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Eno. He needs as many, sir, as Cæsar has ; Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome, Or needs not us. If Cæsar please, our master Forborne the getting of a lawful race, Will leap to be bis friend: For us, you know, And by a gem of women, to be abus'd Whose he is, we are ; and that's, Cæsar's.
By one that looks on feeders ? Thyr.
Good my lord, Thus then, thou most renown'd; Cæsar entreats, Ant. You have been a boggler ever :Not to consider in what case thou stand'st,
But when we in our viciousness grow hard, Further than he is Cæsar.
(O misery on't!) the wise gods seel our eyes; Cleo.
Go on: Right royal. In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us Thyr. He knows, that you embrace not Antony Adore our errors; laugh at us, while we strut As you did love, but as you fear'd him.
To our confusion.
0, is it come to this ? Thyr. The scars upon your honour, therefore, he Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon Does pity as constrained blemishes,
Dead Cæsar's trencher: nay, you were a fragment Not as desery'd.
of Cneias Pompey's; besides what hotter hours, Cleo. He is a god, and knows
Unregister'd in volgar fame, you have What is most right: Mine honour was not yielded, Luxuriously pick'd out :-Por, I am sure, But conquer'd merely,
Though you can guess what temperance should be, Eno.
To be sure of that, (A side.) | You know not what it is. I will ask Antony.-Sir, sir, thou’rt so leaky, Cleo.
Wherefore is this? That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for
Ant. To let a fellow that will take rewards, Thy dearest quit thee.
[Exit Enobarbus. And say, God quit you! be familiar with Thyr.
Shall I say to Cæsar My play fellow, your hand; this kingly seal,
The horned herd! for I have savage cause ;
A halter'd neck, which does the hangman thank And put yourself ander his shroud,
For being yare about him. Is he whipp'd ?
Re-enter Attendants with THYREUS.
1 Alt, Soundly, my lord. Cleo. Most kind messenger,
Cry'd he? and begg'd he pardon? Say to great Cæsar this; In disputation I kiss bis conqu’ring hand : tell him, I am prompt Thoa wast not
made his daughter; and be thou 1 Att. He did ask favour.
Ant. If that thy father live, let him repent To lay my crown at his feet, and there to kneel : Tell hiin, from bis all-obeying breath I hear To follow Cæsar in his triumph, since (sorry The doom of Egypt.
Thou hast been whipp'd for following him: henceThyr.
'Tis your noblest course. The white hand of a lady fever thee, (forth, Wisdom and fortune combating together,
Shake thou to look on't.-Get thee back to Cæsar, If that the former dare but what it can,
Tell him thy entertainment: Look, thou say, No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay He makes me angry with him: for he seems My duty on your hand,
Proud and disdainful ; harping on what I am; Cleo.
Your Cæsar's father Not wbat he knew I was: He makes me angry ; Oft, when he hath mus'd of taking kingdoms in, And at this time most easy 'tis to do't; Bestow'd his lips on that unworthy place, When my good stars, that were my former guides, As it rain's kisses.
Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.
Into the abysm of bell. If he mislike Ant.
Favours, by Jove that thunders! My speech, and what is done ; tell him, he has What art thon, fellow?
Hipparchus, my enfranchis'd bondman, whom Thyr. One, that but performs
He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture, The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
As he shall like, to quit me: Urge it thou :
Hence, with thy stripes, begone. To have command obey'd.
[Exit Thyreus, Eno.
You will be whipp'd.
Cleo. Have you done yet?
Alack, our terrene moon gods and devils :
The fall of Antony! Authority melts from me: Of late, when I cry'd, ho!
I must stay his time. Like boys unto a muss, kings would start förth,
Ant. To flatter Cæsar, would you mingle eyes And cry, Your will? Have you no ears? I am
With one that ties his points ?
Not know me yet? Antony yet. Take hence this Jack, and whip him. Ant. Cold-hearted toward me? Eno. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp, Cleo.
Ah, dear, if I be so, Than with an old one dying.
From my cold heart let heaven engender bail, Ant.
Moon and stars! And poison it in the source; and the first stone Wbip bim :-Were't twenty of the greatest tribu- Drop in my neck : as it determines, so taries
Dissolve my life! The next Cæsarion smite ! That do acknowledge Cæsar, should I find them Till, by degrees, the memory of my womb, So saucy with the hand of she bere, (What's her Together with my brave Egyptians all, name,
By the discandying of this pelleted storm, Since she was Cleopatra ?)—Whip him, fellows, Líe graveless; till the fies and goats of Nile Till, like a boy, you see him cringe his face, Have buried them for prey! And whine aloud for mercy: Take bim bence. Ant.
