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Cæs. The time of universal peace is near : Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd Exceeds what we expected.

[Ereunt. world Shall bear the olive freely.

Alarum. Enter ANTONY, and SCARUS wounded. Enter a Messenger.

Scar. O, my brave emperor, this is fought

indeed! Mess.

Antony

Had we done so at first, we had driven them home Is come into the field.

With clouts about their heads.
Cæs.
Go, charge Agrippa

ANT.

Thou bleed’st apace. Plant those that have revolted in the van,

Scar. I had a wound here that was like a T, That Antony may seem to spend his fury

But now 't is made an H.C Upon himself. [Exeunt all except ENOBARBUS. ANT.

They do retire.
Eno. Alexas did revolt; and went to Jewry on Scar. We'll beat 'em into bench-holes: I
Affairs of Antony; there did persuade
Great Herod to incline himself to Cæsar,

Room for six scotches more.
And leave his master Antony: for this pains,
Cæsar hath hang'd him. Canidius, and the rest

Enter Eros.
That fell away, have entertainment, but
No honourable trust. I have done ill;

Eros. They are beaten, sir; and our advantage Of which I do accuse myself so sorely,

serves That I will joy no more.

For a fair victory
SCAR.

Let us score their backs,
Enter a Soldier of Cæsan's.

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

'T is sport to maul a runner. SOLD. Enobarbus, Antony

ANT.

I will reward thee Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with

Once for thy spritely comfort, and ten-fold His bounty overplus: the messenger

For thy good valour. Come thee on. Came on my guard ; and at thy tent is now

SCAR,

I'll halt after. [Exeunt. Unloading of his mules.

Eno. I give it you.
SOLD.

Mock not, Enobarbus. SCENE VIII.Under the Walls of Alexandria. I tell you true: best

you
saf'd the bringer

Alarum.
Out of the host ; I must attend mine office,

Enter ANTONY, marching ; SCARUS,

and Forces. Or would have done 't myself. Continues still a Jove.

[Exit. Ant. We have beat him to his camp :run one Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth,

before, And feel I am so most. 0, Antony,

And let the queen know of our gests." — ToThou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid

morrow, My better service, when my turpitude [heart:

Before the sun shall see 's, we'll spill the blood Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows a my

That has to-day escap'd. I thank you all ; If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean

For doughty-handed are you, and have fought Shall outstrike thought: but thought will do 't, I

Not as you serv'd the cause, but as 't had been feel.

Each man's like mine ; you have shown all Hectors. I fight against thee !-No: I will

go
seek

Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends, Some ditch wherein to die; the foul'st best fits

Tell them your feats ; whilst they with joyful tears My latter part of life.

[Exit.

Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss
The honour'd gashes whole.—Give me thy hand;

[To SCARUS. SCENE VII.Field of Battle between the Camps. Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA

Enter CLEOPATRA, attended. and others.

To this great fairyo I'll commend thy acts, Agr. Retire! we have engag'd ourselves too Make her thanks bless thee.—0, thou day o' the far:

Your emperor

world,

(*) First folio, dissuade. blows-] Swells.

thought-1, " Thought,” as Malone remarks, “in this passage means melancholy."

c - an H.) The same play (if any were intended here) on H and ache occurs in “Much Ado About Nothing," Act II Sc. 4.

d - our gests.-) Our erploits. So Theobald. The old copies have, gursts.

e – fairy- ] Enchantress.

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ha' we

Chain mine arm’d neck ! leap thou, attire and all, Bear our hack'd targets like the men that owe Through proof of harness to my heart, and there

them. Ride on the pants triumphing !

Had our great palace the capacity CLEO.

Lord of lords ! To camp this host, we all would sup together, O, infinite virtue! com’st thou smiling from And drink carouses to the next day's fate, The world's great snare upcaught ?

Which promises royal peril.—Trumpeters, ANT.

My nightingale, With brazen din blast you the city's ear; We have beat them to their beds. What, girl! Make mingle with our rattling tabourines ; b though grey

That heaven and earth may strike their sounds Do something mingle with our younger brown, yet

together Applauding our approach.

[Exeunt. A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can Get goal for goal of youth.

