A master-leaver, and a fugitive :
O Antony! O Antony !
Let's speak

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

[To SCARUS.

2 Sold.

To him.

3 Sold.

world,

Chain mine arm'd neck; leap thou, attire and all, Through proof of harness to my heart, and there Ride on the pants triumphing.

Cleo.

Lord of lords!
O infinite virtue ! com'st thou smiling from
The world's great snare uncaught?
Ant.

My nightingale, We have beat them to their beds. What, girl? though grey

Do something mingle with our brown; yet have we
A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can
Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man;
Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand;
Kiss it, my warrior: →→ He hath fought to-day,
As if a god, in hate of mankind; had
Destroy'd in such a shape.

Cleo.
I'll give thee, friend,
An armour all of gold; it was a king's.

Ant. He has deserv'd it, were it carbuncled Like holy Phœbus' car. - Give me thy hand; Through Alexandria make a jolly march;

Bear our hack'd targets like the men that owe them:

Had our great palace the capacity

To camp this host, we all would sup together;
And drink carouses to the next day's fate,
Which promises royal peril. - Trumpeters,
With brazen din blast you the city's ear;
Make mingle with our rattling tabourines;
That heaven and earth may strike their sounds to-
gether,

Applauding our approach.

[Exeunt.

[Dies.

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

Let's do so. But he sleeps.

1 Sold. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his Was never yet for sleeping.

2 Sold.

Go we to him.

3 Sold. Awake, awake, sir; speak to us.
2 Sold.

1 Sold. The hand of death
Hark, the drums

Demurely wake the sleepers.
To the court of guard; he is
Is fully out.
3 Sold.

Come on then;
He may recover yet.

SCENE X.

Hear you, sir? hath raught him. [Drums afar off Let us bear him of note: our hour

[Exeunt with the body.

- Between the two Camps.

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.
[Exeunt.

Enter CESAR, and his Forces marching.
Cæs. 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.

[Exeunt.

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

[Exité Swallows have built In Cleopatra's sails their nests: the augurers Say, they know not, they cannot tell; - look grimly,

Antony

And dare not speak their knowledge.
Is valiant and dejected; and, by starts,
His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear,
Of what he has, and has not.

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

Nay, weep not, gentle Eros; there is left us
Ourselves to end ourselves. - O, thy vile lady!
Enter MARDIAN.
She has robb'd me of my sword.
Mar.

No, Antony;
My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes mingled
With thine entirely.
Ant.

Hence, saucy eunuch; peace;

thou'rt gone,

If it be well to live: But better 'twere

A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world,

Mar. Death of one person can be paid but once; And that she has discharg'd: What thou wouldst du, Is done unto thy hand; the last she spake Was, Antony! most noble Antony ! Then in the midst a tearing groan did break The name of Antony; it was divided Between her heart and lips: she render'd life, Thy name so buried in her.

Ant.

Dead then?

I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods Detest my baseness. I, that with my sword Quarter'd the world, and o'er green Neptune's back

The courage of a woman; less noble mind Than she, which, by her death, our Cæsar tells,

Of what hath come to pass: for when she saw (Which never shall be found,) you did suspect

O, sir, pardon me.

Eros.
Ant. When I did make thee free, swor'st thou
not then

To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once;
Or thy precedent services are all

But accidents unpurpos'd. Draw, and come.
Eros. Turn from me then that noble countenance,
Wherein the worship of the whole world lies.

The thing why thou hast drawn it.
Eros.

My dear master,
My captain, and my emperor; let me say,
Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell.
Ant. 'Tis said, man; - and farewell.
Eros. Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now?
Now, Eros.
Eros. Why, there then :- [Falls on his sword.]
Thus do I escape the sorrow
Of Antony's death.

Ant.

[Dies.

Ant.
Thrice nobler than myself!
Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what

I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and Eros
Have, by their brave instruction, got upon me
A nobleness in record: But I will be
A bridegroom in my death, and run into't
As to a lover's bed. Come then; and, Eros,
Thy master dies thy scholar; to do thus
[Falling on his word.
I learn'd of thee. How! not yet dead? not dead?—
The gua -ho! O, despatch me.

1 Guard.

Enter DERCETAS and Guard.

What's the noise?

dead;

But, fearing since how it might work, hath sent
Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come,
I dread, too late.

Ant. Too late, good Diomed:

I pr'ythee.

- Call my guard,

Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard! The guard, what, ho!

Come, your lord calls.

[Exeunt, bearing ANTONY. - The same. A Monument.

Enter above, CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and IRAs. Cleo. O Charmian, I will never go from hence. Char. Be comforted, dear madam. Cleo. No, I will not All strange and terrible events are welcome, But comforts we despise; our size of sorrow, Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great Enter DIOMEDES.

As that which makes it. How now? is he dead?
Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead.
Look out o'the other side your monument,
His guard have brought him thither.

Enter ANTONY, borne by the Guard.

Cleo. O thou sun, Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in! — darkling stand

The varying shore o'the world! — O Antony!

Antony, Antony!- Charmian, help; help, Iras;
Help, friends below; let's draw him hither.
Ant.
Not Cæsar's valour hath o'erthrown Antony,
But Antony's hath triumphed on itself.
Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony
Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so!

Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying; only
I here impórtune death a while, until
Of many thousand kisses the poor last
I lay upon thy lips. ·

Cleo.