I am satisfied. Thyr. Mark Antony,
Cæsar sits down in Alexandria; where Ant.
Tag him away: being whipp'd, I will oppose his fate. Our force by land Bring bim again :- This Jack of Cæsar's shall Hath nobly held ; onr sever'd navy too Bear us an errand to him.
Haveknit again, and fleet, threat'ning most sea-like. [Exeunt Attend. with Thyr. Where hast thou been, my beart ?-Dost thou hear, You were balf blasted ere I knew you :-Ha?
If from the field I shall return once more
And thoa,and thou,--and thou :-You have To kiss these lips, I will appear in blood;
serr'd me well, I and my sword will earn our chronicle;
And kings have been your fellows. There is hope in it yet.
What means this! Cleo.
That's my brave lord! Eno. 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which sorrow Ant. I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, breath'd,
(Aside.) And fight maliciously: for when mine hours Out of the mind. Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives
And thou art honest too.
The gods forbid ! Cleo.
It is my birth-day: Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night; I bad thought, to have held it poor ; but, since my Scant not my cups; and make as much of me, Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra. [lord | As when mine empire was your fellow too, Ant. We'll yet do well.
And saffer'd my command. Cleo. Call all his noble captains to my lord. Cleo.
What does be mean! Ant. Do so, we'll speak to them; and to-night
Eno. To make his followers weep:
Tend me to-night;
You'll serve another master. I look on you, [Exeuni Antony, Cleopatra, and Attendants. As one that takes his leave. Mine bonest friends, Eno. Now he'll out-stare the lightning. To be I turn you not away; but, like a master furious,
Married to your good service, stay till death: Is, to be frighted out of fear : and, in that mood, Teud me to-nighi two hours, I ask no more, The dove will peck the estridge ; and I see still, And the gods yield you for't! A dimination in our eaptain's brain
What mean you, sir,
[Exit. Transform us not to women.
Ho, ho, ho !
Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus !
friends, MECÆNAS, and others.
You take me in too dolorous a sense : Cæs. He calls me boy; and chides, as he had spake to you for your comfort; did desire you
To burn this night with torches: Know, my bearis, power To beat me out of Egypt: my messenger
I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you, He hath whipp'd with rods ; "dares me to personal Than death and honour. Let's to supper; come,
Where rather I'll expect victorious life, combat, Cæsar to Antony: Let the old ruflian know,
And drown consideration.
[Breunt. I have many other ways to die; mean time,
SCENE JII.—The same. Before the Palace, Laugh at his challenge.
Enter two Soldiers, to their Guard.
1 Sold. Brother, good night: to morrow is the day. When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted 2 Sold. It will determine one way: fare you well. Even to falling: Give him no breath, but now Heard you of nothing strange about the streets! Make boot of bis distraction: Never anger
1 Sold. Nothing: What news? Made good guard for itself.
Belike, 'tis but a rumour: Cæs.
Let our best heads
Good night to you. Know, that to-morrow the last of many battles I Sold.
Well, sir, good night, We mean to fight :-Within our files there are
Enter Two other Soldiers. Of those, that serv'd Mark Antony but late,
Soldiers, Enough to fetch him in. See it be done ;
Have careful watch. And feast the army: we bave store to do't,
3 Sold. And you: Good night, good night. And they bave earn'd the waste. Poor Antony !
(The first two place themselves at their posts.) [Exeunt.
4 Sold. Here we: "(they take their posts.) and if SCENE II.-Alexandria. A Room in the palace.
Our landmen will stand up.
'Tis a brave armay, Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius. Eno.
No. And full of purpose. Ant. Why should he not?
(Music of hautboys under the stage.)
4 Sold. Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better
Peace, what noise ? He is twenty men to one.
List, list! Ant. To-morrow, soldier,
2 Sold. Hark!
1 Sold. Music i'the air. By sea and land I'll fight; or I will live, Or bathe my dying honour in the blood
Under the earth. Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well?
It sigos well,
[mean? Call forth my household servants; let's to-night
Peace, I say. What should this
2 Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony lord, Enter Servants.
Now leaves him. Be bounteous at our meal.-Give me thy hand, 1 Sold. Walk ; let's see if other watchmen Thou bast been rightly honest;—so hast thou ; Do bear what we do. (They advance to another post.)
Who's gone this morning? Sold. How now? Sold.
Who? How now ? do you hear this ?
One ever near thee: Call for Enobarbus, (Several speaking together.) He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp 1 Sold.
