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In Cleopatra's sails their nest: the augurers Than Telamon* for his shield; the boar of Say, they know not,-they cannot tell ;--look was never so emboss'd.f
Char. To the monument; And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony There lock yoursell, and send him word you Is valiant, and dejected; and, by starts,
are dead. His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear, The soul and body rive: not more in parting, Of what he has, and has not.
T'han greatness going off.
Cleo. To the monument:
Mardian, go tell him I have slain myself;
Say, that the last I spoke was, Antony,
And word it, pr’ythee, piteously; Hence, This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me :
Mardian; and bring me how he takes my My fleet have yielded to the foe; and yonder
death. They cast their caps up, and carouse together To the monument.
[Ercunt. Like friends long lost. ---Triple-turn'd whore !* 'tis thou
SCENE XII.-The same. Another Room. Hast sold me to this novice; and my heart
Enter ANTONY and Eros.
Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me?
Eros. Ay, noble lord. [Exit SCARUS.
Ant. Sometime, we see a cloud that's dra.
gonish; O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more : Fortune and Antony part here; even here
A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, Do we shake hands.-All come to this ?-The A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock,
A forked mountain, or blue promontory hearts That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave
With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets
And mock our eyes with air: Thou hast seen On blossoming Cesar; and this pine is bark'd, They are black vesper's pageants.
these signs ; That overtopp'd them all. Betray'd I am: O this false soul of Egypt! this grave charın,t
Eros. Ay, my lord. Whose eye beck'dt forth my wars, and call’d
Ant. That, which is now a horse, even with them home;
a thought, W bose bosom was my crownet,ş my chief end, As water is in water.
The racký dislimns; and makes it indistinct, Like a right gipsy, hath, at fast and loose,ll
Eros. It does, my lord.
Ant. My good knave,|| Eros, now thy captain
Even such a body: here I am Antony ; [in Enter CLEOPATRA.
Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave. Ah, thou spell! Avaunt.
I made these wars for Egypt; and the queen,Cleo. Why is my lord enrag‘d against his Whose heart, I thought, I had, for she had love?
mine; Ant. Vanish; or I shall give thee thy de- Which, whilst it was mine, had annex'd unto't serving,
(thee, A million more, now lost,-she, Eros, bas And blemish Cesar's triumph. Let him take Pack'd cards with Cesar, and false play'd my And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians : Unto an enemy's triumph.
[glory Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot Nay, weep not, gentle Eros; there is left us Of all thy sex; most monster-like, be shown Ourselves to end ourselves.-0, thy vile lady! For poor'st diminutives, to dolts ; and let Patient Octavia plough thy visage up
Enter MARDIAN. With her prepared nails. (Exit Cleo.] 'Tis She has robb'd me of my sword. well thou'rt gone,
Mar. No, Antony; If it be well to live : But better 'twere
My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes Thou fellist into my fury, for one death
With thine entirely.
[mingled Might have prevented many.--Eros, bo! Ant. Hence, saucy eunuch; peace; The shirt of Nessus is upon me: Teach me, She hath betray'd me, and shall die the death. Alcides, ** thou mine ancestor, thy rage:
Mar. Death of one person can be paid but Let me lodge Lichastt on the horns o'the moon;
once; And with those hands, that grasp'd the heaviest And that she has discharg'd: What thou club,
Then in the midst a tearing groan did break
(Exit. The name of Antony; it was divided SCENE XI.-Alexandria.- A Room in the
Between her heart and lips: she render'd life, Palace.
Thy name so buried in her.
Ant. Dead then? Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAs, and Mur. Dead. MARDIAN.
Ant. Eros, unarm; the long day's task is Cleo. Help me, my women! 0, he is more
And we must sleep:-That thou depart'st * Cleopatra first belonged to Julius Cesar, then to An
hence safe, tony, and now, as Antony supposes, to Augustus.
Does pay thy labour richly; Go.-Off, pluck Deadly piece of witchcraft.
(Exit MARDIAN. 1 Was the motion for. 1 A cheating game, at present named pricking at the belt. The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep For the smallest piece of money to clowns.