Behold this man; Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand ;

SCENE IX. - Cæsar's Camp.
Kiss it, my warrior :-he hath fought to-day,

Sentinels at their post.
As if a god, in hate of mankind, had
Destroy'd in such a shape.

1 Soln. If we be not reliev'd within this hour, CLEO.

I'll give thee, friend, We must return to the court of guard : the night An armour all of gold ; it was a king's.(1) Is shiny; and they say we shall embattle Ant. He has desery'd it, were it carbuncled

By the second hour il the morn. Like holy Phæbus' car.–Give me thy hand :

2 Sold.

This last day Through Alexandria make a jolly march :

Wąs a shrewd one to’s.

b

proof of harness-] Armour of proof. tabourines;] Tabourines was another name for drums, and

occurs again in "Troilus and Cressida," Act IV. Sc. 5,—“ Beat loud the tabourines.

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Enter ENOBARBUS.

SCAR.

For both, my lord.

Ant. I would they'd fight i' the fire or i' the
Eno.
O, bear me witness, night,-

air ; 3 Sold. What man is this?

We'd fight there too. But this it is; our foot 2 Sold. Stand close, and list him.

Upon the hills adjoining to the city, ENO. Be witness to me, O, thou blessed moon,

Shall stay with us :-order for sea is given !
When men revolted shall

upon
record

They have put forth the haven :-
Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did

Where their appointment we may best discover, Before thy face repent !

And look on their endeavour.

[Exeunt. 1 Soln.

Enobarbus ! 3 Sold.

Peace!

SCENE XI.-Another part of the same. Hark further.

Eno. O, sovereign mistress of true melancholy, The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me,

Enter CÆSAR, with his Forces marching. That life, a very rebel to my will,

CÆs. But" being charg'd, we will be still by May hang no longer on me: throw my heart

land, Against the flint and hardness of

my fault; Which, being dried with grief, will break to

Which, as I take 't, we shall; for his best force powder,

Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales ! And finish all foul thoughts. 0, Antony !

And hold our best advantage.

[Exeunt.
Nobler than my revolt is infamous,
Forgive me in thine own particular;
But let the world rank me in register

SCENE XII.-Another part of the same.
A master-leaver and a fugitive!
0, Antony! 0, Antony !

[Dies.

Enter ANTONY and SCARUS. 2 Sold. Let's speak to him.

1 Sold. Let's hear him, for the things he Ant. Yet they are not join'd: where yond pine speaks may concern Cæsar.

does stand, 3 SOLD. Let's do so. But he sleeps.

I shall discover all: I'll bring thee word 1 Sold. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer Straight, how 't is like to go.

[Erit. as his was never yet for* sleep.

SCAR.

Swallows have built 2 SOLD. Go we to him.

In Cleopatra's sails their nests: the augurers
3 SOLD. Awake, sir, awake! speak to us. Say they know not,—they cannot tell ;-look
2 SOLD. Hear

you,
sir ?

grimly,
1 Sold. The hand of death hath raught him! And dare not speak their knowledge. Antoriy

Hark! the drums [Drums afar of Is valiant, and dejected ; and, by starts,
Demurely " wake the sleepers. Let us bear him His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear,
To the court of guard; he is of note: our hour Of what he has, and has not.
Is fully out.

[Alarum afar off, as at a sea-fight.
3 SOLD. Come on then ;
He
may recover yet. [Exeunt with the body.

Re-enter ANTONY.

SCENE X.-Space between the two Camps.
Enter Antony and SCARUS, with Forces

marching
Ant. Their preparation is to-day by sea ;
We please them not by land.

ANT.

All is lost!
This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me!
My fleet hath yielded to the foe; and yonder
They cast their caps up, and carouse together
Like friends long lost !—Triple-turn’d whore ! •

'tis thou

a.- for sicer.) Another instance, we apprehend, where "for " is either intended to represent fore, or has been misprinted instead of that word. See note (1), p. 87, Vol. II. D

the drums Demurely wake the sleepers.) " Demurely" in this place is more than suspicious. Mr. Collier's annotator conjectures, Do curly;" and Mr. Dyce, “Do merrily," but neither reading is very felicitous.

