We'd fight there too. But this it is; our foot : Shall stay with us. Order for fea is given; Enter Cæfar, and his Army. [Exeunt. Caf. But being charg'd, we will be ftill by land, [Exeunt. [Alarum afar off, as at a fea-fight. Enter Antony and Scarus. Ant. Yet they are not join'd: Where yond pine ftands, I fhall discover all, In Cleopatra's fails their nefts. The Augurs [Exit. SCENE changes to the Palace in Alexandria. Ant. A Enter Antony. LL's loft! this foul Ægyptian hath betray'd me! My fleet hath yielded to the foe, and yonder Do Do we shake hands-all come to this!the hearts, What, Eros, Eros! Enter Cleopatra. Ah! thou fpell! avant. Cleo. Why is my Lord enrag'd against his Love? Of all thy fex. Moft monfter like, be fhewn For poor't diminutives, for dolts; and let With her prepared nails. 'Tis well, thou'rt gone; The Hearts, That pannell'd me at Heels, &c.] Pannelling at Heels muft mean here, following: but where was the Word ever found in fuch a Senfe? Pannel, fignifies but three Things, that I know, in the English Tongue, none of which will fuit with the Allufifion here requifite; viz. That Roll, or Schedule of Parchment on which the Names of a Jury are enter'd, which therefore is call'd empannelling; a Pane, or Slip of Wainscott; and a Packfaddle for Beafts of Burthen. The Text is corrupt, and Shakespeare muft certainly have wrote; That pantler'd me at Heels; i. e. run after Me like Footmen, or Pantlers; which Word originally fignified, the Servants who have the Care of the Bread. but is ufed by our Poet for a menial Servant in general, as well as in its native Acceptation. Mr. Warburton Thou fell'st into my fury; for one death Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o'th' Moon, Char. To th' Monument, There lock your felf, and fend him word you're dead: The foul and body rive not more in parting, Than Greatness going off. Cleo. To th' Monument: Mardian, go tell him I have flain my felf; Say, that the laft I fpoke was Antony ; And word it, pr'ythee, piteously. Hence, Mardian, And bring me how he takes my death. nument. Re-enter Antony, and Eros. Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me. Eros. Ay, noble Lord. To th' Mo [Exeunt. Ant. Sometime, we fee a cloud that's dragonish; A vapour, fometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air. Thou'ft seen these figns, They are black Vefper's pageants. Eros. Ay, my Lord. Ant. That, which is now a horfe, even with a thought The Rack diflimns, and makes it indistinct As water is in water. 1 Eres. Eros. It do's, my Lord. Ant. My good knave, Eros, now thy Captain is Even fuch a body; here I'm Antony, Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave. Nay, weep not, gentle Eros, there is left us Oh, thy vile Lady! Enter Mardian. Sh'has robb'd me of Mar. No, Antony, my fword. My Mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes mingled Ant. Hence, fawcy Eunuch, peace, fhe hath betray'd me, And the fhall die the death. Mar. Death of one person can be paid but once, And that she has difcharg'd. What thou would't do, Is done unto thy hand; the last she spake Was, Antony! most noble Antony ! Then in the midft a tearing Groan did break The name of Antony; it was divided Between her heart and lips; fhe rendred life, Thy name fo buried in her. Ant. Dead then ? Mar. Dead. Ant. Unarm me, Eros, the long day's task is done, And we must fleep; that thou depart'st hence fafe, Does pay thy labour richly; go. Off, pluck off; [Exit Mardian. The feven-fold fhield of Ajax cannot keep The battery from my heart. Oh cleave, my fides! No more a Soldier- bruifed pieces, go; [Unarming himself. You have been nobly borne ; from me a while [Exit Eros. I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and And all the haunt be ours. - Come, Eros, Eros! Enter Eros. Eros. What would my Lord? Ant. Since Cleopatra died, I've liv'd in fuch difhonour, that the Gods And horrour, that on my command thou then Eros. The Gods with-hold me! Shall I do That, which all the Parthian darts, Ant. Eros, Would't thou be window'd in great Rome, and fee Thy mafter thus with pleacht arms, bending down His corrigible neck, his face fubdu'd Το |