* Ajax Telamon for the shield of Achilles. ** Hercules.
+ Foaming at the mouth.
1 Split, At The boy that brought the poisoned shirt to Hercules. The fleeting clouds.
The battery from my heart. O, cleave, my Ant. 'Tis said, mani; -and farewell. sides!
Eros. Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike Heart, once be stronger than thy continent,*
Thus do I escape the sorrow
(Dies. I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and
Ant. Thrice nobler than myself! Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now Thou teachest me, I valiant 'Eros, what All length is torture :-Since the torch is out, I should, and thou could'st not. My queen Lie down, and stray no further: Now all labour
and Eros Mars what it does; yea, very force entangles Have, by their brave instruction, got upon me Itself with strength: Seal then,t and all is A nobleness in record: but I will be done,
[me: A bridegroom in my death, and run into't Eros !-I come, my queen :-Eros!-Stay for As to a lover's bed. Come then ; and, Eros, Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand Thy master dies thy scholar; to do thus in hand, (gaze:
[Falling on his Sword. And with our sprightly port make the ghosts I learn'd of thee. How! not yet dead ? not Dido and her Æneas shall want troops,
dead?And all the haunt be ours.-Come, Eros, Eros! The guard !-ho!-0, despatch me, Re-enter Eros.
Enter DERCETAS and GUARD. Eros. What would my lord ?
1 Guard. What's the noise ? Ant. Since Cleopatra died,
Ant. I have done my work ill, friends; 0,
make an end I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods Detest my baseness. I, that with my sword
Of what I have begun. Quarter'd the world, and o'er green Neptune's
2 Guard. The star is fallen. back
1 Guard. And time is at his period. With ships made cities, condemn myself, to
All. Alas, and woe! The courage of a woman ; less noble mind
Ant. Let him that loves me, strike me dead. Than she, which, by her death, our Cesar tells,
1 Guard. Not I. I am conqueror of myself. Thou art sworn,
2 Guard. Nor I.
(Ereunt GUARD. That, when the exigent should come, (which
Der. Thy death and fortunes bid thy fol. Is come, indeed,) when I should see behind
(ings, The inevitable prosecution of
This sword but shown to Cesar, with this tid. Disgrace and horror, that, on my command,
Shall enter me with him. Thou then would'st kill me: do't; the time is
Enter DIOMEDES. come: Thou strik'st not me, 'tis Cesar thou defeatst.
Dio. Where's Antony? Put colour in thy cheek.
Der. There, Diomed, there. Eros. The gods withhold me!
Dio. Lives he? Shall I do that, which all the Parthian darts, Wilt thou not answer, man? (Exit Dercetas. Though enemy, lost aim, and could not? Ant. Art thou there, Diomed? Draw thy Ant. Eros,
sword, and give me Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and Sufficing strokes for death. Thy master thus with pleach'dt arms, bending
Dio. Most absolute lord, down
My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee.
Ant. When did she send thee?
Ant. Where is she?
Dio. Lock'd in her monument. She had a Eros. I would not see't.
prophesying fear Ant. Come then; for with a wound I must Of what hath come pass: for when she saw be cur'd.
(worn (Which never shall be found,) you did suspect Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast She had dispos’d* with Cesar, and that your Most useful for thy country.
rage Eros. (), Sir, pardon me.
Would not be purg'd, she sent you word she Ant. When l' did make thee free, swor'st
[sent thou not then
But, fearing since how it might work, bath To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once; Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come, Or thy precedent services are all
I dread, too late. But accidents unpurpos'd. Draw, and come. Ant. Too late, good Diomed :-Call my Eros. Turn from me then that noble coun
guard, I pr'ythee. tenance,
Dio. What ho! the emperor's guard! The Wherein the worship** of the whole world lies.
guard, what, ho! Ant. Lo thee.
[Turning from him. Come, your lord calls. Eros. My sword is drawn. Ant. Then let it do at once
Enter some of the GUARD. The thing why thou hast drawn it.
