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To taunt at slackness. · Canidius, we


Who's his lieutenant, hear you? Will fight with him by sea.

Sold. They say, one Taurus.
By sea! What else? Can.

Well I know the man.
Can. Why will my lord do so ?
For 7 he dares us to't.

Enter a Messenger.
Eno. So hath my lord dar'd him to single fight. Mess. The emperor calls for Canidius.

Can. Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharsalia, Can. With news the time's with labour; and Where Cæsar fought with Pompey: But these offers,

throes forth 4, Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes off ;

Each minute, some.

[Exeunt. And so should you. Eno.

Your ships are not well mann'd: SCENE VIII. - A Plain near Actium. Your mariners are muleteers, reapers, people

Enter CÆSAR, Taurus, Officers, and others. Ingross'd by swift impress 8; in Cæsar's fleet Are those, that often have 'gainst Pompey fought:

Cæs. Taurus, – Their ships are yare 9; yours, heavy. No disgrace


My lord. Shall fall you for refusing him at sea,

Cæs. Strike not by land; keep whole : Being prepar'd for land.

Provoke not battle, till we have done at sea.
By sea, by sea.

Do not exceed the prescript of this scroll :
Eno. Most worthy sir, you therein throw away

Our fortune lies upon this jump. 5 [Exeunt. The absolute soldiership you have by land;

Distract your army, which doth most consist
Of war-mark'd footmen; leave unexecuted

Ant. Set we our squadrons on yon' side o'the hill,
Your own renowned knowledge; quite forego In eye of Cæsar's battle ; from which place
The way which promises assurance: and

We may the number of the ships behold, Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard,

And so proceed accordingly.

(Exeunt. From firm security. Ant. I'll fight at sea.

Enter Canidius, marching with his Land Army one Cleo. I have sixty sails !, Cæsar none better.

Way over the Stage; and TAURUS, the Lieutenant Ant. Our overplus of shipping will we burn;

of Cæsar, the other Way. After their going in,

is heard the noise of a Sea-Fight. And, with the rest full-mann'd from the head of Actium

Alarum. Re-enter ENOBARBUS. Beat the approaching Cæsar. But if we fail,

Eno. Naught, naught, all naught! I can behold Enter a Messenger.

no longer :

The Antoniad 6, the Egyptian admiral,
We then can do't at land. -Thy business?
Mess. The news is true, my lord; he is descried; With

all their
sixty, fly, and turn the

rudder ; Cæsar has taken Toryne.

To see't, mine eyes are blasted. Ant. Can he be there in person? 'tis impossible;

Enter SCARUS. Strange, that his power should be. — Canidius,


Gods, and goddesses,
Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by land,
And our twelve thousand horse: - We'll to our

All the whole synod of them!

What's thy passion ? ship;

Scar. The greater cantle 7 of the world is lost Enter a Soldier.

With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away

Kingdoms and provinces. Away, my Thetis ! ? — How now, worthy soldier ?


How appears the fight? Sold. O noble emperor, do not fight by sea;

Scar. On our side like the token'd 8 pestilence, Trust not to rotten planks : Do you misdoubt

Where death is sure. Yon' ribald-rid nag of Egypt, This sword, and these my wounds ? Let the

Whom leprosy o'ertake! i' the midst o'the fight, Egyptians, And the Phænicians, go a ducking; we

When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd,

Both as the same, or rather ours the elder,
Have used to conquer, standing on the earth,

The brize' upon her, like a cow in June,
And fighting foot to foot.
Well, well, away.

Hoists sails, and Alies.

That I beheld: mine eyes [Ereunt Antony, Cleopatra, and Eno- Did sicken at the sight on't, and could not

Endure a further view.
Sold. By Hercules, I think, I am i' the right.
Can. Soldier, thou art: but his whole action grows The noble ruin of her magick, Antony,


She once being loof'd?, Not in the power on't: So our leader's led, And we are women's men.

Claps on his sea-wing, and like a doting mallard,

Leaving the fight in height, Aies after her: Sold.

You keep by land

I never saw an action of such shame; The legions and the horse whole, do you not ?

Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before Can. Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius,

Did violate so itself. Publicola, and Cælius, are for sea :

Eno. But we keep whole by land. This speed of Cæsar's

Alack, alack !
Carries 3 beyond belief.

While he was yet in Rome,

Can. Our fortune on the sea is out of breath, His power went out in such distractions, as

And sinks most lamentably. Had our general Beguil'd all spies.

& Spotted. The gad-fly that stings cattle. Cleopatra.


* Brings forth. 5 Hazard. 6 Name of Cleopatra's ship. ; Because | Pressed in haste.

