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But Cansios is no more.--0) setting sun! 'Tis three o'clock; and, Romans, yet ere nigh
As in thy red rays thou dost sink to night, We shall try fortunein a second fight. (Exeunt.
So in his red blood Caseius' day is set ;
The sun of Rome is set! Our day is gone;

SCENE IV. Another part of the Field. Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds Alarum. Enter fighting, Soldiers of both are done!

armies ; Men BRUTUS, CATO, LUCILIUS, Mintrnet of my success hath done this deed. and Others.

Mes. Mistrus! of good success hath done Bru. Yet, countrymen, 0, yet hold up your O hatefulerror, melancholy's child! [this deed. heads!

wita me? Why dost tbou sbow to the apt thoughts of Cato. Wbat bastard doth not? Who will go men

I will proclaim my name about the field ; The things that are not? O error, soou con- I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho ! ceived,

A foe to tyrants, and my country's friend; Thou never comest unto a happy birth, I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho ! Bot kill'st the mother that engender'd thee.

(Charges the enemy. Tit. What, Pindarus! Where art thon, Pin- Brt. And I am Bratus, Marcus Brutus, 1 ; darus?

(meet Brutus, my country's friend; koow me for Mes. Seek him, Ttinius : whilst I go to Brutus. The noble Brulus, thrusting this report

[Exit, charging the enemy. Cato Iugo his ears: I may say, thrusting it ;

overpouered, and falls. For piercing steel, and darts envenomed, Luc. O young and noble Cato, art thou Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus,

down? As tidings of this sight.

Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius; Tit.

Hie you, Messala, And may'st be honoured being Cato's son. And I will seek for Pivdarus the while. 1 Sold. Yield, or thou diest. Evit MESSALA. Luc.

Only I yield to die: Why didst thou send me forth, bruse Cassins ? There is so much that thou wilt kill me Did I not meet thy friends ? and did not they straight;

[Ofering Money. Put on my brows ihis wreath of victory, Kill Brutus, and be honour', in his death, And bid me give 't thee? Didst thou not hear 1 Sold. We must not.--A noble prisoner! their shouts ?

2 Sold: Room, bo ! Tell Antony, Brutas is Alas, thou hast mioconstrued every thing.


(general: But hold thee, take this garland on thy brow; i Sold. I'll tell the news.--Here comes the Thy Brutus bid me give it thee, and I

Enter ANTONY. Will do his bidding - Brutus, come a pace, Brutus is ta'en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord. And see how I regarded Caius Cassius.

Ant. Where is he? By your leave, gods :--this is a Roman's part: Luc. Sare, Antony; Brutus is safe enough: Come, Cassius' sword, and find Titinjus' heart. I dare assure thee, that no enemy

Dies. Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus: Adarum. Re-enter MESSALA, with Brutus, I When you do find him, or alive, or dead,

The gods defend him from so great a shame! Young Cato, STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and He will be found like Brutus, like himself


Ant. This is not Brutus, friend; but I am Bru. Where, where, Messala, doth his body sure you, lie?

A prize no less in worth : keep this man safe, Mes. Lo, yonder, and Titinius mourning it. Give him all kindness: I had rather bave Bru. Titinius' face is upward.

Such men my friends than enemies. Cuto.

He is slain. And see whe'r • Brutus be alive or dead: Bru. O Julius Cæsar, thou art niighty yet! And bring us word, unto Octavius' tent, Thy spirit walks abroad, and turns oor swords How every thing is chanced. (Ereunt. la our own proper entrails. (Low Alarums. Cato. Brave Titinins !

SCENE V. Another part of the Field. Look, whe'r he have not crown'd dead Cassius!

Enter BRUTUS, DARDANIUS, CLITUS, Bru. Are yet two Romans living such as

Strato, and VOLUMNIOS. these?

Bru. Come, poor remains of friends, rest The last of all the Romans, fare thee well!

on this rock.