I dare not, dear, (Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not,

Lest I be taken: not the imperious show

Of the full-fortun'd Cæsar ever shall

Be brooch'd with me; if knife, drugs, serpents, have

Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe;

Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes,
And still conclusion, shall acquire no honour
Demuring upon me. — - But come, come, Antony,-
Help me, my women, -we must draw thee up ;-
Assist, good friends.

Ant.

O, quick, or I am gone. Cleo. Here's sport, indeed! - How heavy weighs my lord!

Our strength is all gone into heaviness,
That makes the weight: Had I great Juno's power,
The strong-wing'd Mercury should fetch thee up,
And set thee by Jove's side. Yet come a little, -
Wishers were ever fools;-O, come, come, come;
[They draw ANTONY up.
And welcome, welcome! die, where thou hast

liv'd:

Quicken with kissing; had my lips that power, Thus would I wear them out.

All.

A heavy sight! Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying:

Give me some wine, and let me speak a little.

By such poor passion as the maid that milks,
And does the meanest chares. It were for me
To throw my scepter at the injurious gods;
To tell them, that this world did equal theirs,
Till they had stolen our jewel. All's but naught;
Patience is sottish; and impatience does
Become a dog that's mad: Then is it sin,
To rush into the secret house of death,
Ere death dare come to us?- How do you, women?
What, what? good cheer! Why, how now, Char-
mian?

heart:

That the false housewife Fortune break her wheel, Provok'd by my offence.

Ant.

One word, sweet queen: Of Cæsar seek your honour, with your safety.-O! Cleo. They do not go together. Ant.

Gentle, hear me ; None about Cæsar trust, but Proculeius. Cleo. My resolution, and my hands, I'll trust;

None about Cæsar.

Ant. The miserable change now at my end,

Let's do it after the high Roman fashion,
And make death proud to take us. Come, away:
This case of that huge spirit now is cold.
Ah, women, women! come; we have no friend
But resolution, and the briefest end.

[Exeunt; those above bearing off ANTONY's body.

SCENE I. - ·Cæsar's Camp before Alexandria.
Enter CESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, MECENAS,
GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, and others.

Cas. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield;
Being so frustrate, tell him, he mocks us by
The pauses that he makes.
Dol.

Cæsar, I shall. [Exit DOLABELLA.
Enter DERCETAS, with the sword of ANTONY.
Cas. Wherefore is that? and what art thou, that
dar'st

Appear thus to us?

O Antony!

I have follow'd thee to this ;- But we do lance
Diseases in our bodies: I must perforce
Have shown to thee such a declining day,
Or look on thine; we could not stall together
In the whole world: But yet let me lament,
With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts,
That thou, my brother, my competitor
In top of all design, my mate in empire,
Friend and companion in the front of war,
The arm of mine own body, and the heart
Where mine his thoughts did kindle,

stars,

Unreconciliable, should divide Our equalness to this.

that our

Hear me, good friends,But I will tell you at some meeter season;

Dolabella!

Agr. Mec. Caes. Let him alone, for I remember now How he's employed; he shall in time be ready. Go with me to my tent: where you shall see How hardly I was drawn into this war; How calm and gentle I proceeded still In all my writings; Go with me, and see What I can show in this.

SCENE II. - Alexandria. Monument.

[Exeunt.

A Room in the

Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and Iras.
Cleo. My desolation does begin to make
A better life: 'Tis paltry to be Cæsar;
Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave,
A minister of her will; And it is great
To do that thing that ends all other deeds;
Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change;
Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung,
The beggar's nurse and Cæsar's.

Enter, to the gates of the Monument, PROCULEIUS,
GALLUS, and Soldiers.

Pro. Cæsar sends greeting to the queen of Egypt; And bids thee study on what fair demands Thou mean'st to have him grant thee.

Cleo. [Within.]

Pro. My name is Proculeius.

Cleo. [Within.]

What's thy name

Antony

Did tell me of you, bade me trust you; but

I do not greatly care to be deceiv'd,

That have no use for trusting. If your mastér
Would have a queen his beggar, you must tell him,
That majesty, to keep decorum, must

No less beg than a kingdom: if he please
To give me conquer'd Egypt for my son,
He gives me so much of mine own, as I
Will kneel to him with thanks.

Pro.
Be of good cheer
You are fallen into a princely hand, fear nothing:
Make your full reference freely to my lord,
Who is so full of grace, that it flows over

On all that need: Let me report to him
Your sweet dependancy: and you shall find
A conqueror, that will pray in aid for kindness,
Where he for grace is kneel'd to.

Clo. [Within.]

Pray you, tell him I am his fortune's vassal, and I send him The greatness he has got. I hourly learn A doctrine of obedience; and would gladly Look him i' the face.

Pro.

This I'll report, dear lady. Have comfort; for, I know, your plight is pitied Of him that caus'd it.

Gal. You see how easily she may be surpriz'd; [Here PROCULEIUS, and two of the Guard, ascend the Monument by a ladder placed against ǹ window, and having descended, come behind CLEOPATRA. Some of the Guard unbar and open the gates.

Guard her till Cæsar come.

[To PROCULEIUS and the Guard. Exit GALLUS. Iras. Royal queen!

Char. O Cleopatra! thou art taken, queen! — Cleo. Quick, quick, good hands.