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Is shiny; and, they say, we shall embattle
By the second hour i' the morn.

2d Sold. This last day was

A shrewd one to us.

Eno. O, bear me witness, night,

3d Sold. What man is this?

2d Sold. Stand close, and list to him.

Eno. Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon,

When men revolted shall upon record

Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did
Before thy face repent!-

1st Sold. Enobarbus !

Sd Sold. Peace;

Hark further.

Eno. O sovereign mistress of true melancholy,
The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me;
That life, a very rebel to my will,

May hang no longer on me: Throw my heart
Against the flint and hardness of my fault;

Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder,
And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony,

Nobler than my revolt is infamous,

Forgive me in thine own particular;

But let the world rank me in register

A master-leaver, and a fugitive:

O Antony! O Antony!

2d Sold. Let's speak

To him.


1st Sold. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks May concern Cæsar.

3d Sold. Let's do so. But he sleeps.

1st Sold. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his

Was never yet for sleeping.

2d Sold. Go we to him.

Sd Sold. Awake, awake, sir; speak to us.

3d Sold. Hear you, sir?

1st Sold. The hand of death hath raught him. Hark,

the drums

[Drums afar off.

Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him

To the court of guard; he is of note our hour
Is fully out.

3d Sold. Come on then;

He may recover yet.

[Exeunt with the Body.

SCENE X.-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.

Scar. For both, my lord.

Ant. I would, they'd fight i' the fire, or in the air;
We'd fight there too. But this it is; Our foot
Upon the hills adjoining to the city,

Shall stay with us: order for sea is given;
They have put forth the haven: Further on,
Where their appointment we may best discover,
And look on their endeavour.


Enter CESAR, and his Forces, marching.
Cas. But being charg'd, we will be still by land,
Which, as I take't, we shall; for his best force

Is forth to man his gallies. To the vales,
And hold our best advantage.


Re-enter ANTONY and SCARUS.

Ant. Yet they're not join'd: Where yonder pine

does stand,

I shall discover all: I'll bring thee word

Straight, how 'tis like to go.

Scar. Swallows have built

In Cleopatra's sails their nests: the augurers


Say, they know not,-they cannot tell ;-look grimly, And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony

Is valiant, and dejected; and, by starts,

His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear,
Of what he has, and has not.

Alarum afar off, as at a Sea Fight.

Re-enter ANTONY.

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
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 iny charm,

I have done all :-Bid them all fly, be gone.


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 spaniel'd 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,

Beguil'd me to the very heart of loss.-
What, Eros, Eros!


Ah, thou spell! Avaunt.

Cleo. Why is my lord enrag'd against his love?
Ant. Vanish; or I shall give thee thy deserving,
And blemish Cæsar's triumph. Let him take thee,
And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians:
Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot
Of all thy sex; most monster-like, be shown
For poor'st diminutives, to dolts; and let
Patient Octavia plough thy visage up

With her prepared nails. [Exit CLEO.] 'Tis well thou'rt


If it be well to live: But better 'twere

Thou fell'st into my fury, for one death

Might have prevented many.-Eros, ho !—
The shirt of Nessus is upon me: Teach me,
Alcides, thou mine ancestor, thy rage:

Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o' the moon;

And with those hands, that grasp'd the heaviest club,
Subdue my worthiest self. The witch shall die;

To the Roman boy she hath sold me, and I fall
Under this plot: she dies for't.-Eros, ho!


SCENE XI.-Alexandria, A Room in the Palace.

Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and MARDIAN. Cleo. Help me, my women! O, he is more mad Than Telamon for his shield; the boar of Thessaly 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,

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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.


SCENE XII.-The same. Another Room.

Enter ANTONY and EROS.

Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me?

Eros. Ay, noble lord.

Ant. Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish;

A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion,

A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock,

A forked mountain, or blue promontory

With trees upon't, that nod unto the world,

And mock our eyes with air: Thou hast seen these


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