3 Goes.

? Brought close to the wind.

I Ships.

9 Ready

7 Corner


Been what he knew himself, it had gone well : Cleo. Ali, stand by.
O, he has given example for our fight,

Eros. The queen, my lord, the queen.
Most grossly, by his own.

Iras. Go to bim, madam, speak to him ; Eno. Ay, are you thereabouts? Why then, good He is unqualitied 6 with very shame. night

Cleo. Well then. - Sustain me:-0! Indeed.

[Aside. Eros. Most noble sir, arise; the queen apCan. Towards Peloponnesus are they fled.

proaches; Scar. 'Tis easy to't; and there I will attend Her head's declin'd, and death will seize her ; but ? What further comes.

Your comfort makes the rescue.

To Cæsar will I render Ant. I have offended reputation ;
My legions, and my horse ; six kings already A most unnoble swerving.
Show me the way of yielding.


Sir, the queen. Eno.

I'll yet follow Ant. O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See, The wounded chance of Antony, though my reason How I convey my shame out of thine eyes Sits in the wind against me.

[Exeunt. By looking back on what I have left behind

'Stroy'd in dishonour. SCENE IX. — Alexandria. A Room in the Cleo.

O my lord, my lord!

Forgive my fearful sails! I little thought,
Enter ANTONY and Attendants.

You would have follow'd.

Egypt, thou knew'st too well, Ant. Hark, the land bids me tread no more My heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings, upon't,

And thou shouldst tow me after : 'O'er my spirit It is asham'd to bear me! Friends, come hither,

Thy full supremacy thou knew'st; and that
I ain so lated in the world, that I
Have lost my way for ever :- - I have a ship

Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods

Command me. Laded with gold take that, divide it : fly,

O, my pardon. And make your peace with Cæsar.

Now I must Att.

Fly! not we.
Ant. I have fled myself; and have instructed And palter in the shifts of lowness; who

To the young man send humble treaties, dodge cowards To run, and show their shoulders. — Friends, be Making, and marring fortunes. "You did know

With half the bulk o' the world play'd as I pleasid gone; I have myself resolved upon a course,

How much you were my conqueror; and that Which has no need of you; be gone :

My sword, made weak by my affection, would

Obey it on all cause. My treasure's in the harbour, take it. - 0,

Cleo. I follow'd that I blush to look upon :

O pardon, pardon.

Ant. Fall not a tear, I say: one of them rates e My very hairs do mutiny; for the white

All that is won and lost : Give me a kiss; Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them

Even this repays me. For fear and doting. — Friends, be gone ; you shall Is he come back ? - Love, I am full of lead :

We sent our schoolmaster Have letters from me to some friends, that will

Some wine, within there, and our viands: — ForSweep your way for you. Pray you, look not sad,

tune knows, Nor make replies of loathness : take the hint

We scorn her most, when most she offers blows. Which my despair proclaims; let that be left

[Exeunt. Which leaves itself: to the sea-side straightway : I will possess you of that ship and treasure.

SCENE X. - Cæsar's Camp in Egypt. I pray, a little; 'pray you now:Nay, do so; for, indeed, I have lost command, Enter CÆSAR, DOLABELLA, THYREUS, and others. Therefore I pray you :

- I'll

you by and by.
(Sits down.

Cæs. Let him appear that's come from Antony.

Know you him? Enter Eros, and CLEOPATRA, led by Charmian and Dol.

Cæsar, 'tis his schoolmaster; IRAS.

An argument that he is pluck’d, when hither Eros. Nay, gentle madam, to him: Comfort He sends so poor a pinion of his wing, him.

Which had superfluous kings for messengers,
Iras. Do, most dear queen.

Not many moons gone by.
Char. Do! Why, what else?
Cleo. Let me sit down. 0 Juno!

Ant. No, no, no, no, no.


Approach, and speak. Eros. See you here, sir ?

Eup. Such as I am, I come from Antony: Ant. O fye, fye, fye.

I was of late as petty to his ends, Char. Madam,

As is the morn-dew on the myrtle leaf Iras. Madam ; O good empress !

To his grand sea. Eros. Sir, sir,


Be it so; Declare thine office. Ant. Yes, my lord, yes ; – He4, at Philippi, kept Eup. Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and His sword even like a dancer; while I struck Requires to live in Egypt : which not granted, The lean and wrinkled Cassius : and 'twas I, He lessens his requests: and to thee sues, That the mad Brutus ended : he alone

To let him breathe between the heavens and earth, Dealt on lieutenantry", and no practice had A private man in Athens : This for him. In the brave squares of war: Yet now — No matter. Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness ; 3 Belated, benighted.

