And all of you clapp'd up together in
An Antony; that I might do you service,
So good as you have done.

Serv. The gods forbid !

Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night: Scant not my cups; and make as much of me, As when mine empire was your fellow too, And suffer'd my command..

Cleo. What does he mean?

Eno. To make his followers weep.
Ant. Tend me to-night;

May be, it is the period of your duty:
Haply, you shall not see me more; or if,
A mangled shadow: perchance, to-morrow
You'll serve another master. I look on you,
As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,
I turn you not away; but, like a master
Married to your good service, stay till death:
Tend me to-night two hours, I ask no more,
And the gods yield you for❜t!

Eno. What mean you, sir,

To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep;
And I, an ass, am onion-ey'd: for shame,

Transform us not to women.

Ant. Ho, ho, ho!

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

Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty friends, You take me in too dolorous a sense:

I spake to you for your comfort: did desire you

To burn this night with torches: Know, my hearts,

I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you,
Where rather I'll expect victorious life,

Than death and honour. Let's to supper; come,
And drown consideration.

Good night to you.

1st Sold. Well, sir, good night.

SCENE III.-The same. Before the Palace.

Enter Two Soldiers, to their Guard.

1st Sold. Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day. 2d Sold. It will determine one way: fare you well. Heard you of nothing strange about the streets? 1st Sold. Nothing: What news?

2d Sold. Belike, 'tis but a rumour:

Enter two other Soldiers.

[Exeunt.

2d Sold. Soldiers,

Have careful watch.

3d Sold. And you: Good night, good night. [The first Two place themselves at their Posts. 4th Sold. Here we : [They take their posts.] and if to

morrow

Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope

Our landmen will stand

up. 3d Sold. 'Tis a brave army,

And full of purpose.

4th Sold. Peace, what noise?

[Musick of Hautboys under the Stage.

1st Sold. List, list!

2d Sold. Hark!

1st Sold. Musick i'the air.

3d Sold. Under the earth.

4th Sold. It signs well,

Does't not?

3d Sold. No.

1st Sold. Peace, I say. What should this mean ? 2d Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony lov'd, Now leaves him.

1st Sold. Walk; let's see if other watchmen

Do hear what we do.
2d Sold. How now, masters?
Sold. How now?

How now? do you hear this?

[They advance to another Post.

[Several speaking together.

1st Sold. Ay; Is't not strange? 3d Sold. Do you hear, masters? do you hear? 1st Sold. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter; Let's see how't will give off.

Sold. [Several speaking.] Content: 'Tis strange.

[Exeunt.

SCENE IV.--The same. A Room in the Palace.

Enter ANTONY, and CLEOPATRA; CHARMIAN, and Others, attending.

Ant. Eros! mine armour, Eros!

Cleo. Sleep a little.

Ant. No, my chuck.--Eros, come; mine armour, Eros!

Enter EROS, with Armour.

Come, my good fellow, put thine iron on:

If fortune be not ours to day, it is
Because we brave her.---Come.

Cleo. Nay, I'll help too. What's this for?

Ant. Ah, let be, let be! thou art

The armourer of my heart :---False, false; this, this. Cleo. Sooth, la, I'll help : Thus it must be.

Ant. Well, well;

We shall thrive now.---Seest thou, my good fellow ? Go, put on thy defences.

Eros. Briefly, sir.

Cleo. Is not this buckled well?

Ant. Rarely, rarely:

He that unbuckles this, till we do please

To doff't for our repose, shall hear a storm.---
Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen's a squire
More tight at this, than thou: Despatch.---O love,
That thou could'st see my wars to-day, and knew'st
The royal occupation! thou should'st see

Enter an Officer, armed.

A workman in't.---Good morrow to thee; welcome:
Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge:
To business that we love, we rise betime,
And go to it with delight.

1st Off. A thousand, sir,

Early though it be, have on their riveted trim,
And at the port expect you.

[Shout. Trumpets. Flourish.

Enter other Officers, and Soldiers.

2d Offi. The morn is fair.---Good morrow, general.

All. Good morrow, general.

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I

Ant. "Tis well blown, lads.

This morning, like the spirit of a youth

That means to be of note, begins betimes.---
So, so; come, give me that: this way; well said.
Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me :
This is a soldier's kiss: rebukable,

[Kisses her.

And worthy shameful eheck it were, to stand
On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee
Now, like a man of steel.---You, that will fight,
Follow me close; I'll bring you to't.---Adieu.

[Exeunt ANTONY, EROS, Officers, and Soldiers. Char. Please you, retire to your chamber? Cleo. Lead me.

He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might
Determine this great war in single fight!
Then, Antony,-But now,-Well, on.

[Exeunt.

SCENE V.-ANTONY's Camp near Alexandria.

Trumpets sound. Enter ANTONY and EROS; a Soldier meeting them.

Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony! Ant. 'Would, thou and those thy scars had once prevail'd

To make me fight at land!

Sold. Had'st thou done so,

The kings that have revolted, and the soldier

That has this morning left thee, would have still
Followed thy heels.

Ant. Who's gone this morning?
Sold. Who?

One ever near thee: Call for Enobarbus,