor
Even till a Lethe'd dullness—