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Have letters from me to some friends, that will Sweep your way for you. Pray you, look not sad,

Nor make replies of loathness: take the hint
Which my despair proclaims; let that be left
Which leaves itself: to the sea side straightway:
I will possess you of that ship and treasure.
Leave me, I pray, a little: 'pray you now :-
Nay, do so; for, indeed, I have lost command,
Therefore I pray you :-I'll see you by and by.
[Sits down.
Enter Eaos; and CLEOPATRA led by CHARMIAN
and IRAS.

Eros. Nay, gentle madam, to him :-Comfort hun

Iras. Do, most dear queen.

Char. Do! Why, what else?

Cico. Let me sit down. O Juno!

Ant. No, no, no, no, fio.

Eras. See you here, Sir?

Ant. O fe, fie, file.

Char. Madam,

Ira, Madam; O good empress !Erer. Str, Sir,

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Ant. Yes, my lord, yes :-He, at Philippi,

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Enter EUPHRONIUS.

Ces. Approach, and speak.

Eup. Such as I am, I come from Antony:
I was of late as petty to his ends,
As is the morn-dew on the myrtle leaf
To his grand sea.

Ces. Be it so: Declare thine office.

Eup. Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and
Requires to live in Egypt: which, not granted,
He lessens his requests; and to thee stres
To let him breathe between the heavens and
earth,

A private man in Athens: This for him.
Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness;
Submits her to thy might; and of thee craves
The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs,
Now hazarded to thy grace.

Ces. For Antony,

I have no ears to his request. The queen
Of audience, nor desire, shall fail; so she
From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend, $
Or take his life there: This if she perform,
She shall not sne unheard. So to them both.
Exp. Fortune pursue thee!

Ces. Bring him through the bands. [Exit EUPHRONIUS. To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Despatch; From Antony win Cleopatra: promise, [To THYREUS. And in our name, what she requires: add more, From thine invention, offers: women are not, In their best fortunes, strong; but want will perjure [Thyreus ; ne'er-touch'd vestal: Try thy cunning, Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we Will answer as a law.

The

Thyr. Cesar, I go.

Ces. Observe how Antony becomes his flaw ;]. And what thou think'st his very action speaks In every power that moves. Thyr. Cesar, I shall.

[Exeunt.

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Eup. He says so.

Ant. Let her know it.

To the boy Cesar send this grizled head, And he will fill thy wishes to the brim With principalities.

Cleo. That head, my lord?

rose

Ant. To him again: Tell him, he wears the [note Of youth upon him; from which the world should Something particular: his coin, ships, legions, May be a coward's; whose minister would prevail

Under the service of a child, as soon

As i'the command of Cesar: I dare him, therefore,
To lay his gay comparisons⚫ apart,
And

answer me, declin'd, t sword against
sword.

Ourselves alone: I'll write it; follow me.

[Exeunt ANTONY and EUPHRONIUS. Eno. Yes, like enough, high-battled Cesar will Unstate his happiness, and be stag'd to the show, Against a sworder.-I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes; and things outward To draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike. That he should dream, Knowing all measures, the full Cesar will Answer his emptiness !-Cesar, thou hast subdu'd His judgment too.

Enter an ATTENDANT. Att. A messenger from Cesar. Cleo. What, no more ceremony 1-See my

women!

Against the blown rose may they stop their nose,
That kneel'd unto the buds.-Admit him, Sir.
Eno. Mine honesty and I begin to square. §
[Aside.

The loyalty, well held to fools, does make
Our faith mere folly :-Yet, he that can endure
To follow with allegiance a fallen lord,
Does conquer him that did his master conquer,
And earns a place i'the story.

Enter THYREUS.

Cleo. Cesar's will?

Thyr. Hear it apart.

Cleo. None but friends: say boldly, Thyr. So, haply, are they friends to Antony. Eno. He needs as many, Sir, as Cesar has; Or needs not us. If Cesar please, our master Will leap to be his friend: For us, you know, Whose he is, we are; and that's Cesar's. Thyr. So.

Thus then, thou most renown'd! Cesar entreats, Not to consider in what case thou stand'st, Further than he is Cesar.

Cleo. Go on: Right royal.

Thyr. He knows, that you embrace not tony

As you did love, but as you fear'd him.

Cleo. Oh !

Thyr. Shall I say to Cesar What you require of him for he partly begs To be desir'd to give. It much would please

him,

That of his fortunes you should make a staff
To lean upon but it would warm his spirits,
To hear from me you had left Antony,

And put yourself under his shroud,
The universal landlord.

Cleo. What's your name?
Thyr. My name is Thyreus.
Cleo. Most kind messenger,

Say to great Cesar this, In disputation⚫

I kiss his conquʼring hand; tell him, I am prompt

To lay my crown at his feet, and there to kneel: Tell him, from his all-obeying + breath I hear The doom of Egypt.

Thyr. 'Tis your noblest course. Wisdom and fortune combating together, If that the former dare but what it can, No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay My duty on your hand.

