Scene 11. Page 589.
Eno. ... and in that mood,
The dove will peck the estridge.
i. e. the falcon. See note p. [268], &c.
ACT IV.
Scene 9. Page 611.
1. Sold. ... so bad a prayer
Was never yet for sleeping.
2. Sold. Go we to him.
In the old copy sleep. The alteration is by Mr. Steevens, and, as he says, for the sake of measure; but that was already complete. The harmony is certainly improved, as the accent is to be laid on to in the ensuing line.
Scene 12. Page 624.
Ant. My good knave, Eros, now thy captain is
Even such a body: here I am Antony;
Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave.
I made these wars for Egypt; and the queen,—
Whose heart, I thought, I had, for she had mine;
... she, Eros, has
Pack'd cards with Cæsar, and false play'd my glory
Unto an enemy's triumph.