Ant. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopa Eros. My dear master,
tra bides; My captain, and my emperor! let me say,
'Tis the last service that I shall command you. Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell. 1 Guard. Woe are we, Sir, you may not live
to wear * 1. e. The thing that contains thee, + Sealing com. All your true followers out. pletes a contract.
Corrected. i Penetrating. 9 Followed.
AU. Most heavy day!
That the false housewife Fortune break her Ant. Nay, good my fellows, do not please Provok'd by my offence.
(wheel, sharp fate
Cleo. My resolution, and my hands, l'll trust; [Exeunt bearing Antony. None about Cesar.
Ant. The miserable change now at my end, SCENE XIII.-The sume.--A Monument.
Lament nor sorrow at: but please your Enter above, CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and Iras.
thoughts, Cleo. ( Charmian, I will never go from In feeding them with those my former fortunes hence.
Wherein "I liv'd, the greatest prince o'the Char. Be comforted, dear madam.
world, Cleo. No, I will not:
The noblest : and do now not basely die, All strange and terrible events are welcome, Nor cowardly; put off my helmet to But comforts we despise ; our size of sorrow, My countryman, a Roman, by a Roman Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great Valiantly vanquish’d. Now, my spirit is going;
I can no more.
(Dies. Enter DIOMEDES.
Cleo. Noblest of men, woo't die?
Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead. In this dull world, which in thy absence is Look out o'the other side your monument,
No better than a stye?–0, see, my women, His guard hath brought him thither.
The crown o'the earth doth' meli:-My lord !
0, wither'd is the garland of the war, Enter ANTONY, borne by the GUARD. The soldier's pole is fallen; young boys, and Cleo. ( thou sun,
girls, Burn the great sphere thou mov’st in !-dark-Are level now with men: the odds is gone, ling* stand
And there is nothing left remarkable The varying shore o'the world !-O Antony !
Beneath the visiting moon. (She faints. Antony, Antony!—Charmian, help; help, Iras; Chur. O, quietness, lady! Help, friends below ; let's draw him hither. Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign. Ant. Peace:
Char. Lady,Not Cesar's valour bath o'erthrown Antony,
Iras. Madam,But Antony's hath triumphed on itself.
Char. O madam, madam, madam!
Iras. Royal Egypt!
Char. Peace, peace, Iras.
Cleo. No more, but e'en a woman; and comOf many thousand kisses the poor last
mapded I lay upon thy lips.
By such poor passion as the maid that milks, Cleo. I dare not, dear
And does the meanest chares.* -It were for me (Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not,
To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods; Lest I be taken: not the imperious show
To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, Of the full-fortun'd Cesar ever shall
Till they had stolen our jewel. . All's but Be brooch'dt with me; if knife, drugs, ser
Patience is sottish ; and impatience does Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe :
Become a dog that's mad : Then is it sin, Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes,
To rush into the secret house of death, And still conclusion, shall acquire no honour Ere death dare come to us ?-How do you, Demuring upon me.-But come, come, An
women ? tony,
[up;- What, what? good cheer! Why, how now Help me, my women,-we must draw thee
Charmian? Assist, good friends.
My noble girls !-Ah, women, women! look, Ant. 0, quick, or I am gone.
Our lamp is spent, it's out:-Good Sirs, take Cleo. Here's sport, indeed !-How heavy
[To the Guard below. weighs my lord !
We'll bury him: and then, what's brave, what's Our strength is all gone into heaviness,
noble, That makes the weight : Had I great Juno's Let's do it after the high Roman fashion, power,
[up, And make death proud to take us. Conie, The strong-wing'd Mercury should fetch thee
away: And set thee by Jove's side. Yet come a little,- This case of that huge spirit now is cold. Wishers were ever fools ;-0, come, come, Ah, women, women! come; we have no friend come; [They drau ANTONY up.
But resolution, and the briefest end. And welcome, welcome! die where thou hast [Exeunt : those above bearing off ANTONY'S liv'd :
SCENE I.-Cesar's Camp before Alexandria. Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying: Give me some wine, and let me speak a little. Enter CESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, MECæCleo. No, let me speak; and let me rail so
NAS, Gallus, PROCULEIUS, and others. high,
Ces. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield; Without light.
