Enter a Meffenger. Mef. Mark Antony is come into the field. Plant thofe, that have revolted, in the Van, [Exeunt. Eno. Alexas did revolt, and went to Jewry on Great Herod to incline himself to Cæfar, Enter a Soldier of Cæfar's. Sold. Enobarbus, Antony Hath after thee fent all thy treasure, with Eno. I give it you. Sold. Mock me not, Enobarbus, I tell you true; beft, you see fafe't the bringer Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth, [Exit. Thou Mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid Thou doft fo crown with gold! This bows my heart; Shall out-ftrike thought; but thought will do't, I feel. no, I will go feek I fight against thee! Some ditch, where I may die; the foul'st best fits My latter part of life. [Exit. SCENE, SCENE, before the Walls of Alexandria. Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter Agrippa. Agr. REtire, we have engag'd our felves too far: Cafar himfelf has work, and our oppreffion Exceeds what we expected. Alarum. Enter Antony, and Scarus wounded. [Exit. Scar. O my brave Emperor! this is fought indeed; Had we done fo at firft, we had droven them home With clouts about their heads. Ant. Thou bleed'it apace. Scar. I had a wound here that was like a T, But now 'tis made an H. Ant. They do retire. Scar. We'll beat 'em into bench-holes; I have yet Room for fix fcotches more.. Enter Eros. Eros. They're beaten, Sir, and our advantage serves For a fair victory. Scar. Let us fcore their backs, And fnatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind; "Tis fport to maul a runner. Ant. I will reward thee Once for thy fprightly comfort, and ten-fold Scar. I'll halt after. (Exeunt. Alarum. Enter Antony again in a March, Scarus with others. Ant. We've beat him to his camp; (28) run one be fore, And let the Queen know of our Gefts; te morrow, Before And let the Queen know of our Guests.] What Guests was the Queen to know of? Antony was to fight again on the morrow; and he had not yet faid a Word of marching to Alexandria, and Before the fun fhall fee's, we'll fpill the blood Hectors. Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends, Enter Cleopatra. To this great Faiery I'll commend thy acts, [To Scarus. Make her thanks bless thee. O thou day o'th' world, Cleo. Lord of Lords! Oh, infinite virtue! com'ft thou fmiling from Ant. My nightingale! We've beat them to their beds. What! Girl, though gray Do fomething mingle with our younger brown, yet ha'we A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man, (29) Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand; Kifs and treating his Officers in the Palace. We muft reftore, as Mr. Warburton likewise prescribes ; And let the Queen know of our Gefts. i. c. res gefta; our Feats, our glorious A&tions. It is a Term, that frequently occurs in Chaucer; and, after him, in Spencer 3 nor did it cease to be current for fome time after our Author's Days. (29) Commend unto his Lips thy favouring Hand.] Antony is here recommending One of his Captains, who had fought yaliantly, to Cleopatra; and defires, he may have the Grace of kissing her Hand. But why, favouring Hand? He did not want his Captain to grow in Love with his Mistress, on Account of Kifs it, my warrior: he hath fought to day, Cleo. I'll give thee, friend, An armour all of gold; it was a King's. Ant. He has deserv'd it, were it carbuncled -Like holy Phabus' Car.- Give me thy hand; Through Alexandria make a jolly march; Bear our hackt targets, like the men that owe them. To camp this hoft, we would all fup together; That heav'n and earth may strike their founds together, [Exeunt. SCENE changes to Cæfar's Camp. Enter a Centry, and his Company. Enobarbus follows. Cent.TF we be not reliev'd within this hour, I We must return to th' Court of Guard; the night Is fhiny, and, they fay, we fhall embattle I Watch. This last day was a fhrewd one to's. 2 Watch. What man is this? I Watch. Stand clofe, and lift him. Eno. Be witnefs to me, O thou blessed moon, When men revolted shall upon record of the Flavour and Luscioufnefs of her Hand; but only to have a Reward of Honour from the Queen for his good Service. I therefore believe, the Poet wrote; Commend unto his Lips thy favouring Hand. Tho' none of the printed Copies countenance this Reading, yet nothing is more common at Press than for an ƒ to ufurp the place of an ƒ, and so vice verfâ. Bear Bear hateful memory; poor Enobarbus did Cent. Enobarbus? 3 Watch. Peace; hark further. Eno. Oh fovereign Miftrefs of true melancholy, May hang no longer on me. Throw my heart Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder, 1 Watch. Let's fpeak to him. Cent. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks May concern Cæfar. 2 Watch. Let's do fo, but he fleeps. Cent. Swoons rather, for fo bad a prayer as his Was never yet for sleep. 1 Watch. Go we to him. 2 Watch. Awake, Sir, awake, fpeak to us. 1 Watch. Hear you, Sir? Cent. The hand of death has raught him. [Dies: [Drums afar off. Hark, how the drums demurely wake the fleepers : Let's bear him to the Court of Guard; he is of note. Our hour is fully out. 2 Watch. Come on then, he may recover yet. Ant. [Exeunt. SCENE between the two Camps. Enter Antony, and Scarus, with their Army. •T HEIR preparation is to day by fea, Scar. For both, my Lord. Ant. I would, they'd fight i'th' fire, or in the air, Vo L. VII. H We'd |