4 Cæsar.

6 Divested of his faculties. ? Unless. & Equals in value 5 Fought by his officers

9 Euphronius, schoolmaster to Antony's children

Leave me,

The queen

Submits her to thy Inight; and of thee craves And answer me declin'd”, sword against sword, The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs,

Ourselves alone : I'll write it ; follow me. Now hazarded to thy grace.


For Antony,

Eno. Yes, like enough, high-battled Cæsar will I have no ears to his request.

Unstate his happiness, and be stag'd to the show, Of audience, nor desire, shall fail ; so she

Against a sworder. — I see, men's judgments are From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend, A parcel 6 of their fortunes ; and things outward Or take his life there: This if she perform, Do draw the inward quality after them, She shall not sue unheard. So to them both. To suffer all alike. That he should dream, Eup. Fortune pursue thee !

Knowing all measures, the full Cæsar will Cæs.

Bring him through the bands. Answer his emptiness; - Cæsar, thou hast subdu'd!

[Erit EUPHRONIUS. His judgment too. To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Despatch ;

Enter an Attendant.
From Antony win Cleopatra: promise,


A messenger from Cæsar. And in our name, what she requires ; add more, Cleo. What, no more ceremony ? - See, my From thine invention, offers : women are not,

women! In their best fortunes, strong; but want will perjure Against the blown rose may they stop their nose, The ne'er touch'd vestal: Try thycunning, Thyreus; That kneelid unto the buds. Admit him, sir. Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we

Eno. Mine honesty, and I, begin to square. 7 Will answer as a law.

(Aside. Thyr. Cæsar, I go.

The loyalty, well held to fools, does make Cæs. Observe how Antony becomes his flaw?; Our faith mere folly: - Yet, he that can endure And what thou think'st his very action speaks To follow with allegiance a fallen lord, In every power that moves.

Does conquer him that did his master conquer, Thyr. Cæsar, I shall. (Exeunt. And earns a place i' the story.

Enter THYREUS. SCENE XI.- Alexandria. A Room in the Palace.


Cæsar's will ?
Enter CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARXIAN, and Thyr. Hear it apart.


None but friends ; say boldly. Cleo. What shall we do, Enobarbus ?

Thyr. So, haply, are they friends to Antony. Eno.

Think, and die.

Eno. He needs as many, sir, as Cæsar has;

Or needs not us. Cleo. Is ntony, or we, in fault for this ?

If Cæsar please, our master Eno. Antony only, that would make his will

Will leap to be his friend : For us, you know, Lord of his reason. What although you fled

Whose he is, we are ; and that's Cæsar's.

Thyr. From that great face of war, whose several ranges

So. Frighted each other? why should he follow?

Thus then, thou most renown'á; Cæsar entreats, The itch of his affection should not then

Not to consider in what case thou stand'st, Have nick'd his captainship; at such a point,

Further than he is Cæsar. When half to half the world oppos'd, he being


Go on : Right royal. The mered question 3: 'Twas a shame no less

Thyr. He knows, that you embrace not Antony Than was his loss, to course your flying flags,

As you did love, but as you fear'd him. And leave his navy gazing.


0! Cleo. Priythee, peace.

Thyr. The scars upon your honour, therefore, he

Does pity, as constrained blemishes.

Not as desery'd.
Ant. Is this his answer?


He is a god, and knows
Ay, my lord.

What is most right: Mine honour was not yielded, Ant.

But conquer'd merely.

Eno. Shall then have courtesy, so she will yield

To be sure of that, [Aside.

I will ask Antony. — Sir, sir, thou’rt so leaky, Eup. He says so.

That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for
Let her know it. -
Thy dearest quit thee.

(Erit ENOBARBUS. To the boy Cæsar send this grizzled head,


Shall I say to Cæsar And he will fill thy wishes to the brim

What you require of him ? for he partly begs With principalities.

To be desir'd to give. It much would please him, Cleo. That head, my lord ?

That of his fortunes you should make a staff Ant. To him again ; Tell him he wears the rose To lean upon : but it would warm his spirits, Of youth upon him ; from which the world should To hear from me you had left Antony,

And put yourself under his shrowd,
Something particular : bis coin, ships, legions,

The universal landlord.

What's your name?
May be a coward's; whose ministers would prevail
Under the service of a child, as soon

Thyr. My name is Thyreus.