Ay; Is't not strange? Say, I am none of thine. 3 Sold. Do you hear, masters? do you hear ! Ant.
What say'st thou? 1 Sold. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter; Sold.
Sir, Let's 's see how't will give off.
He is with Cæsar. Sold. (Several speaking.) Content: 'Tis strange. Eros.
Sir, his chests and treasure [Exeunt. He has not with him. Ant.
Is he gone? Scene IV.—The same. A Room in the Palace.
Most certain. Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA; CHARMIAN, and
Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; others, attending.
Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to bim Ant. Eros! mine armoar, Eros !
(I will subscribe) gentle adieus, and greetings : Cleo.
Sleep a little. Say, that I wish he never find more cause
To change a master.—0, my fortunes bave
Corrupted honest men :-Eros, despatch. [Exeunt.
SCENE VI.-Cæsar's Camp before Alexandria. Come, my good fellow, put thine iron on :If fortune be not ours to-day, it is
Flourish. Enter CÆSAR, with AGRIPPA, Because we brave ber.-Come.
ENOBARBUS, and others. Cleo,
Nay, I'll help too. Cæs. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight: What's this for?
Our will is, Antony be took alive ; Ant.
Ab, let be, let be! thou art | Make it so known.
Cleo. Sooth, la, I'll help: Thus it must be. Cæs. The time of universal peace is near :
Well, well; Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd world
Enter a Messenger.
Is come into the field.
Go, charge Agrippa : He that unbuckles this, till we do please
Plant those that have revolted in the van, To doff't for our repose, shall hear a storm.
That Antony may seem to spend his fury Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen's a squire
(Exeunt Cæsar and his Train.) More tight at this, than thou: Despatch.-0 love,
Eno. Alexas did revolt; and went to Jewry,
Great Herod to incline himself to Cæsar,
And leave his master Antony: for this pains,
No honourable trust. I have done ill; And go to it with delight.
Of which I do accuse myself so sorely, 1 Off.
A thousand, sir, That I will joy no more. Early thongh it be, have on their riveted trim,
Enter a Soldier of Cæsar's. And at the port expect you. (Shout. Trumpets. Flourish.) Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with
His bounty overplus; The messenger
'Tis well blown, lads.
Unloading of his mules.
Eno. I give it you. This morning, like the spirit of a youth
Mock me not, Enobarbus. That means to be of note, begius betimes.
I tell you true : Best that you saf'd the bringer So, so; come, give me that: this way; well said.
Out of the host; I must attend mine office, Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me: Or would have done't myself. Your emperor This is a soldier's kiss, rebukable, (Kisses her.) Continues still a Jove.
[Exit Soldier. And worthy shameful check it were, to stand
Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth, On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee
And feel I am so most. O Antony, Now, like a man of steel.-You, that will fight,
Thou mine of bounty, bow wouldst thou have paid Follow me close; I'll bring you to't.-Adieu.
My better service, when my turpitude (Exeunt Antony, Eros, Officers, and Soldiers. Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my heart: Char. Please yon, retire to your chamber?
If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean Cleo.
Shalloutstrike thought: but thought will do't, I feel. He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might I fight against thee?
—No: I will go seek Determine this great war in single fight!
Some diich, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits Then, Antony-But now,-Well, on. [Exeunt.
My latter part of life.
[Exit. SCENE V.-Antony's Camp near Alexandria.
Scene VII.--Field of Battle between the Camps. Trumpets sound. Enter ANTONY and EROS; a
Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA, Soldier meeting them.
and others. Sold. The gods make this a happy day to An,
Agr. Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far: tony!
[prevail'd Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression Ant. 'Would, thou and those thy scars had once
Exceeds what we expected.
(Exeunt. To make me fight at land ! Sold.
Had'st thou done so,
Alarm. Enter ANTONY and SCARUS, wounded. The kings that have revolted, and the soldier Scar. O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed! That has this morning left thee, would have still Had we done so at first, we had driven them home Follow'd thy heels.
With clouts about their heads.
Thou bleed'st apace.
Stand close, and list to bio. Scar. I bad a wound here that was like a T', Eno. Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon, But now 'tis made an H.
When men revolted shall upon record
Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbas did
Eno. O sovereiga mistress of true melancholy, Scar. Let us score their backs,
The poisonous damp of night disponge apon me; And snatch 'em up, as we take bares, behind;
That life, a very rebel to my will, 'Tis sport to maul a runner.
May hang no longer op me: Throw my heart Ant.
