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The armourer of my heart :-False, false ; this, this. To change a master.-0, my fortunes have
Cleo. Sooth, la, I'll help: Thus it must be. Corrupted honest men :-Eros, despatch. (Exeunt.

Well, well :)
We shall thrive now.-See'st thou, my good fellow? | SCENE VI.–Cæsar's camp before Alexandria.
Go, put on thy defences.

Flourish. Enter Cæsar with Agrippa, EnobarEros. Briefly,' sir.

bus, and others. Cleo. Is not this buckled well?

Cæs. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight: Ant.

Rarely, rarely : Our will is, Antony be took alive ;
He that unbuckles this, till we do please

Make it so known.
To doff't2 for our repose, shall hear a storm.-
Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen's a squire

Agr. Cæsar, I shall.

(Exit Agrippa.

Cæs. The time of universal peace is near :
More tight at this, than thou : Despatch. - love, Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd world
That thou could'st see my wars to-day, and knew'st Shall bear the olive freely.
The royal occupation ! thou should'st see

Enter a Messenger.
Enter an Officer, armed.

A workman in't.—Good morrow to thee; welcome : Is come into the field.

Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge : Cæs.

Go, charge Agrippa To business that we love, we rise betime,

Plant those that have revolted in the van, And go to it with delight.

That Antony may seem to spend his fury i Offi. A thousand, sir,

Upon himself. (Exeunt Cæsar and his train Early though it be, have on their riveted trim,4

Eno. Alexas did revolt; and went to Jewry, And at the port expect you. (Shout. Trumpets. Flourish. Great Herod to incline himself to Cæsar,

On affairs of Antony; there did persuade Enter other Officers, and Soldiers. And leave his master Antony : for this pains, 2 Offi. The morn is fair.—Good morrow, general. || That fell away, have entertainment, but

Cæsar hath hang'd him. Canidius, and the rest . Good morrow, general. Ant. 'Tis well blown, lads. I of which I do accuse myself so sorely,

No honourable trust. I have done ill;
This morning, like the spirit of a youth

That I will joy no more.
That means to be of note, begins betimes.-
So, so; come, give me that: this way; well said.

Enter a Soldier of Cæsar's.
Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me:

This is a soldier's kiss : rebukable, (Kisses her. || Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with

Enobarbus, Antony
And worthy shameful check it were, to stand

His bounty overplus: The messenger
On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee
Now, like a man of steel.—You, that will fight,

Came on my guard; and at thy tent is now,
Follow me close ; I'll bring you to't.-Adieu.

Unloading of his mules.

Eno. I give it you. (Exeunt Antony, Eros, Officers, and Sold.


Mock me not, Enobarbus. Char. Please you, retire to your chamber?

I tell you true : Best that you saf'd the bringer Cleo.

Lead me : Out of the host; I must attend mine office, He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might Or would have done't myself. Your emperor Determine this great war in single fight !

Continues still a Jove. Then, Antony,—But now,-Well, on. (Exeunt.

(Exit Soldier.

Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth, SCENE V.–Antony's camp near Alexandria. And feel I am so most. O Antony,

Trumpets sound. Enter Antony and Eros; a Thou mine of bounty, how would'st thou have paid Soldier meeting them.

My better service, when my turpitude Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony!

Thou dost so crown with gold! This blowss my

heart: Ant. 'Would, thou and those thy scars had once || If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean

prevail'd To make me fight at land !

Shall outstrike thought: but thought will do't, I feel. Sold.

Hadst thou done so,

I fight against thee?-No: I will go seek

Some ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits The kings that have revolted, and the soldier That has this morning left thee, would nave still

My latter part of life.

(Exil. Follow'd thy heels.

SCENE VII.Field of battle between the camps. Ant.

Who's gone this morning? Sold.


Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter AgripOne ever near thee: Call for Enobarbus,

pa, and others. He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp Agr. Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far: Say, I am none of thine.

Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression
What say'st thou ? Exceeds what we expected.

