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Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires If from the field I shall return once more
Into the abysm of hell. If he mislike

To kiss these lips, I will appear in blood ;
My speech and what is done, tell him he has I and my sword will earn our chronicle ;
Hipparchus, my enfranched bondman, whom There's hope in 't yet.
He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture,


That's my brave lord ! As he shall like, to quit me:* urge it thou ! Ant. I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, breath’d, Hence with thy stripes, begone! (6)

And fight maliciously : for when mine hours

[Exit THYREUS. Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives Cleo. Have you done yet?

Of me for jests; but now I'll set my teeth, Ant.

Alack, our terrene moon And send to darkness all that stop me.—Come, Is now eclips'd; and it portends alone

Let's have one other gaudyo night: call to me The fall of Antony!

All my sad captains ; fill our bowls ; once more CLEO. I must stay his time.

Let's mock the midnight bell. Ant. To flatter Cæsar, would you mingle eyes


It is my birthday : With one that ties his points ?

I had thought to have held it poor ; but, since my CLEO. Not know me yet?

lord Ant. Cold-hearted toward me?

Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra. CLEO.

Ah, dear, if I be so, Ant. We will yet do well. From my cold heart let heaven engender hail, Cleo. Call all his noble captains to my lord. And poison it in the source; and the first stone Ant. Do so, we'll speak to them; and toDrop in my neck : as it determines, so

night I'll force Dissolve my life! The next Cæsarion smite !* The wine peep through their scars.—Come on, my Till, by degrees, the memory of my womb,

queen ; Together with my brave Egyptians all,

There's sap in 't yet. The next time I do fight, By the discandying of this pelleted storm, I'll make Death love me; for I will contend Lie graveless,—till the flies and gnats of Nile Even with his pestilent scythe. Have buried them for prey !

[Exeunt all except ENOBARBUS. Ant. I am satisfied.

Eno. Now he'll outstare the lightning. To be Cæsar sits down in Alexandria ; where

furious, I will oppose his fate. Our force by land

Is to be frighted out of fear; and in that mood Hath nobly held ; our sever'd navy too

The dove will peck the estridge; and I see still Have knit again, and fleet,threatning most sea- A diminution in our captain's brain like.

Restores his heart: when valour preys on * reason, Where hast thou been, my heart ?—Dost thou It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek hear, lady? Some way to leave him.


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Enter CÆSAR, reading a letter ; AGRIPPA,

MECÆNAS, and others.

Cæs. He calls me boy; and chides, as he had

power To beat me out of Egypt; my messenger He hath whipp'd with rods; dares me to personal

Cæsar to Antony !-Let the old ruffian know,
I have many other ways to die; mean time,
Langh at his challenge.

Caesar must think,

When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted
Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now
Make boot of his distraction :-never anger
Made good guard for itself.

Let our best heads
Know, that to-morrow the last of many battles
We mean to fight :—within our files there are
Of those that serv'd Mark Antony but late,
Enough to fetch him in. See it done :
And feast the army; we have store to do't,
And they have earn’d the waste. Poor Antony !


a I have, &c.] Hanmer reads, "He hath many," &c., as Shakespeare would have done had he not mistaken the corresponding passage of his authority, North's Plutarch :-“ Antonius sent

againe to chalenge Cæsar to fight with him hande to hande. Cæsar aunswerd him, that he had many other ways to die than so."

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And I, an ass, am onion-ey'd: for shame,
SCENE !I.-Alexandria. A Room in the

Transform us not to women.



Now the witch take me if I meant it thus ! CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and others. Grace grow where those drops full! My hearty

friends, Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius. You take me in too dolorous a sense ; Eno.


For I spake to you for your comfort,—did desire Ant. Why should he not ?


[hearts, Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better To burn this night with torches: know, my fortune, I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead

you He is twenty men to one.

Where rather I 'll expect victorious life, ANT.

To-morrow, soldier, Than death and honour. Let's to supper; come, By sea and land I'll fight.—Or I will live,

And drown consideration.
Or bathe my dying honour in the blood
Shall make it live again.— Woo’t thou fight well ?
Eno. I'll strike, and cry, Take all.

SCENE III.-The same. Before the Palace. ANT.

Well said ; come on.Call forth my household servants; let's to-night

Enter two Soldiers, to their guard. Be bounteous at our meal.

1 Sold. Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day.

[well. 2 Sold. It will determine one way: fare you Enter Servants.

Heard you of nothing strange about the streets ?

Give me thy hand, 1 Sold. Nothing. What news? Thou hast been rightly honest ;—so hast thou ; 2 SOLD.

Belike 't is but a rumour. Thou,—and thou,—and thou :-you have serv'd

Good night to you. me well,

1 Sold.

Well, sir, good night.
And kings have been your fellows.
CLEO. [ Aside to ENO.] What means this?

Enter two other Soldiers.
Eno. [Aside to Cleo.] 'Tis one of those odd


Soldiers, tricks which sorrow shoots

Have careful watch, Out of the mind.

3 Sold. And you. Good night, good night. Ant.

And thou art honest too. I wish I could be made so many men,

[The first and second go to their posts.