I will reward thee Against the flint and hardness of my fault;
And finish all foul thoughts. O Autony,
Forgive me in thine own particular;
But let the world rank me in register
(Dies.) Ant. We have beat him to his camp; Run one
Let's speak before,
To him. Andlet the queen know of our guests.-To-morrow, I Sold. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks Before the sun shall see us, we'll spill the blood
May concern Cæsar. That has to-day escap'd. I thank you all;
Let's do so. Bat he sleeps. For doughty-handed are you; and have fought 1 Sold. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his Not as you serv'd the cause, but as it had been
Was never yet for sleeping. Each man's like mine ; you have shewn all Hectors.
Go we to him. Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends, 3 Sold. Awake, awake, sir; speak to us. Tell them your feats; whilst they with joyful tears
Hear you, sir ! Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss 1 Sold. The hand of death bath raught him. The honour'd gashes wbole.-Give me thy hand;
Hark, the drums (Drums afar of.)
(To Scarus.) Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear bim Enter CLEOPATRA, attended.
To the court of guard; he is of note: our hour To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts,
Is fully out. Make her thanks bless thee.-Othou day o'the 3 Sold. Come on then; world,
He may recover yet. [Exeunt with the body. Chain mine arm'd neck; leap thou, attire and all,
Scene X.- Between the two Camps.
Enter ANTONY and SCARUS, with Forces marching, Cleo.
Lord of lords ! Ant. Their preparation is to-day by sea;
For both, my lord. Ant.
My nightingale, Ant. I would, they'd fight i'the fire, or in the air; We have beat them to their beds.' What, girl, We'd fight there too. But this it is; Our foot though grey
Upon the bills adjoining to the city, Do something
mingle with our brown ; yet have we Shall stay with us : order for sea is given; A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can They have put forth the haven: Farther on, Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man; Where their appointment we may best discover, Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand ; And look on their endeavour.
(Eseunt. Kiss it, my warrior : -He hath fought to-day,
Enter CÆSAR, and his Forces, marching. As if a god, in bate of mankind, had Destroy'd in such a shape.
Cæs. Bat being charg?d, we will be still by land, Cleo.
I'll give thee, friend,
Which, as I take't, we shall; for his best force An armour all of gold; it was a king's.
Is forth to man his gallies. To the vales, Ant. He has deserv'd it, were it carbuncled
And hold our best advantage.
[Ereant. Like holy Phæbus' car.-Give me thy hand;
Re-enter ANTONY and SCARUS. Through Alexandria make a jolly march;
Ant. Yet they're not join'd: Where yonder pine • Bear our hack'd targets like the men that owe them:
doth stand, Had our great palace the capacity
I shall discover all : I'll bring thee word To camp this host, we all would sup together; Straight, how 'tis like to go.
[Erit. And drink carouses to the next day's fate,
Swallows have built Which promises royal peril.— Trumpeters, In Cleopatra's sails their nests: the augurers With brazen din blast you the city's ear;
Say, they know uot,—they cannot tell;-look grimly, Make mingle with our rattling tabourines; And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony That heaven and earth may strike their sounds to- Is valiant, and dejected; and, by starts, gether,
His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear, Applauding our approach.
[Exeunt. Of wbat he has, and has not, Scene IX.-Cæsar's Camp.
Alarum afar off, as at a sea-fight. Sentinels on their posts. Enter ENOBARBUS.
Re-enter ANTONY. 1 Sold. If we be not reliev'd within this hour, Ant.
All is lost;
My feet hath yielded to the foe; and yonder By the second hour i'the morn.
They cast their caps up, and carouse together 2 Sold.
This last day was
Like friends long lost-Triple-turn'd whore! 'tis A shrewd one to us.
0, bear me witness, night,– Hast sold me to this novice; and my heart 3 Sold. What man is this?
Makes only wars on thee.-Bid them all ily;
For when I am reveng'd upon my oharm,
I made these wars for Egypt; and the queen,
I have done all :-Bid'them all fly, be gone. Whose heart, I thought, I had, for she had mine;
[Exit Scarus. Which, whilst it was mine, had annex'd anto't O san, thy aprise shall I see no more :
A million more, now lost,-she, Eros, has Fortune and Antony part here; even here
Pack'd cards with Cæsar, and false play'd my glory Do we shake hands.-All come to this ?- The hearts, Voto an enemy's triumph, That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave Nay, weep not, gentle Eros; there is left us Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets Ourselves to end ourselves._0, thy vile lady! On blossoming Cæsar; and this pine is bark’d,
Enter MARDIAN. That overtopp'd them all. Betray'd I am:
She hath robb'd me of my sword. O this false soul of Egypt! this grave charm,
No, Antony; Whose eye beck'd forth my wars, and calls them My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes mingled home;
With thine entirely. Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end,
Hence, saucy eanuch; peace; Like a right gipsy, bath, at fast and loose,
She bath betray'd me, and shall die the death. Beguild me to the very heart of loss.