(Ereunt. Sold.

Sir, He is with Cæsar.

Alarum. Enter Antony and Scarus, wounded. Eros.

Sir, his chests and treasure Scar. O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed! He has not with him.

Had we done so at first, we had driven them home
Is he gone?

With clouts about their heads.
Most certain Ant.

Thou bleed'st apace. Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it;

Scar. I had a wound here that was like a T, Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him But now 'tis made an H. (I will subscribe) gentle adieus, and greetings : Ant.

They do retire. Say, that I wish he never find niore cause

Scar. We'll beat'em into bench-boles; I have yet

(1) Shortly.

(2) Put it off.

(3) Handy.

(4) Riveted dress, armour.

(5) Swells.

Room for six scotches' more.

SCENE IX.--Cæsar's camp. Sentinels on their

post. Enter Enobarbus. Enter Eros. Eros. They are beaten, sir; and our advantage We must return to the court of guard : The night

1 Sold. If we be not reliev'd within his hour, serves For a fair victory.

Is shiny; and, they say, we shall embattle
Let us score their backs,

By the second hour i'the morn.

2 Sold. And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind;

This last day was

A shrewd one to us. 'Tis sport to maul a runner.

I will reward thee

O, bear me witness, night,

3 Sold. What man is this? Once for thy sprightly comfort, and ten-fold

2 Sold. For thy good valour. Come thee on.

Stand close, and list to him.

Eno. Be witness to me, 0 thou blessed moon, Scar.

I'll halt after. When men revolted shall upon record

[Exeunt. Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did SCENE VIII.Under the walls of Alexandria. Before thy face repent. Alarum. Enter Antony, marching ; Scarus,

1 Sold.

Enobarbus! and forces.

3 Sold.

Peace; Ant. We have beat him to his camp; Run one

Hark further. before,

Eno. O sovereign mistress of true melancholy, And let the queen know of our guests.-

To-morrow, That life, a very rebel to my will,

The poisonous damp of night disponges upon me; Before the sun shall see us, we'll spill the blood That has to-day escap'd. "I thank you all;

May hang no longer on me : Throw my heart For doughty-handed are you; and have fought

Against the flint and hardness of my fault; Not as you serv'd the cause, but as it had been

Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder, Each man's like mine ; you have shown all Hectors. Nobler than my revolt is infamous,

And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony,
Enter the city, clip3 your wives, your friends,
Tell them your feats"; whilst they with joyful tears | But let the world rank me in register

Forgive me in thine own particular;
Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss A master-leaver, and a fugitive:
The honour'd gashes whole.—Give me thy hand; O Antony! O Antony !

(To Scarus.
2 Sold.

Let's speak
Enter Cleopatra, attended.

To him.
To this great fairy4 I'll commend thy acts,

1 Sold. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks Make ber thanks bless thee.-0 thou day o'the May concern Cæsar.

3 Sold.

Let's do so. But he sleeps. world, Chain mine arm'd neck; leap thou, attire and all, was never yet for sleeping.

1 Sold. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his Through proof of harnesss to my heart, and there

2 Sold.

Go we to him.
Ride on the pants triumphing.

Lord of lords !

3 Sold. Awake, awake, sir; speak to us.

2 Sold. O infinite virtue ! com’st thou smiling from

Hear you, sir? The world's great snare uncaught?

1 Sold. The hand of death hath raught9 him.

Hark, the drums [Drums afar off Ant. We have beat them to their beds. What, girl : To the court of guard; he is of note : our hour

My nightingale,| Demurely 10 wake the sleepers. Let us bear him though grey

Is fully out. Do something mingle with our brown; yet have we

3 Sold. Come on then ; A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man ;

He may recover yet. (Exeunt with the body. Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand ; SCENE X.-Between the two camps. Enter Kiss it, my warrior :-He hath fought to-day,

Antony and Scarus, with forces, marching. As if a god, in hate of mankind, had Destroy'd in such a shape.

