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 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, Ant. Yes, my lord, yes :-He, at Philippi, kept Enter EUPHRONIUS. Ces. Approach, and speak. Eup. Such as I am, I come from Antony: Ces. Be it so: Declare thine office. Eup. Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and A private man in Athens: This for him. Ces. For Antony, I have no ears to his request. The queen 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. Is worth. tony's children. 1 Bewildered. Paramour. defeated, ↑ Euphronius, schoolmaster to AnDiadem, the crown. Bears his misfortunes. Cozened The sole occasion of the war 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, answer me, declin'd, t sword against 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, The loyalty, well held to fools, does make 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 And put yourself under his shroud, Cleo. What's your name? 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, Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS. Thyr. One, that but performs The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest 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, Ant. Tug him away; being whipp'd, [Exeunt ATTEND. with THYREUS. 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 Cleo. Wherefore is this? Ant. To let a fellow that will take rewards, The borned herd! for 1 have savage cause: A balter'd neck, which does the hangman thank 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 The white hand of a lady fever thee, My speech, and what is done; tell him, he has [Exit THYREUS. Cles. Have you done yet?` Cleo. I must stay his time. Aat. To flatter Cesar, would you mingle eyes Ant. Cold-hearted toward me! From my cold heart let heaven engender hail, By the discandying of this pelleted storm, Ant. I am satisfied. Cesar as down in Alexandria; where 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. Cleo. Call all his noble captains to my lord. The wine peep through their scars.-Come on, There's sap in't yet. The next time I do fight, [Exeunt ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, and Eno. Now he'll out-stare the lightning. To be furious, Is, to be frighted out of fear: and, in that The dove will peck the estridge; and 1 see still, reason, ACT IV. [Exit. SCENE I-CESAR'S Camp at Alexandria. Ces. He calls me boy; and chides, as he had To beat me out of Egypt: my messenger Cesar to Antony :-Let the old ruffian know, Mec. Cesar must think, When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted Ces. Let our best heads Know, that to-morrow the last of many battles Poor Antony ! [Excunt. SCENE II.-Alexandria.-A Room in the Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius ? 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, Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well? Call forth my household servants; let's to-night Be bounteous at our meal.-Give me thy hand, And kings have been your fellows. Eno. 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which sor- Out of the mind. Ant. And thou art honest too. I wish, I could be made so many men; An Antony; that I might do you service, Serv. The gods forbid! Ant. Well, ny good fellows, wait on me tonight: Scant not my cups; and make as much of me, Cleo. What does he inean? Eno. To make his followers weep. May be, it is the period of your duty: 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, 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. said. 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, [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. Ces. The time of universal peace is near: 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. [world [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 Come on my guard; and at thy tent is now, Eno. I give it you. Seld. Mock me not, Enobarbus. 1'ell you true: Best that you said the bringer [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 I fight against thee !-No: I will go seek [Exit. 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, 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; |