(lord, It is impossible that ever Rume

Cli, Statilius show'd the torch-light; but, my Should breed thy fellow,-Friends, I owe He came not back; he is or ta'en or slain. more tears

Bru. Sit thee down, Clitus : Slaying is tb To this dead man, than you shall see me pay

word; I shall find time, Cassius, I shall and time. It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus. Conse, therefore, and to Thassos send his body;

(Whispering. Ilis funerals shall not be in our camp,

Cli. What, I, iny lord ? No, not for all the Lest it discomfort us.- Lucilius, coine ;

world. and come, young Cato: let us to the feld.- Bru. Peace then, no words. Labeo, and Flavius, set our baitles on :

I'll rather kill myself. • Whether

Go on,


Bru. Hark thee, Dardanius!

I pr’ythee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord :

[Whispers him. Thou art a fellow of a good respect; it Dar.

I do such a deed? Thy life hath had some smatch of honour in Cli, 0, Dardanius!

Hold then my sword, and turn away thy face, Dar., 0, Clitus!

[thee? While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato? Cli. What ill request did Brutus make to Stra. Give me your hand first : Fare you Dur. To kill him, Clitus: Look, he medi. well, my lord. tates.

Bru. Farewell, good Strato.-Cæsar, now Cli. Now is that noble vessel full of grief,

be still: That it runs over even at his eyes.

I kill'd not thee with half so good a will. Bru. Come hither, good Volumnius : list a

[He runs on his Sword, and dies. Vol. What says my lord ?

(word. Alarum. Retreat. Enter OCTAVIUS, ANBru.

Why this, Volumnius': TONY, MESSALA, LUCILIUS, and their The ghost of Cæsar hath appear'd to me

Army. Two several times by night : at Sardis, once ; Oct. What man is that? And, this iast night, here in Philippi' fields. Mess. My master's man.-Strato, where is I know my hour is come.

thy master?

(Messala; Vol.

Not so, my lord. Stra. Free from the bondage you are in, Bru. Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius. The conquerors can but make a fire of him ; Thou see'st the world, Volumuius, how it goes; For Brutus only overcame himself, Our enemies have beat us to the pit :

And no man eise hath honour by his death. It is more worthy to leap in ourselves,

Luc. So Brutus should be found. I thank Than tarry till they push us. Good Volum

thee, Brutus, nius,

[gether; That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true. Thou know'st, that we two went to school to- Oct. All that served Brutus, I will enter. Even for that our love of old, I pray tbee,

tain them. : Hold thou my sword-hilts, whilst I run on it. Pellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? Vo TI not an office for a friend, my Stra. Ay, it Messala will prefer+ me to lord.

[Alarum still.
Oct. Do so, Messala.

[you. Cli. Fly, fly, my lord; there is no tarrying Mes. How died my master, Strato ? here.

(Volumıning. - Stra. I held the sword, and he did run on Bru. Farewell to you ;-andyou ;--and you, it.

[thee, Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep; Mes. Octavius, then take him to follow Farewell to thee too, Strato.-Countrymen, That did the latest service to my master. My heart doth joy, that yet, in all my life, Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them I found no man, but he was true to me. All the conspirators, save only he, (all : I shall have glory by this losing day,

Did that they did in envy of great Cæsar ; More than Octavius and Mark Antony, He, only, in a general honest thought, By this vile conquest shall attain unto. And common good to all, made one of them. So, fare you well at once ; for Brutus' tongue His life was gentle; and the elements Hath almost ended his life's history :

So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up, Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones And say to all the world, This was a man? would rest,

Oct. According to his virtue let us use him, That have but labour'd to attain this hour. With all respect and rites of burial.

(Alarum. Cry within, Fly, fly, fly. Within my tent his bones to-night shall lie, Cli. Fly, my lord, fly.

Most like a soldier, order'd honourably. Bru.

Hence; I will follow thee. So, call the fieid to rest : anti let's away, [Exeunt CLITUS, DARDANIOS, and Vo. To part the glories of this happy day. LUMNIUS.


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Of this tragedy many particular passages deserve regard, and the contention and recon cilement of Brous and Cassius is universally celebrated; bat I have never been strongly agitated in perusing it, and thiok it somewhat cold and unaffecting, compared with some other of Shakspeare's plays : his adherence to the real story, and io Roman manners, seem to have napeded the na vigour of genius.JOHNSON.