Most kind messenger,
As i' the command of Cæsar : I dare him therefore
To lay his gay caparisons apart,

Say to great Cæsar this, In disputation 8

I kiss his conquering hand : tell him I am prompt 1 Diadem, the crown. 9 Conforms himself to this breach of his fortune,

To lay my crown at his feet, and there to kneel : 3 The only cause of dispute.

5 In age and power. Are of a piece with them. 7 Quarrel. • Circumstances of splendour.

Supposed to be an error for deputation, i. e. by proxy.

The queen

Us up.

Tell him, from his all-obeying 'breath I hear I have savage cause;
The doom of Egypt.

And to proclaim it civilly, were like

'Tis your noblest course. A halter'd neck, which does the hangman thank Wisdom and fortune combating together,

For being yare 7 about him. - Is he whipp'd? If that the former dare but what it can, No chance may shake it. Give me grace ' to lay

Re-enter Attendants, with THYREUS. My duty on your hand.

1 Att. Soundly, my lord. Cleo. Your Cæsar's father

Ant. Cry'd he? and begg'd he pardon? Oft, when he hath mus'd of taking kingdoms in?, 1 Att. He did ask favour. Bestow'd his lips on that unworthy place,

Ant. If that thy father live, let him repent As it rain'd kisses.

Thou was not made his daughter; and be thou sorry Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.

To follow Cæsar in his triumph, since

Thou hast been whipp'd for following him : hence Ant. Favours, by Jove that thunders!

forth, What art thou, fellow ?

The white hand of a lady fever thee, Thyr.

One, that but performs Shake thou to look on't. — Get thee back to Cæsar, The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest

Tell him thy entertainment: Look, thou say, To have command obey'd.

He makes me angry with bim : for he seems Eno. You will be whipp'd.

Proud and disdainful; harping on what I am; Ant. Approach, there : — Ay, you kite! — Now Not what he knew I was : He makes me angry; gods and devils !

And at this time most easy 'tis to do't ; Authority melts from me: Of late, when I cry'd, Ho! When my good stars, that were my former guides, Like boys unto a muss 3, kings would start forth, Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires And cry, Your will ? Have you no ears ? I am Into the abysm of hell. If he mislike

My speech, and what is done; tell him, he has Enter Attendants.

Hipparchus, my enfranchis’d bondman, whom Antony yet. Take hence this Jack 4, and whip him. He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture,

Eno. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp, As he shall like, to quit 8 me: Urge it thou: Than with an old one dying.

Hence, with thy stripes, begone. (Exit Turkeus. Ant.

Moon and stars ! Cleo. Have you done yet? Whip him :- Were't twenty of the greatest tribu- Ant.

Alack, our terrene 9 moon taries

Is now eclips'd; and it portends alone
That do acknowledge Cæsar, should I find them The fall of Antony !
So saucy with the hand of she here, (What's her name Cleo.

I must stay his time.
Since she was Cleopatra ?) - Whip him, fellows, Ant. To Aatter Cæsar, would you mingle eyes
Till, like a boy, you see him cringe his face, With one that ties his points ?
And whine aloud for mercy: Take him hence.


Not know me yet? Thyr. Mark Antony,

Ant. Cold-hearted toward me?
Tug him away : being whipp'd,

Bring him again : - This Jack of Cæsar's shall From my cold heart let heaven engender hail,
Bear us an errand to him.

And poison it in the source; and the first stone (Exeunt Attend. with THYREUS. Drop in my neck : as it determines ', so You were half blasted ere I knew you : - Ha! Dissolve my life! The next Cæsarion 2 smite! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome, Till, by degrees, the memory of myself, Forborne the getting of a lawful race,

Together with my brave Egyptians all, And by a gem of women, to be abus'd

By the discandying 3 of this pelleted storm, By one that looks on feeders ? 5

Lie graveless; till the flies and gnats of Nile Cleo.

Good my lord, - Have buried them for prey ! Ant. You have been a boggler ever :

Ant. But when we in our viciousness grow hard, Cæsar sits down in Alexandria ; where (O misery on't!) the wise gods seel 6 our eyes; I will oppose his fate. Our force by land In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us Hath nobly held; our sever'd navy too Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut Have knit again, and fleet * threatening most sez To our confusion.

like. Cleo.

0, is it come to this? Where hast thou been, my heart ? – Dost thou hear, Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon

Dead Cæsar's trencher : nay, you were a fragment | If from the field I shall return once more
Of Cneius Pompey's; besides what hotter hours, To kiss these lips, I will appear in blood;
Unregister'd in vulgar fame, you have

I and my sword will earn our chronicle ;
Luxuriously pick'd out: – For, I am sure, There is hope in it yet.
Though you can guess what temperance should be, Cleo.
You know not what it is.

