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Enter LEPIDUS, MECAENAS, and AGRIPPA
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| LEPIDUS |
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Trouble yourselves no further: pray you, hasten
Your generals after.
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| AGRIPPA |
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Sir, Mark Antony
Will e'en but kiss Octavia, and we'll follow.
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| LEPIDUS |
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5 Till I shall see you in your soldier's dress,
Which will become you both, farewell.
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| MECAENAS |
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We shall,
As I conceive the journey, be at the Mount
Before you, Lepidus.
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| LEPIDUS |
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10 Your way is shorter;
My purposes do draw me much about:
You'll win two days upon me.
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MECAENAS
AGRIPPA |
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Sir, good success!
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| LEPIDUS |
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Farewell.
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Exeunt
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