Ant. Their preparation is to-day by sea ; Cleo

I'll give thee, friend, We please them not by land. An armour all of gold; it was a king's.


For both, my lord. Ant. He has deserv'd it, were it carbuncled Ant. I would, they'd fight i'the fire, or in the air; Like holy Phæbus' car.-Give me thy hand; We'd fight there too. But this it is; Our foot Through Alexandria make a jolly march ; Upon the hills adjoining to the city, Bear our hack'd targets like the men thatowe them: Shall stay with us: order for sea is given; Had our great palace the capacity

They have put forth the haven: Further on, To camp this host, we all would sup together; Where their appointment we may best discover, And drink carouses to the next day's fate, And look on their endeavour. 11 (Exeunt. Which promises royal peril.—Trumpeters, With brazen din blast you the city's ear;

Enter Cæsar, and his forces, marching. Make mingle with our rattling tabourines ;? Cæs. But being charg'd, we will be still by land, That heaven and earth may strike their sounds to-|| Which, as I take't

, we shall; for his best force gether,

Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales, Applauding our approach.

[Exeunt. And hold our best advantage. (Exeunt. (1) Cuts. (2) Brave. (3) Embrace.

(7) Small drums. (4) Beauty united with power, was the popular (8) Discharge, as a sponge when squeezed discharacteristic of fairies.

charges the moisture it had imbibed. (5) Armour of proof.

(9) Reached.

(10) Solemnly. (6As becomes the brave warriors that own (11) Discover their numbers, and see their mothem.


(12) Without


Re-enter Antony and Scarus.

SCENE XI.- Alexandria. A room in the palAnt. Yet they're not join'd: Where yonder pine

Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and

Mardian. does stand, I shall discover all: I'll bring thee word

Cleo. Help me, my women! O, he is more mad Straight, how 'tis like to go.

[Erit. Than Telamon for his shield; the boar of Thessaly Scar.

Swallows have built Was never so emboss'd. 10 In Cleopatra's sails their nests: the augurers


To the monnment; Say, they know not,—they cannot tell; look grimly,|| There lock yourself, and send him word you are And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony

dead. Is valiant, and dejected; and, by starts, The soul and body rivell not more in parting, His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear, Than greatness going off. Of what he has, and has not.


To the monument:

Mardian, go tell him I have slain myself; Alarum afar of, as at a sea-fight. Re-enter Say, that the last I spoke was, Antony, Antony.

And word it, pr’ythee, piteously : Hence,

Mardian; and bring me how he takes my death. Ant.

All is lost;
To the monument.

This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me :
My fleet hath yielded to the foe; and yonder SCENE XII.-The same. Another room. En-
They cast their caps up, and carouse together

ter Antony and Eros. Like friends long lost.–Triple-turn'd whore!! 'tis thou

Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me?

Eros. Hath sold me to this novice; and my heart

Ay, noble lord. Makes only wars on thee.-Bid them all fly;

Ant. Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish; For when I am reveng'd upon my charm,

A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, I have done all :-Bid them all fly, begone.

A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock,

A forked mountain, or blue promontory

(Erit Scarus. O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more :

With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, Fortune and Antony part here; even here

And mock our eyes with air: Thou hast seen these Dowe shake hands. — All come to this?- The hearts


They are black vesper's pageants. That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave

Eros. Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets

Ay, my lord.

Ant. That, which is now a horse, even with a On blossoining Cæsar; and this pine is bark'd That overtopp'd them all. Betray'd I am:

thought, O this false soul of Egypt; this grave charm, 2

The rack 12 dislimns; and makes it indistinct,

As water is in water. Whose eye beck'd forth my wars, and call'd them

Eros. home;

It does, my lord. Whose bosom was my crownet,“ my chief end, - || Even such a body: here I am Antony ;

Ant. My good knave,13 Eros, now thy captain is Like a right gipsy, háth, at fast and loose, 5 Beguil'd me to the very heart of loss.

Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave.

I made these wars for Egypt; and the queen,What, Eros, Eros!

Whose heart, I thought, I had, for she had mine; Enter Cleopatra.

Which, whilst it was mine, had annex'd unto't

A million more, now lost,-she, Eros, has Ah, thou spell! Avaunt! Pack'd cards with Cæsar, and false play'd my glory Cleo. Why is my lord enrag'd against his love? Unto an enemy's triumph.

Ant. Vanish; or I shall give thee thy deserving, Nay, weep noi, gentle Eros; there is left us And blemish Cæsar's triumph. Let him take thee, Ourselves to end ourselves. O, thy vile lady! And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians : Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot

Enter Mardian Of all thy sex; most monster-like, be shown She has robb'd me of my sword. For poor'st diminutives, to dolts ;6 and let,


No, Antony ; Patient Octavia plough thy visage up

My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes mingled With her prepared nails. (Exit Cleo.] 'Tis well with thine entirely.


Hence, saucy eunuch; peace; If it be well to live: But better 'twere

She hath betray'd me, and shall die the death. Thou fell'st into my fury, for one death

Mar. Death of one person can be paid but once; Might have prevented many.-Eros, ho!- And that she has discharg'd: What thou would'st do, The shirt of Nessus is upon me: Teach me, Is done unto thy hand; the last she spake Alcides, thou mine ancestor, thy rage:

Was, Antony ! most noble Antony !
Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o'the moon; Then in the midst a tearing groan did break
And with those hands, that grasp'd the heaviest club,|| The name of Antony ; it was divided
Subdue my worthiest self. The witch shall die; Between her heart and lips: she render'd life,
To the Roman boy she hath sold me, and I fall Thy name so buried in her.
Under this plot: she dies for't.--Eros, ho! (Erit. Ant.

Dead then?

Dead. (1) Cleopatra first belonged to Julius Cæsar, Ani. Eros, unarm; the long day's task is done then to Antony, and now, as Antony supposes, to Augustus.

(7) Hercules. (2) Deadly piece of witchcraft.

(8) The boy that brought the poisoned shirt to (3) Was the motion for. (4) Finish. Hercules. (5) A cheating game, at present named pricking (9) Ajax Telamon for the shield of Achilles. ai the belt.

(10) Foaming at the mouth.

(11) Split. (6) For the smallest piece of money, to clowns. (12) The fleeting clouds. (13) Serrant.

thou'rt gone,

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Andwe must sleep:- That thou depart'st hence safe, Eros. Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now?
Does pay thy labour richly; Go-Off
, pluck off ; Ant.

Now, Eros. (Exit Mardian. Eros. Why, there then :-(Falls on his sword. The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep

Thus do I escape the sorrow
The battery from my heart. O, cleave, my sides ! Of Antony's death.

[Dies. Heart, once be stronger than thy continent,


Thrice nobler than myself!
Crack thy frail case -- Apace, Eros, apace. Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what
No more a soldier :- Bruised pieces, go;

I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and Eros
You have been nobly borne.- From me a while.- || Have, by their brave instruction, got upon me

(Exit Eros. A nobleness in record : But I will be
I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and

A bridegroom in my death, and run into't
Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now As to a lover's bed. Come then; and, Eros,
All length is torture :-Since the torch is out, Thy master dies thy scholar; to do thus
Lie down, and stray no further : Now all labour

(Falling on his sword.
Mars what it does; yea, very force entangles I learn'd of thee. How! not yet dead? not dead?-
Itself with strength: Seal then, 2 and all is done. The guard !-ho!-O, despatch me.
Eros !-I come, my queen :-Eros !-Stay for me:
Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in

Enter Dercetas and Guard.

1 Guard.

What's the noise ? And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze: Ant. I have done my work ill, friends ; 0, make Dido and her Eneas shall want troops,

an end
And all the haunt be ours.--Come, Eros, Eros!