Mar. Death of one person can be paid bat once; What, Eros, Eros !
And that she has discharg'd: Wbat thou would'st do, Enter CLEOPATRA.
Is done unto thy hand; the last she spake
Was, Antony ! 'most noble Antony!
it was divided
Then in the midst a tearing groan did break Ant. Vanish; or I shall give thee thy deserving, Between her heart and lips : She render'd life, And blemish Cæsar's triumph. Let him take thee, Thy name so buried in her. And hoist thee up to the shouting Plebeians :
Dead then? Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot
Dead. Of all thy sex; most monster-like, be shewa For poor'st diminutives, to dolts ; and let
Ant. Eros, unarın; the long day's task is done,
And we must sleep.That thou depart'st hence safe, Patient Octavia plough thy visage op
Does pay thy labour richly; Go.-off, pluck off ;With her prepared nails. [Exit Cleo.] 'Tis well
[Exit Mardian. thou'rt gone,
The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep If it be well to live: But better 'twere
The battery from my beart. O, cleave, my sides ! Thou sell'st into my fury, for one death
Heart, once be stronger than thy continent,
Crack thy frail case! -Apace, Eros, apace.Alcides, thou mine ancestor, thy rage :
No more a soldier :-Braised pieces, go; Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o'the moon ;
You have been nobly borne.-From me a while.And with those hands, that grasp'd the heaviest club, I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and
[Exit Eros. Subdae my worthiest self. The witch shall die; To the Roman boy she hath sold me, and I fall
Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now Under this plot: she dies for't.-Eros, ho! [Exit. Lie down, and stray no further : Now all labour
All length is torture:-Since the torch is out, Scene XI.-Alexandria. A Roone in the Palace. Mars what it does; yea, very force entangles Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and
Itself with strength : Seal then, and all is done.MARDIAN,
Eros!-I come, my queen :-Eros !-Stay for me:
Where souls do couchon flowers, we'll hand in hand, Cleo. Help me, my women! O, he is more mad
And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze : Than Telamon for his shield; the boar of Thessal y Dido and her Æneas shall want troops, Was never so emboss'd. Char. To the monument;
And all the haunt be ours.-Come, Eros, Eros! Therelock yourself, and send him word you are dead.
Re-enter Eros. The soul and body rive not more in parting,
Eros. What would my lord ? Than greatness going off.
Since Cleopatra died, Cleo.
To the monument: I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods Mardian, go tell bim I bave slain myself;
Detest my baseness. I, that with my sword Say, that the last I spoke was, Antony,
Quarter'd the world, and o'er green Neptune's back And word it, pr’ythee, piteously: Hence, With ships made cities, condemn myself, to lack Mardian; and bring me how he takes my death. The courage of a woman ; less noble mind To the monument.
[Exeunt. Than she, which, by her death, our Cæsar tells, SCENE XII.-The same. Another Room.
I am conqueror of myself. Thou art sworn, Eros,
That, when the exigent should come, (which now Enter ANTONY and Eros.
Is come, indeed) when I should see behind me Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me?
The inevitable prosecution of Eros.
Ay, noble lord. Disgrace and horror, that, on my command, Ant. Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish; Thon then would'st kill me: do't; the time is come; A vapoor, sometime, like a bear, or lion,
Thou strik'st not me, 'tis Cæsar thou defeat'st. A tower'd eitadel, a pendant rock,
Put colour in thy cheek. A forked mountain, or blue promontory
The gods withhold me! With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, Shall I do that, which all the Parthian darts, And mock our eyes with air: Thou hast seen these Though enemy, lost aim, and could not? signs;
Eros, They are black vesper's pageants.
Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and see Eros.
Ay, my lord. Thy master thus with pleach'd arms, bending down Ant. That, which is now a horse, even with a His corrigible neck, his face subdued thought,
To penetrative shame ; whilst the wheel'd seat The rack dislimns; and makes it indistinct, Of fortunate Cæsar, drawn before him, branded As water is in water.
His baseness that ensued ?
I would not see't. Ant. My good knave, Eros, now thy captain is Ant.Come then; for with a wound I must be car'd. Even such a body: here I am Antony;
Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast worn Yet cannot bold this visible shape, my koave. Most useful for tby country.