Ant. I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, breath'd, Cleo.

Wherefore is this? And fight maliciously: for when mine hours Ant. To let a fellow that will take rewards, Were nice 5 and lucky, men did ransome lives And say, God quit you ! be familiar with

Of me for jests; but now, I'll set my teeth, My playfellow, your hand; this kingly seal, And send to darkness all that stop me. — Come, And plighter of high hearts!

Let's have one other gaudy night: call to me 9 Obeyed. I Grant me the favour, 2 Conquering. 7 Ready, handy. 8 Requite.

9 Earthly, * A term of contempt.

1 Dissolves. > Servants.

Ah, dear, if I be som

I am satisfied.

That's my brave lord!

: Her son by Julius


. 5 Trilling

3 Melting.

3 Scramble,

6 Close up.

• Float.

All my sad captains, fill our bowls; once more I'll make death love me; for I will contend
Let's mock the midnight bell.

Even with his pestilent scythe.
It is my birth-day :

[Ereunt Antony, CLEOPATRA, and I had thought to have held it poor; but, since my lord

Attendants, Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra.

Eno. Now he'll out-stare the lightning. To be Ant. We'll yet do well.

furious Cleo. Call all his noble captains to my lord. Is, to be frighted out of fear : and in that mood, Ant. Do so, we'll speak to them; and to-night | The dove will peck the estridge ? ; and I see still, I'll force

A diminution in our captain's brain The wine peep through their scars. — Come on, my Restores his heart: When valour preys on reason, queen;

It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek There's sap in't yet. The next time I do fight, Some way to leave him,



SCENE I. Cæsar's Camp at Alexandria. Cleo.

What means this?

Eno. 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which sorrow Enter CÆSAR, reading a Letter; AGRIPPA, ME


[Aside. CÆNAS, and others.

Out of the mind. Cæs. He calls me, boy; and chides, as he had


And thou art honest too,

I wish I could be made so many men ; power To beat me out of Egypt: my messenger

And all of you clapp'd up together in He hath whipp'd with rods ; dares me to personal An Antony ; that I might do you service, combat,

So good as you have done. Cæsar to Antony : Let the old ruffian know,


The gods forbid ! I have many other ways to die; mean time,

Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night: Laugh at his challenge.

Scant not my cups; and make as much of me, Mec. Cæsar must think,

As when mine empire was your fellow too, When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted

And suffer'd

my command. Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now


What does he mean? Make boot 6 of his distraction : Never anger

Eno. To make his followers weep. Made good guard for itself.


Tend me to-night. Cæs.

Let our best heads

May be, it is the period of your duty: Know, that to morrow the last of many battles

Haply, you shall not see me more; or if, We mean to fight :— Within our files there are,

A mangled shadow : perchance to-morrow Of those that serv'd Mark Antony but late,

You'll serve another master. I look on you, Enough to fetch him in. See it be done;

As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends, And feast the army: we have store to do't,

I turn you not away; but, like a master And they have earn'd the waste. Poor Antony !

Married to your good service, stay till death : [Ereunt. Tend me to-night two hours, I ask no more,

And the gods yield 8 you for't! SCENE II. Alexandria. A Room in the Eno.

What mean you, sir, Palace.

To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep;

And I, an ass, am onion-eyed; for shame,
Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHAR- Transform us not to women.
MAN, IRAS, ALEXAs, and others.


Ho, ho, ho ! Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius.

Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus ! Eno.

No. Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty Ant. Why should be not?

friends, Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better You take me in too dolorous a sense ; fortune,

I spake to you for your comfort: did desire you He is twenty men to one.

To burn this night with torches : Know, my hearts, Ant. To-morrow, soldier,

I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you, By sea and land I'll fight: or I will live,

Where rather I'll expect victorious life, Or bathe my dying honour in the blood

Than death and honour. Let's to supper ; come, Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well ?

And drown consideration.

[Exeunt. Eno. I'll strike ; and cry, Take all. Ant. Well said ; come on.

SCENE III. – Before the Palace. Call forth my household servants ; let's to-night

Enter two Soldiers to their Guards.

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

2 Sold. It will determine one way : fare you well. Be bounteous at our meal. - Give me thy hand, Heard you of nothing strange about the streets ? Thou hast been rightly honest ; so hast thou; - 1 Sold. Nothing: What news ? And thou, — and thou, - and thou ; - you have 2 Sold.

Belike, 'tis but a rumour : serv'd me well,

Good night to you. And kings have been your fellows.

Well, sir, good night, 6 Take advantage.

1 Sold.

7 Ostrich.

8 Reward.

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