Of what I have begun.
Re-enter Eros.

2 Guard.

The star is fallen.

1 Guard. And time is at his period.
Eros. What would my lord ?

Since Cleopatra died,

Alas, and wo!

Ant. Let him that loves me, strike me dead. I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods

1 Guard

Not I. Detest my baseness. I, that with my sword

2 Guard. Nor I. Quarter'd the world, and o'er green Neptune's back

3 Guard. Nor any one. [Exeunt Guard. With ships made cities, condemn myself, to lack

Der. Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers fly. The courage of a woman ; less noble mind

This sword but shown to Cæsar, with this tidings,
Than she, which, by her death, our Cæsar tells,

Shall enter me with him.
I am conqueror of myself. Thou art sworn, Eros,
That, when the exigent should come (which now

Enter Diomedes.
Is come, indeed,) when I should see behind me
The inevitable prosecution of

Dio. Where's Antony?

Disgrace and horror, that, on my command,

There, Diomed, there.
Thou then would'st kill me: do't'; the time is come:


Lives he? Thou strik'st not me, 'tis Cæsar thou defeat'st.

Wilt thou not answer, man? [Exit Dercetas.
Put colour in thy cheek.

Ant. Art thou there, Diomed ? Draw thy sworů,
The gods withhold me !

and give me
Shall I do that, which all the Parthian darts,

Sufficing strokes for death.

Most absolute lord,
Though enerny, lost aim, and could not?


My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee.
Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and see

Ant. When did she send thee?

Now, my lord.
Thy master thus with pleach'd arms, bending down
His corrigiblet neck, his face subdued


Where is she?

Dio. Lock'd in her monument. She had a pro-
To penetratives shame; whilst the wheel'd seat
Of fortunate Cæsar, drawn before him, branded

phesying fear
His baseness that ensued ?6

Of what hath come to pass : for when she saw Eros.

I would not see't.

(Which never shall be found,) you did suspect Ant. Come then; for with a wound I must be She had dispos’d8 with Cæsar, and that your rage cur'd.

Would not be purg'd, she sent you word she was Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast worn

dead; Most useful for thy country.

But, fearing since how it might work, hath sent Eros.

O, sir, pardon me.

Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come,
Ant. When I did make thee free, sworst thou I dread, too late.
not then

Ant. Too late, good Diomed :-Call my guard,
To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once;

I prythee.
Or thy precedent services are all

Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard! The guard,
But accidents unpurpos'd. Draw, and come.

Eros. Turn from me then that noble countenance, Come, your lord calls.
Wherein the worship of the whole world lies.
Ant. Lo thee.
(Turning from him.

Enter some of the Guard.
Eros. My sword is drawn.

Ant. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra

Then let it do at once bides;
The thing why thou hast drawn it.

'Tis the last service that I shall command you. Eros.

My dear master, 1 Guard. Wo are we, sir, you may not live to
My captain, and my emperor! let me say,
Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell. All your true followers out.
Ant. 'Tis said, man ;-and farewell.


Most heavy day! (1) i. e. The thing that contains thee.

(3) Folded. (4) Corrected. (5) Penetrating (2) Sealing completes a contract,

(6) Followed. (7) Dignity. (8) Settled.

what, ho!



O thou sun,

Ant. Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp ||Of Cæsar seek your honour, with your safety.-0!

Cleo. They do not go together.
To grace it with your sorrows: bid that welcome Ant.

Gentle, hear me
Which comes to punish us, and we punish it None about Cæsar trust, but Proculeius.
Seeming to bear it lightly. Take me up:

Cleo. My resolution, and my hands, l'll trust;
I have led you oft; carry me now, good friends, None about Cæsar.
And have my thanks for all.

Ant. The miserable change now at my end,
[Exeunt, bearing Antony. Lament nor sorrow at: but please your thoughts,
SCENE XIII.The same. A monument. En-Wherein I liv’d, the greatest prince o'the world,

In feeding them with those my former fortunes ter above, Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras.

