Can equally move with them. Provide your going;⁠36

Choose your own company, and command what cost
Your heart has mind to. Exeunt.

Eno. How now, friend Eros!

Eros. There's strange news come, sir.

Eno. What, man?

Eros. Cæsar and Lepidus have made wars⁠4
upon Pompey.

Eno. This is old: what is the success?

Eros. Cæsar, having made use of him in the
wars 'gainst Pompey, presently denied him⁠8
rivality, would not let him partake in the glory
of the action; and not resting here, accuses him
of letters he had formerly wrote to Pompey;
upon his own appeal, seizes him: so the poor⁠12
third is up, till death enlarge his confine.

Eno. Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more;
And throw between them all the food thou hast,
They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?⁠16

Eros. He's walking in the garden—thus: and spurns
The rush that lies before him; cries, 'Fool, Lepidus!'
And threats the throat of that his officer
That murder'd Pompey.

Eno. ⁠Our great navy's rigg'd.⁠20

36 Provide: make ready for 6 success: outcome
9 rivality: partnership
12, 13 so the poor third is up . . . confine; cf. n.
14 chaps: jaws