William Shakespeare: Antony and Cleopatra, Act III, Scene V
Enter Domitius Enobarbus and Eros, meeting
Caesar, having made use of him in the wars 'gainst Pompey, presently denied him rivality; would not let him partake in the glory of the action: and not resting here, accuses him of letters he had formerly wrote to Pompey; upon his own appeal, seizes him: so the poor third is up, till death enlarge his confine.
And throw between them all the food thou hast,
They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?
The rush that lies before him; cries, 'Fool Lepidus!'
And threats the throat of that his officer
That murder'd Pompey.
My lord desires you presently: my news
I might have told hereafter.