The noblest : and do now not basely die,
Cleo. O Charmian, I will never go from hence. Nor cowardly ; put off my helmet to
Char. Be comforted, dear madam.

My countryman, a Roman, by a Roman

No, I will not : Valiantly vanquish'd. Now, my spirit is going;
All strange and terrible events are welcome, I can no more.

[Dies. But comforts we despise ; our size of sorrow, Cleo. Noblest of men, woo't die? Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide

In this dull world, which in thy absence is
Enter Diomedes.

No better than a stye?-0, see, my women,
As that which makes it.—How now? is he dead? The crown o'the earth doth melt —My lord -

Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead. 0, wither'd is the garland of the war,
Look out o'the other side your monument, The soldier's pole is fallen; young boys, and girls,
His guard have brought him thither.

Are level now with men: the odds is gone,
Enter Antony, borne by the Guard.

And there is nothing left remarkable

Beneath the visiting moon. (She faints. Cleo.


O, quietness, lady! Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in-darklingi Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign. stand


The varying shore o'the world - Antony ! Iras.

Antony, Antony Charmian, help; help, Tras; Char. O madam, madam, madam!
Help, friends below ; let's draw him bither.


Royal Egypt!

Peace : Empress!
Not Cæsar's valour hath o'erthrown Antony, Char. Peace, peace, Iras.
But Antony's hath triumph'd on itself.

Cleo. No more, but e'en a woman; and com-
Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony

Should conquer Antony ; but wo 'tis so! By such poor passion as the maid that milks,

Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying ; only And does the meanest chares. 5.-- It were for me
I here impórtune death a while, until

To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods ;
Of many thousand kisses the poor last

To tell them, that this world did equal theirs,
I lay upon thy lips.-

Till they had stolen our jewel. Alls but naught;
I dare not, dear

Patience is sottish ; and impatience does
(Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not,

Become a dog that's mad: "Then is it sin,
Lest I be taken : not the imperious show To rush into the secret house of death,
Of the full-fortun'd Cæsar ever shall

Ere death dare come to us ?-How do you, women?
Be brooch'd2 with me; if knife, drugs, serpents, What, what? good cheer! Why, how now,


mian Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe :

My noble girls ! Ah, women, women! look, Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes,

Our lamp is spent, it's out:-Good sirs, take heart:And still conclusion,3 shall acquire no honour

[To the guard below. Demuring upon me.—But come, come, Antony,– We'll bury him: and then, what's brave, what's Help me, my women,-we must draw thee up ;

Assist, good friends.

Let's do it after the high Roman fashion,

O, quick, or I am gone. And make death proud to take us. Come, away:
Cleo. Here's sport, indeed !-How heavy weighs This case of that huge spirit now is cold.
my lord!

Ah, women, women? come; we have no friend
Our strength is all gone into heaviness,

But resolution, and the briefest end.
That makes the weight: Had I great Juno's power, [Exeunt ; those above bearing off An-
The strong-wingd Mercury should fetch thee up,

tony's body.
And set thee by Jove's side. Yet come a little, -
Wishers were ever fools ;-0, come, come, come;

(They draw Antony up.
And welcome, welcome! die, where thou hast liv'd:
Quicken4 with kissing; had my lips that power,

Thus would I wear them out.

A heavy sight! SCENE I.--Cæsar's camp before Alexandria.
Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying :

Enter Cæsar, Agrippa, Dolabella, Mæcenas,
Give me some wine, and let me speak a little.

Gallus, Proculeius, and others.
Cleo. No, let me speak; and let me rail so high,
That the false house-wife Fortune break her wheel, Cæs. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield;
Provok'd by my offence.

Being so frustrate, tell him, he mocks us by

One word, sweet queen : || The pauses that he makes 7
(1) Without light (2) Ornamented. (4) Revive. (5) Task-work.
(3) Sedate determination.

(6) Frustrated. (7) He trifles with us.

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