Persons represented. M. ANTONY,

EUPARONIUS, an ambassador frum Antony OCTAVIUS CASAR, triumvirs.

to Casar. . ,


MEDES, attendants on Cleopatra.
SCARUS, Derceras, DEMETRIUS, Philo,

CLEOPATRA, queen of Egypt.
friends of Antony.

OCTAVIA, sister to Cæsar, and wife to

Antony. CULETUS, THYREUS, Gallos, friends to



*} attendants on Cleopatra. MENAS, Menecrates, VABRIUS, friends of Pompey.

Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and other TAURUS, lieutenant-general to Cæsar.

Attendants. CANIDIUS, lieutenant-general to Antony.

Scene, dispersed ; in several parts of the Silius, an officer in Ventidius's army.

Roman empire.


SCENE I. Alexandria, A Room in His powerful mandate to you, Do this, or Cleopatra's Palace.

this ;

(that, Enter DEMETRIUS and Philo.

Take in s that kingdom, and enfranchise,

Perform't, or else we damn thee. Phi. Nay, but this dotage of our general's, Ant.

How, my love! O'erflows the measure : those bis goodly eyes, Cleo. Perchance,-nay, and most like, That o'er the files and musters of the war (turn, You must not stay here longer, your dismission Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now Is come from Cæsar ; therefore hear it, AnThe oitice and devotion of their view


[say?-Both ? Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart Where's Fulvia's process | ? Cæsar's, I wooli Which in the scuffles of great fights hath Call in the messengers.-As I am Egypt's burst (per; queen,

(thine The buckles on his breast, reneges * all tem- Thou blushest, Antony; and that blood of And is become the bellows, and the fan, Is Cæsar's homager : else so thy cheek pays To cool a gipsy's lust. Look where they come! shame,

(sengers. Flourish. Enter AXTONY and CLEO. When shrill-tongued Fnlvia scolds.-The mes

PATRA, with their Trains; Eunucha fun- Ant. Let Rome in Tiber melt! and the wide ning her.

Take but good note, and yon shall see in him Of the ranged empire fall! Here is my space;
The triple pillar of the world transform'd Kingdoms are clay : our dungy parih alike
Into a stroinpet's fool : behold and see. Feeds beast as man: The nobleness of life

Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much. Is to do thus; when such a mutual pair,
Ant. There's beggary in the love that can be

(Embracing. reckon'd.

And such a twain can do't, in which, i bind Cleo. I'll set a bourn + how far to be beloved. On pain of punishment, the world to weet, Ant. Theu sonst thou needs find out new We stand up peerless. heaven, new earth.


Excellent falsehood! Enter an Attendant.

Why did he marry Fulvia, and not love her ? Att. News, iny good lord, from Rome. I'll seem the fool I am not; Antony Ant.

Grates I me :--the sum. Will be himself. Cleo. Nay, hear them, Antony:


But stirr'd by Cleopatra.Fulvia, perchance, is angry; Or, who knows Now, for the love of Love, and ber sof If the scarce-bearded Cæsar have not sent


• Renounces.

Bound or limit.


| Offends.


Subdue, conquer.

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Let's not confound the time with conference Char. O excellent ! I love long life better harsh : (stretch than figs.

[former fortune There's not a minute of our lives should Sooth. You have seen and proved a fairer Without some pleasure now: What sport to. Than that which is to approach.

Cleo. Hear the ambassadors. (night? Char. Then, belike, my children shall have

Fie, wrangling queen! no names 1 : Pr' ythee, how many boys and
Whom every thing becomes, to chide, to laugh, wenches must I have?
To weep; whose every passion fully strives Sooth. If every of your wishes bad a womb,
To make itself, in thee, fair and admired! And fertile every wish, million.
No messenger; but thine and all alone, (note Char. Oat, fool! I forgive thee for a witch.
To-night we'll wander through the streets, and Aler. You think, none but your slieels are
The qualities of people. Come, my queen; privy to your wishes.
Last night you did desire it:- Speak not to us. Char. Nay, come, tell Iras hers.