Cleo. Your Cesar's father

Oft, when he hath mus'd of taking kingdoms in,
Bestow'd his lips on that unworthy place,
As it rain'd kisses.

Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.
Ant. Favours, by Jove that thunders !—
What art thou, fellow?

Thyr. One, that but performs

The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd.

Eno. You will be whipp'd.

Ant. Approach, there:-Ay, you kite!-Now gods and devils! [ho! Authority melts from me: Of late, when I cry'd, Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth, And cry, Your will? Have you no ears? I am

Enter ATTENDANTS.

Antony yet. Take hence this Jack, and whip him.

Eno. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp, Than with an old one dying.

Ant. Moon and stars! [butaries Whip him :-Were't twenty of the greatest triThat do acknowledge Cesar, should I find them So saucy with the hand of she here, (What's her name,

Since she was Cleopatra ?)—Whip him, fellows,
Till, like a boy, you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: Take him hence.
Thyr. Mark Antony,-

Ant. Tug him away; being whipp'd,
Bring him again :-This Jack of Cesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.—

[Exeunt ATTEND. with THYREUS.
You were half blasted ere I knew you :-Ha I
Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders ? ||

Cleo. Good my lord,

Ant. You have been a boggler ever: But when we in our viciousness grow hard, An-(O misery on't!) the wise gods seel our eyes; In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us

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Cleo. Wherefore is this?

Ant. To let a fellow that will take rewards,
And say, God quit you! be familiar with
My playfellow, your hand; this kingly seal,
And plighter of high hearts!-Oh! that I were
Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar

The borned herd! for 1 have savage cause:
And to preclaim it civilly, were like

A balter'd neck, which does the hangman thank
For being yare about him.-Is he whipp'd?

Re-enter ATTENDANTS, with THYREUS. 1 Att. Soundly, my lord.

Ant. Cry'd he and begg'd he pardon? 1 Att. He did ask favour.

Ant. If that thy father live, let him repent
Thon wast not made his daughter; and be thou
To follow Cesar in his triumph, since [sorry
Thou hast been whipp'd for following him:
henceforth,

The white hand of a lady fever thee,
Shake thoe to look on't.-Get thee back to Cesar,
Tell him thy entertainment: Look thou say,
He makes me angry with him, for he seems
Proad and disdainful, harping on what I am,
Not what he knew I was: He makes ine angry;
And at this time most easy 'tis to do't;
When my good stars, that were my former guides,
Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires
lato the abisin of hell. If he mislike

My speech, and what is done; tell him, he has
Hipparchas, my enfranchis'd bondman, whom
He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture,
As he shall like, to quit me: Urge it thou:
Hence, with thy stripes, begone.

[Exit THYREUS.

Cles. Have you done yet?`
Ant. Alack, our terrene moon
Is now eclips'd; and it porteuds alone
The fail of Antony!

Cleo. I must stay his time.

Aat. To flatter Cesar, would you mingle eyes
ith one that ties his points?
Cleo. Not know ine yet?

Ant. Cold-hearted toward me!
Ges. Ab! dear, if I be so,

From my cold heart let heaven engender hail,
And person it in the source; and the first stone
Drop in my neck; as it determines so
Dosove my life! The next Cesarion ý smite!
T:, by degrees, the memory of my womb,
Together with iny brave Egyptians all,

By the discandying of this pelleted storm,
La traveless; till the fies and gnats of Nile
Have buried them for prey!

Ant. I am satisfied.

Cesar as down in Alexandria; where
I w.l oppose his fate. Our force by land
Hobly held our sever'd navy too

Have knit again, and fleet, threat'ning most

sealike..

Where hast thou been, my heart?-Dost thou

bear, lady f

from the field I shall return once more To these lips, I will appear in blood; I and my sword will earn our chronicle ; There is hope in it yet.

Co. That's my brave lord!

Ast. I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, breath'd, At feht maliciously: for when mine hours Brace and lucky, men did ransom lives * me for jests: but now, I'll set my teeth, And send to darkness all that stop me.-Come, Let's have one other gaudy night: call to me all my sad captains, fill our bowls; once more at's mock the midnight bell.

Ch. It is my birth-day:

1 bad thought to have held it poor; but, since my lord

Antory again, I will be Cleopatra.

And. We'll yet do well.

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Cleo. Call all his noble captains to my lord.
Ant. Do so, we'll speak to them; and to-night
I'll force

The wine peep through their scars.-Come on,
my queen;

There's sap in't yet. The next time I do fight,
I'll make death love me; for I will contend
Even with his pestilent scythe.

[Exeunt ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, and
Attendants.

Eno. Now he'll out-stare the lightning. To be furious,

Is, to be frighted out of fear: and, in that
mood,

The dove will peck the estridge; and 1 see still,
A diminution in our captain's brain
Restores his heart: When valour preys on
It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek
Some way to leave him.

reason,

ACT IV.

[Exit.

SCENE I-CESAR'S Camp at Alexandria.
Enter CESAR, reading a Letter; AGRIPPA,
MECENAS, and others.