4 SOLD. Here we: [Taking their posts.] and if And all of you clapp'd up together in

to-morrow An Antony, that I might do you service,

Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope
So good as you have done.

Our landmen will stand up.
The gods forbid !

3 Sold.

'T is a brave army, Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to

And full of purpose. night :

[Music of hautboys under the stage. Scant not my cups; and make as much of me


Peace! what noise ? As when mine empire was your fellow too,

1 Sold.

List, list! And suffer'd my command.

2 Sold. Hark ! CLEO. [ Aside to ENO. What does he mean?

1 SOLD. Music i' the air ! Eno. [Aside to Cleo.] To make his followers


Under the earth! weep.

4 Sold. ANT. Tend me to-night ;

It signs well,

Does 't not? May be it is the period of your duty:

3 SOLD. No. Haply you shall not see me more; or if,

1 Sold. Peace, I say! What should this A mangled shadow: perchance to-morrow

mean? You 'll serve another master. I look on you

2 Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,

lov'd, I turn you not away; but, like a master

Now leaves him. Married to your good service, stay till death :

1 Sold. Walk; let's see if other watchmen Tend me to-night two hours, I ask no more,

Do hear what we do.
And the gods yield you for’t !
What mean you, sir,

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How now, masters ? SOLDIERS. [Speaking together.]

How now? How now ? do


hear this? 1 SOLD.

Ay; is 't not strange ? 3 Sold. Do you hear, masters ? do


hear? 1 Sold. Follow the noise so far as we have

quarter; Let's see how 't will give off. SOLDIERS. [Speaking together.] Content: 'tis strange.


Ant. Eros ! mine armour, Eros !

Sleep a little. Ant. No, my chuck.—Eros, come;


armour, Eros !

retire to your

Enter Eros with armour.

Now, like a man of steel.—You that will fight

Follow me close; I'll bring you to 't. --Adieu. Come, good fellow, put mine* iron on :

[Exeunt ANTONY, Eros, Officers, and If Fortune be not ours to-day, it is

Because we brave her :-come.

CHAR. Please

chamber? CLEO. Nay, I'll help too. CLEO.

Lead me. What's this for?

He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might ANT.

Ah, let be, let be! thou art Determine this great war in single fight! The armourer of my heart ;—false, false ; this, Then, Antony,—but now,-Well, on. [Exeunt.

this. CLEO. Sooth, la, I'll help : thus it must be.* ANT.

Well, well : SCENE V.-Antony's Camp near Alexandria. We shall thrive now.—Seest thou, my good fellow

Trumpets sound. Enter ANTONY and Eros; an Go, put on thy defences.

Officer meeting them. EROS.

Briefly, sir. CLEO. Is not this buckled well?

OFF. * The gods make this a happy day to ANT.

Rarely, rarely;

Antony ! He that unbuckles this, till we do please

Ant. Would thou and those thy scars had once To doff 't for our repose, shall hear a storm.

prevail'd Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen 's a squire

To make me fight at land !

Hadst thou done so, More tight at this than thou: despatch.-0, love,

The kings that have revolted, and the soldier That thou couldst see my wars to-day, and

That has this morning left thee, would have still knew'st

Follow'd thy heels.

The royal occupation! thou shouldst see

gone this morning ?

A workman in 't.

Who !
One ever near thee : call for Enobarbus,
Enter an Officer armed.

He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp

Say, I am none of thine.
Good morrow to thee; welcome: ANT.

What say’st thou ? T'hou look'st like him that knows a warlike OFF. charge.

He is with Cæsar. To business that we love we rise betime,


Sir, his chests and treasure And go to 't with delight.

He has not with him.
A thousand, sir,


Is he gone? Early though't be, have on their riveted trim,


Most certain. And at the port expect you.

Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; [Shout and flourish of trumpets without. Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him

(I will subscribe) gentle adieus and greetings ; Enter other Officers, and Soldiers.

Say, that I wish he never find more cause

To change a master.–0, my fortunes have 2 OFF.f The morn is fair.-Good morrow, Corrupted honest men —Despatch.- Enobarbus ! general.

[Exeunt. All. Good morrow, general. Ant.

'T is well blown, lads : This morning, like the spirit of a youth

SCENE VI.Cæsar's Camp before Alexandria. That means to be of note, begins betimes.

Flourish. Enter CÆSAR, with AGRIPPA, EnoSo, so; come, give me that: this way; well

BARBUS, and others. said.Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me: Cæs. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight: This is a soldier's kiss : rebukeable, [Kisses her. Our will is Antony be took alive; And worthy shameful check it were, to stand Make it so known. On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee AGR. Cæsar, I shall.



(*) Old text, thine. Corrected by Johnson.

(1) First folio, Alex. a - thus it must be.) This and the two preceding speeches stand thus in the old copies,

“ Cleo. Nay, Ile helpe too, Anthony.

(*) First folio, Eros.
What's this for? Ah let be, let be, thou art
The Armourer of my heart: False, false: This, this,

Sooth-law lle helpe: Thus it must bee,"
and were correctly arranged by Hanmer and Malone.

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