Enter Ventidius as it were in trinmph, the dead body of Paco-
rus borne before him.
Now darting Parthya art thou ſtroke, and now
Pleas'd Fortune does of Marcus Craſſus death
Make me reuenger. Beare the Kings Sonnes body,
Before our Army thy Pacorus Orades,
Paies this for Marcus Craſſus.
Whil'ſt yet with Parthian blood thy Sword is warme,
The Fugitiue Parthians follow. Spurre through Media,
Meſapotamia, and the ſhelters, whether
The routed flie. So thy grand Captaine Anthony
Shall ſet thee on triumphant Chariots, and
Put Garlands on thy head.
Oh Sillius, Sillius,
I haue done enough. Alower place note well
May make too great an act. For learne this Sillius,
Better to leaue vndone, then by our deed
Acquire too high a Fame, when him we ſerues away.
Cæſar and Anthony, haue euer wonne
More in their officer, then perſon. Soſſius
One of my place in Syria, his Lieutenant,
For quicke accumulation of renowne,
Which he atchiu'd by'th'minute, loſt his fauour.
Who does i'th'Warres more then his Captaine can,
Becomes his Captaines Captaine: and Ambition
(The Souldiers vertue) rather makes choiſe of loſſe
Then gaine, which darkens him.
I could do more to do Anthonius good,
But 'twould offend him. And in his offence,
Should my performance periſh.
Thou haſt Ventidius that, without the which a
Souldier and his sword graunts ſcarce diſtinction: thou
wilt write to Anthony.
Ile humbly ſignifie what in his name,
That magicall word of Warre we haue effected,
How with his Banners, and his well paid ranks,
The nere-yet beaten Horſe of Parthia,
We haue iaded out o'th'Field.
Where is he now?
He purpoſeth to Athens, whither with what haſt
The waight we muſt conuay with's, will permit:
We ſhall appeare before him. On there, paſſe along.