1 Trouble yourselves no further: pray you, hasten2 Your generals after.
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3 Sir, Mark Antony4 Will e'en but kiss Octavia, and we'll follow.
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5 Till I shall see you in your soldier's dress,6 Which will become you both, farewell.
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7 We shall,8 As I conceive the journey, be at the Mount9 Before you, Lepidus.
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10 Your way is shorter;11 My purposes do draw me much about:12 You'll win two days upon me.
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13 Sir, good success!
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14 Farewell.
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