¢ They have put forth the haven :) We have adopted a suggestion of Mr. Knight in printing the sentence,–

" - order for sea is given ! They have put forth the haven :"-

(*) First folio, auguries. parenthetically, though there can be little doubt some words after "huren" have been accidentally omitted. Rowe supplied the presumptive deficiency by reading, “ Further on; Capell, by * Hie we on;" Malone, by “Let's seek a spot; " Tyrwhitt, by "Let us go;" and Mr. Dyce, by “ Forward now." The last, slightly afered to “forward then," strikes us as preferable to any of the other additions.

d But being charg'd, -] “But" seems to be used here in its exceptive sense--unless or without.

e Triple-turn'd-] From Julius Cæsar to Cneius Pompey, froin Pompey to Antony, and, as he suspects now, from him to Octavius Cæsar.

SCENE XIII.-Alexandria. A Room in the

Palace,

Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAs, and

MARDIAN.

Hast sold me to this novice; and

my

heart
Makes only wars on thee.-Bid them all fly!
For when I am reveng'd upon my charm,
I have done all :- bid them all fly! be gone!

[Exit SCARUS.
O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more !
Fortune and Antony part here; even here
Do we shake hands.-All come to this ?_The

hearts
That spanield* me at heels, to whom I gave
Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets
On blossoming Cæsar ; and this pine is bark’d,
That overtopp'd them all! Betray'd I am :
O, this false soul of Egypt! this grave charm,"–
Whose

eye beck'd forth my wars, and call’d them

home;
Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end,
Like a right gipsy, hath, at fast and loose,
Beguild me to the

very

heart of loss.What, Eros, Eros !

Cleo. Help me, my women! 0, he is more

mad
Than Telamon for his shield; the boar of Thes-

salya
Was never so emboss'd.
CHAR.

To the monument !
There lock yourself, and send him word you are

dead.
The soul and body rive not more in parting,
Than greatness going off.
CLEO.

To the monument !
Mardian, go tell him I have slain myself;
Say, that the last I spoke was, Antony,
And word it, pr'ythee, piteously: hence, Mardian,
And bring me how he takes my death.—
To the monument !

[Exeunt.

b

Enter CLEOPATRA.

Ah, thou spell! Avaunt ! Cleo. Why is my lord enrag'd against his love ?

SCENE XIV.-The same. Another Room.
Ant. Vanish! or I shall give thee thy deserving,
And blemish Cæsar's triumph. Let him take

Enter ANTONY and Eros.
thee,
And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians: Ant. Eros, thou yet behold’st me?
Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot

Eros.

Ay, noble lord. Of'all thy sex: most monster-like, be shown Ant. Sometime we see a cloud that's dragonFor poor’st diminutives, for doits ;ť and let

ish ; (2) Patient Octavia plough thy visage up

A vapour sometime like a bear or lion, With her prepared nails. [Exit Cleo.] 'T is A tower'd citadel, a pendent rock, well thou 'rt gone,

A forked mountain, or blue promontory If it be well to live: but better 't were

With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, Thou fell’st into my fury, for one death

And mock our eyes with air: thou hast scen Might have prevented many.—Eros, ho!

these signs? The shirt of Nessus is upon me :-teach me, They are black vesper's pageants. Alcides, thou mine ancestor, thy rage:

EROS.

Ay, my lord. Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o' the moon; Ant. That which is now a horse, even with a And with those hands, that grasp'd the heaviest

thought club,

The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct, Subdue

my

worthiest self. The witch shall die ! As water is in water. To the young Roman boy she hath sold me, and Eros.

It does, my lord.
I fall

Ant. My good knave Eros, now thy captain is Under this plot: she dies for’t !-Eros, ho! Even such a body: here I am Antony;

[Exit. Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave.

(*) First folio, pannelled. Corrected by Hanmer.