+ Ornamented. 1 Sedate determination. Revive.
Being so frustrate,* tell him, he mocks us by That she preparedly may frame herself
To the way she's forced to.
She soon shall know of us, by some of cars,
Determine for her: for Cesar cannot live that dar'st
Mess. So the gods preserve thee! (Eri, Appear thus to us?
Ces. Come bither, Proculejus; Go, and say, Der. I am call’d Dercetas;
We purpose her no shame: give her what conMark Antony I serv'd, who best was worthy
forts Best to be serv’d: whilst he stood up and spoke, The quality of her passion shall require ; He was my master; and I wore my life,
Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke To spend upon his haters: If thou please
She do defeat us : for her life in Rome To take me to thee, as I was to him
Would be eternal in our triumph: Go,, I'll be to Cesar; it thou pleasest not,
And, with your speediest, bring us what she I yield thee up my life.
And how you find of her.
(says, Ces. What is't thou say'st ?
Pro. Cesar, I shall. [Exit ProctLLLLS Der. I say, O Cesar, Antony is dead. Ces. The breaking of so great a thing should
Ces. Gallus, go you along.- Where's Dola
To second Proculeius?
[Erit GALLES. A greater crack : The round world should
Agr. Mec. Dolabella! have shook
Ces. Let him alone, for I remember now Lions into civil streets, And citizens to their dens :—The death of An- Go with me to my tent; where you shall see
(tony How he's employed; he shall in time be ready. Is not a single doom ; in the name lay
How hardly I was drawn into this war; A moiety of the world.
How calm and gentle I proceeded still • Der. He is dead, Cesar; Not by a public minister of justice,
In all my writings: Go with me, and see
What I can show in this. Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand,
[Exeunt. Which writ his honour in the acts it did, SCENE II.-Alexandria.- A Room in the Hath, with the courage which the heart did
Monument. Splitted the heart.-This is his sword,
Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and Iras. I robb’d his wound of it; behold it stain'd
Cleo. My desolation does begin to make With his most noble blood.
A better life: "Tis paltry to be Cesar; Ces. Look you, sad friends?
Not being fortune, he's but fortune's koave,' The gods rebuke me, but it is a tidings A minister of her will; And it is great To wash the eyes of kings.
To do that thing that ends all other deeds; Agr. And strange it is,
Which shackles accidents, and bolts up chanze; That nature must compel us to lament Which sleeps, and never palates inore the Our most persisted deeds.
The beggar's nurse and Cesar's. [dung, Mec. His taints and honours Waged equal with him.
Enter, to the Gates of the Monument, PROCEAgr. A rarer spirit never
LEIUS, GALLUS, and Soldiers. Did steer humanity: but you, gods, will give Pro. Cesar sends greeting to the queen
of Some faults to make us men. Cesar is touch'd.
Egypt; Mec. When such a spacious mirror's set be- And bids thee study on what fair demands fore him,
Thou mean'st to have him grant thee. He needs must see himself.
Cleo. [Within.) What's thy name? Ces. O Antony!
Pro. My name is Proculeius. I have follow'd thee to this;-But we do lance Cleo. [Within.] Antony Diseases in our bodies: I must perforce Did tell me of you, bade me trust you; but Have shown to thee such a declining day, I do not greatly care to be deceiv'd, Or look on thine; we could not stall together That have no use for trusting. If your master In the whole world : But yet let me lament, Would have a queen his beggar, you must tell With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts, That majesty, to keep decorum, must That thou, my brother, my competitor
No less beg than a kingdom : if he please In top of all design, my mate in empire, To give me conquer'd Egypt for my son, Friend and companion in the front of war, He gives me so much of mine own, as I The arm of mine own body, and the heart Will kneel to him with thanks. Where mine hist thoughts did kindle,-that Pro. Be of good cheer;
[thing: our stars,
You are fallen into a princely hand, fear noUpreconcileable, should divide [friends, Make your full reference freely to my lord, Our equalness to this.--Hear me, good Who is so full of grace, that it flows over But I will tell you at some meeter season; On all that need: Let me report to him
Your sweet dependancy; and you shall find Enter a MESSENGER.
