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The armourer of my heart :-False, false ; this, this. To change a master.-0, my fortunes have
Well, well :)
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 ;
Make it so known.
Agr. Cæsar, I shall.
Cæs. The time of universal peace is near :
Enter a Messenger.
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 AÑ. Good morrow, general. Ant. 'Tis well blown, lads. I of which I do accuse myself so sorely,
No honourable trust. I have done ill;
That I will joy no more.
Enter a Soldier of Cæsar's.
His bounty overplus: The messenger
Came on my guard; and at thy tent is now,
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.
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
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
With clouts about their heads.
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
(2) Put it off.
(4) Riveted dress, armour.
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
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.
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,
Enobarbus! and forces.
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,
Forgive me in thine own particular;
1 Sold. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks Make ber thanks bless thee.-0 thou day o'the May concern Cæsar.
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
Go we to him.
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.
(10) Solemnly. (6As becomes the brave warriors that own (11) Discover their numbers, and see their mothem.
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;
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
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 !
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.
Andwe must sleep:- That thou depart'st hence safe, Eros. Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now?
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
[Dies. Heart, once be stronger than thy continent,
Thrice nobler than myself!
I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and Eros
(Exit Eros. A nobleness in record : But I will be
A bridegroom in my death, and run into't
(Falling on his sword.
Enter Dercetas and 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,
Of what I have begun.
The star is fallen.
1 Guard. And time is at his period.
Alas, and wo!
Ant. Let him that loves me, strike me dead. I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods
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,
Shall enter me with him.
Dio. Where's Antony?
There, Diomed, there.
Lives he? Thou strik'st not me, 'tis Cæsar thou defeat'st.
Wilt thou not answer, man? [Exit Dercetas.
Ant. Art thou there, Diomed ? Draw thy sworů,
and give me
Sufficing strokes for death.
Most absolute lord,
My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee.
Ant. When did she send thee?
Now, my lord.
Where is she?
Dio. Lock'd in her monument. She had a pro-
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. Too late, good Diomed :-Call my guard,
Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard! The guard,
Eros. Turn from me then that noble countenance, Come, your lord calls.
Enter some of the Guard.
Ant. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra
Then let it do at once bides;
'Tis the last service that I shall command you. Eros.
My dear master, 1 Guard. Wo are we, sir, you may not live to
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.
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.
Gentle, hear me
Cleo. My resolution, and my hands, l'll trust;
Ant. The miserable change now at my end,
In feeding them with those my former fortunes ter above, Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras.
The noblest : and do now not basely die,
My countryman, a Roman, by a Roman
No, I will not : Valiantly vanquish'd. Now, my spirit is going;
[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
No better than a stye?-0, see, my women,
Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead. 0, wither'd is the garland of the war,
Are level now with men: the odds is gone,
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
Peace : Empress!
Cleo. No more, but e'en a woman; and com-
Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying ; only And does the meanest chares. 5.-- It were for me
To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods ;
To tell them, that this world did equal theirs,
Till they had stolen our jewel. Alls but naught;
Patience is sottish ; and impatience does
Become a dog that's mad: "Then is it sin,
Ere death dare come to us ?-How do you, women?
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 ;
Let's do it after the high Roman fashion,
O, quick, or I am gone. And make death proud to take us. Come, away:
Ah, women, women? come; we have no friend
But resolution, and the briefest end.
(They draw Antony up.
A heavy sight! SCENE I.--Cæsar's camp before Alexandria.
Enter Cæsar, Agrippa, Dolabella, Mæcenas,
Gallus, Proculeius, and others.
Being so frustrate, tell him, he mocks us by
One word, sweet queen : || The pauses that he makes 7
(6) Frustrated. (7) He trifles with us.