ACT II
SCENE IV. Rome. A street.
[Enter Lepidus, Maecenas and Agrippa.]
LEPIDUS
Trouble yourselves no further. Pray you hasten
Your generals after.
AGRIPPA
Sir, Mark Antony
Will e’en but kiss Octavia, and we’ll follow.
LEPIDUS
Till I shall see you in your soldier’s dress,
Which will become you both, farewell.
MAECENAS
We shall,
As I conceive the journey, be at the Mount
Before you, Lepidus.
LEPIDUS
Your way is shorter;
My purposes do draw me much about.
You’ll win two days upon me.
BOTH
Sir, good success!
LEPIDUS
Farewell.
[Exeunt.]