(+) Old text, dolts. Corrected by Warburton. a 0, this false soul of Egypt! this grave charm,-) Mr. Collier's annotator would read,

“O, this false spell of Egypt, this great charm." Spell is very plausible ; but “ great charm" is infinitely less expressive and appropriate than “grave charm,” i.e. pernicious, deadly, fatal sorceress.

b — fast and loose,-) A cheating game similar to what is now

called pricking at the belt or girdle.

c Subdue my worthiest self. ] The commentators, excepting Hanmer, have not suspected any corruption here; but would Antony, in this hour of bitter remorse, speak of his "worthiest self"? He might have said, “my worthless self;" yet the context, "the witch shall die," makes it more probable he is thinking of Cleopatra, and that what the author wrote was, “ Subdue my worthless elf.Elf being synonymous with witch or fairy.

d - the boar of Thessaly-] The boar killed by Meleager, 0 - emboss'd.] See note (a), p. 228, Vol. I.

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my

once,

I made these wars for Egypt; and the queen,

Dido and her Æneas shall want troops, Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine ; And all the haunt be ours.—Come, Eros, Eros ! Which, whilst it was mine, had annex'd unto 't A million more, now lost,-she, Eros, has

Re-enter Eros. Pack'd cards with Cæsar,* and false-play'd my glory

Eros. What would lord ? Unto an enemy's triumph !

Ant.

Since Cleopatra died, Nay, weep not, gentle Èros; there is left us

I have liv’d in such dishonour, that the gods Ourselves to end ourselves.

Detest my baseness. I, that with

my

sword Quarter'd the world, and o’er green Neptune's

back Enter MARDIAN.

With ships made cities, condemn myself to lack

The courage of a woman ; less noble mind 0, thy vile lady!

Than she which by her death our Cæsar tells, She has robb'd me of my sword.

I am conqueror of myself. Thou art sworn, MAR. No, Antony;

Eros, My mistress lov'd thec, and her fortunes mingled

That, when the exigent should come, (which now With thine entirely.

Is come indeed) when I should see behind me Ant. Hence, saucy eunuch ; peace !

The inevitable prosecution of She hath betray'd me, and shall die the death.

Disgrace and horror, that, on my command, Mar, Death of one person can be paid but

Thou then wouldst kill me: do't; the time is

come: And that she has discharg’d. What thou wouldst

Thou strik'st not me, 't is Cæsar thou defeat'st. do

Put colour in thy cheek. Is done unto thy hand : the last she spake

Eros.

The gods withhold me! Was, Antony ! most noble Antony !

Shall I do that which all the Parthian darts, Then in the midst a tearing groan did break

Though enemy, lost aim, and could not? The name of Antony; it was divided

ANT.

Eros, Between her heart and lips: she render'd life,

Wouldst thou be window'd in great Rome, and Thy name so buried in her. ANT. Dead, then ?

Thy master thus with pleach'd arms, bending MAR.

Dead. Ant. Unarm, Eros; the long day's task is

His corrigible neck, his face subdu'd done,

To penetrative shame, whilst the wheel'd seat And we must sleep !—That thou depart’st hence

Of fortunate Cæsar, drawn before him, branded safe,

His baseness that ensu'd ? Does pay thy labour richly; go.—[Exit MANDIAN.]

Eros.

I would not see 't. Off, pluck off

Ant. Come then ; for with a wound I must be The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep

cur'd. The battery from my heart. O, cleave, my sides !

Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast Heart, once be stronger than thy continent,

worn Crack thy frail case ! -Apace, Eros, apace !

Most useful for thy country. No more a soldier :—bruised pieces, go;

EROS.

O, sir, pardon me! You have been nobly borne.—From me a while.

Ant. When I did make thee free, swor'st thou [Exit Eros.

not then I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and

To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once; Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now

Or thy precedent services are all All length is torture.—Since the torch is out,

But accidents unpurpos’d. Draw, and come. Lie down, and stray no farther. Now all labour

Eros. Turn from me, then, that noble counteMars what it does ; yea, very force entangles

nance, Itself with strength: seal then, and all is done!

Wherein the worship of the whole world lies. Eros !—I come, my queen :-Eros !-Stay for

Ant. Lo thee !

[Turning from him. Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in

Eros. My sword is drawn.
ANT.

Then let it do at once hand, And with our sprightly port make the ghosts

The thing why thou hast drawn it.
Eros.

My dear master, gaze :

My captain, and my emperor, let me say, (*) First folio, Cæsars.

Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell.

see

down

me:

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