Ces. He calls me boy; and chides, as he had
power

To beat me out of Egypt: my messenger
He hath whipp'd with rods; dares me to per.
sonal combat;

Cesar to Antony :-Let the old ruffian know,
I have many other ways to die; mean time,
Laugh at his challenge.

Mec. Cesar must think,

When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted
Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now
Make boot of his distraction: Never anger
Made good guard for itself.

Ces. Let our best heads

Know, that to-morrow the last of many battles
We mean to fight :-Within our files there are
Of those that serv'd Mark Antony but late,
Enough to fetch him in. See it be doue;
And feast the army: we have store to do't,
And they have earn'd the waste.

Poor Antony ! [Excunt.

SCENE II.-Alexandria.-A Room in the
Palace.

Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS,
CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and others.

Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius ?
Eno. No.

Ant. Why should he not?

Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,

He is twenty men to one.

Ant. To-morrow, soldier,

By sea and land I'll fight: or I will live,
Or bathe my dying honour in the blood

Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well?
Eno. I'll strike; and cry, Take all.
Ant. Well said; come on.-

Call forth my household servants; let's to-night
Enter SERVANTS.

Be bounteous at our meal.-Give me thy hand,
Thou hast been rightly honest ;-so hast thou ;-
And thou,-aud thou,-and thou:-you have
serv'd me well,

And kings have been your fellows.
Cleo. What means this?

Eno. 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which sor-
row shoots
[Aside.

Out of the mind.

Ant. And thou art honest too.

I wish, I could be made so many men;
And all of you clapp'd up together in

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An Antony; that I might do you service,
So good as you have done.

Serv. The gods forbid!

Ant. Well, ny good fellows, wait on me tonight:

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 inean?

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. Miue 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, an 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.
[Exeunt.
SCENE III.-The same.-Before the Palace.
Enter two SOLDIERS, to their Guard.

1 Sold. Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day.

2 Sold. It will determine one way: fare you well.

Heard you of nothing strange about the streets? 1 Sold. Nothing: What news?

2 Sold. Belike, 'tis but a rumour:

Good night to you.

1 Sold. Well, Sir, good night.

Enter two other SOLDIERS.

2 Sold. Soldiers,

Have careful watch.

3 Sold. And you: Good night, good night. [The first two place themselves at their Posts.

4 Sold. Here we: [They take their Posts.]

and if to-morrow

Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope

Our landinen will stand up.

3 Soid. 'Tis a brave army,

And full of purpose.

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Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me :

[Music of Hautboys under the Stage. This is a soldier's kiss: rebukable,

4 Sold. Peace, what noise ?

1 Sold. List, list!

2 Sold. Hark!

1 Sold. Music i'the air.

3 Sold. Under the earth.

4 Sold. It signs well,

Does't not?

3 Sold. No.

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

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[Kisses her. And worthy shameful check 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? He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cesar might Determine this great war in single fight! Then, Antony,-But now,-Well, on.

[Exeunt.

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Ces. The time of universal peace is near:

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Prose this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd Alarum. Enter ANTONY, marching; SCARUS,

Shall bear the olive freely.

Enter a MESSENGER.

Mess. Antony

Is come into the field.

Ces. Go, charge Agrippa

Plant those that have revolted in the van, That Antony may seem to spend his fury Upon himself.

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[Exeunt CESAR and his Train. Fae. Alexas did revolt: and went to Jewry, On affairs of Antony; there did persuade Great Herod to incline himself to Cesar, And leave his inaster Autony: for his pains, Cesar bath hang'd him. Canidius, and the rest That fell away, have entertainment, but No honourable trust. I have done ill; Of which I do accuse myself so sorely, That I will joy no more.

Enter a SOLDIER of CESAR'S.

Sald. Enobarbus, Antony

Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with
Ha bounty overplus: The messenger

Come on my guard; and at thy tent is now,
Uscading of his mules.

Eno. I give it you.

Seld. Mock me not, Enobarbus.

1'ell you true: Best that you said the bringer
Out of the host: 1 must attend mine office,
Or would have done't myself. Your emperor
Comunnes stili a Jove,

[Exit SOLDIER. Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth, And feel I am so inost. O Antony, Ton mine of bounty, how would'st thou have paid My better service, when my turpitude Thod dust so crown with gold! This blows beart.

my

If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean
Beall outstrike thought: but thought will do't,
I feel.

I fight against thee !-No: I will go seek
Scae ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits
My latter part of life.

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and Forces.

Ant. We have beat him to his camp; Run one before. [row, And let the queen know of our guests.-To-inorBefore the sun shall see us, we'll spill the blood That has to-day escap'd. I thank you all; For doughty +-handed are you: and have fought Not as you serv'd the cause, but as it had been Each man's like mine; you have shown all Hectors.

Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends, Tell them your feats; whilst they, with joyful

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

Enter CLEOPATRA, attended.

To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts,
Make her thanks bless thee.-O thou day o'the

world,

Chain mine arin'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

[we Do something mingle with our brown; yet have A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can Get gaol for gaol of youth. Behold this man; Commend unto his lips thy favouring band ;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 Phoebus' car.-Give me thy hand; Through Alexandria make a jolly march;

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