A conqueror, that will pray in aid for kind. The business of this man looks out of him, Where be for grace is kneel'd to.
(ness, We'll hear him what he says.-Whence are Cleo. (Within.] Pray you, tell him you?
I am his fortune's vassal, and I send him Mess. A poor Egyptian yet. The queen my The greatness he has got. I hourly leam mistress,
A doctrine of obedience; and would gladly Copfin'd in all she has, her monument,
Look him i'the face. Of thy intents desires instruction;
Pro. This I'll report, dear lady.
Have comfort; for, I know, your plight is piti: 0, such another sleep, that I might see
[ed But such another man!
Cleo. His face was as the heavens; and [Here Proculeius, and two of the Guard,
therein stuck ascend the Monument by a Ladder placed A sun and moon; which kept their course, against a Window, and huring descended,
and lighted come behind CLEOPATRA. Some of thé The little 0, the earth. Guard unbur and open the Gates.
Dol. Most sovereign creature,Guard her till Cesar come.
Cleo. His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd [To PROCULEIUS and the Guard. Exit GALLUS.
Crested the world : his voice was propertied Iras. Royal queen!
As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; Char. O Cleopatra! thou art taken, queen! But when he meant to quail* and shake the Cleo. Quick, quick, good hands.
orb, [Drawing a Dagger. He was as ratling thunder. For his bounty, Pro. Hold, worthy lady, hold:
There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas, [Seizes and disarms her. That grew the more by reaping: His delights Do not yourself such wrong, who are in this Were dolphin-like; they show'd his back Reliev'd, but not betray'd.
above Cleo. What, of death too
The element they liv'd in: In his livery That rids our dogs of languish?
Walk'd crowns, and crownets; realms and Pro. Cleopatra,
such a man
Cleo. You lie, up to the hearing of the gods. Pro. O, temperance, lady!
But, if there be, or ever were one such,
[gine ill not sleep neither: This mortal house I'll To vie strange forms with fancy; yet, to imaruin,
An Antony, were nature's piece 'gainst fancy, Do Cesar what he can. Know, Sir, that I Condemning shadow's quite. Will not wait pinion'd* at your master's Dol. Hear me, good madam :
Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear Nor once be chástis’d with the sober eye As answering to the weight: 'Would I might Of dull Octavia. Shall they hoist me up, And show me to the shouting varletryt O'ertake pursu'd success, but I do feel, Of censuring Roine? Rather a ditch in Egypt By the rebound of yours, a grief that shoots Be gentle grave to me! rather on Nilus' mud My very heart at root. Lay me stark naked, and let the water-flies Cleo. I thank you, Sir. Blow me into abhorring! rather make Know you what Cesar means to do with me? My country's high pyramids my gibbet, Dol. I am loath to tell you what I would you And hang me up in chains!
knew. Pro. You do extend
Cleo. Nay, pray you, Sir,-
Cleo. He'll lead me then in triumph?
Dol. Madam, he will;
I know it,
Within. Make way there,–Cesar. What thou hast done thy master Cesar knows, Enter Cesar, Gallus, PROCULEIUS, MECÆNAS, And he hath sent for thee: as for the queen,
SELEUCUS, and Attendants.
Ces. Which is the queen
Dolo 'Tis the emperor, madam.
(CLEOPATRA koneels. [To CLEOPATRA.
You shall not kneel :-
I pray you, rise, rise, Egypt.
Cleo. Sir, the gods
I must obey. Dol. Assuredly, you know me.
Ces. Take to you no hard thoughts: Cleo. No matter, Sir, what I have heard, or
The record of what injuries you did us,
(ber You laugh, when boys, or women, tell their As things but done by chance. Is't not your trick?
Cleo. Sole Sir o'the world, Dol. I understand not, madam.
I cannot projecti mine owp canse so well Cleo. I dream'd, there was an emperor An- Been laden with like frailties, which before
To make it clear; but do confess, I have tony ;-
Have often sham'd our sex, «Bound, confined.
Shape or form.