[Ex. ANT, and CLEO. with their Truin. Alex. We'll know all our fortunes.
Dem. Is Cæsar with Antonius prized so En. Mine, and most of our fortunes, tur

(tony, night shall be-drunk to bed.
Phi. Sir, sometimes, when he is not An. Iras. There's a palm presages chastity, if
He comes too short of that great property nothing else.
Which still should go with Antony.

Char. Even as the o'erflowing Nilus preDem.

l'in full sorry, sageth famine. That he approves the common liar t, who Iras. Go, you wild bedfellow, you cannot Thus speaks of him at Rome: But I will hope soothsay. Of betier deeds to-morrow. Rest you happy! Char. Nay, if an oily palm be not a fruit

[Exeunt. ful prognostication, I cannot scratch nine SCENE II. The same. Another Room.

ear.-Pr’ythee, tell her but a worky-day for

tune. Enter CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and

Sooth. Your fortunes are alike. a Soothsayer.

Irus. But how? but how? give une parti. Char. Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most any culars. thing Alexas, almost most absolute Alexas, Sooth. I have said. where's the soothsayer that you praised so to Iras. Am I not an inch of fortune better the queen? O, that I knew this husbaud, than she? which, you say, must change his horns with Char. Well, if yon were but an ine! of for. garlands!

tune better than I, where would you choose it? Alex. Soothsayer.

Iras. Not in my husband's nose.
Sooth. Your will ?

[know things? Char. Our worser thoughts heavens mend! Char. Is this the man ?--Is't you, sir, that Alexas,-come, his fortune, his fortune.-0,

Sooth. In nature's infinite book of secrecy, let him marry a woman that cannot go, sweet A little I can read.

Isis, I beseech thee! And let her die too, and Aler.

Show him your hand. give him a worse! and let worse follow worse, Enter ENOBARBUS.

till the worst of all follow him laughing to his Eno. Bring in the banquet quickly; wine grave, fifty-fold a cuckold ! Good Isiss, hear enougb, Cleopatra's health to drink.

me this prayer, though you deny we a matter Char. Good sir, give me good fortune. of more weight; good leis, I beseech thee! Sooth. I make not, but foresee.

Iras. Amen. Dear goddess, hear that prayer Char. Pray, then, foresee me one.

of the people! for, as it is a heart breakicg to Sooth. You shall be yet far fairer than you see a handsome man Joose-wived, so it is a are.

deadly sorrow to behold a foul knave unChar. He means, in flesh.

cuckolded; Therefore, dear Isis, keep decoIras. No, you shall paint when you are old. rum, and fortune bim ac

Char, Wrinkles forbid !

Char. Amen.
Aler. Vex not his prescience; be atteniive. Alex. Lo, now! if it lay in their hands to
Char. Hush!

make me a cuckold, they would make themSooth. You shall be more beloving than selves whores, but they'd do't. beloved

Eno. Hush! here comes Antony.
Char. I had rather heat my liver with Char.

Not lie, the queen. drinking

Alex. Nay, hear him.

Cleo. Saw you my lord?
Char. Good now, some excellent fortune! Eno.

No, lady.
Let me be married to three kings in a forenoon, Cleo.

Was he not here? and widow them all: let me have a child at Char. No, madain.

(sudden fifty, to whom Herod of Jewry may du homage: Cleo. He was disposed to mirth; but on the find ine to marry me with Octavius Cæsar, and A Roman thought hath struck him.-Enobar companion me with my mistress.

Eno. Madam.

(bus,Sooth. You shall outlive the lady whom you Cleo. Seek him, and bring him hither serve.

Where's Alexas? • Consume. + Fame.

Shall be bastards. An Egyptian goddess.

Aler. Here, madam, at your service.-My The band could pluck her back, that shoved lord approaches.

her on. Enter ANTONY, with a Messenger and I must from this enchanting queen break off Attendants.

Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I knyw,
Cleo. We will not look upon him: Go with us. My idleness doth haich.-How now! Eno
AS, IRAS, CHARMIAN, Soothsayer, und


Eno. What's your pleasure, sir ?
Mess. Fulvia, thy wife, first came into the Ant. I must with haste from heuce.
Ant. Against my brother Lucius ? (field. Eno. Why, then, we kill all our women :
Mess. Ay:

(state We see how mortal an unkindness is to them; But soon that war bad cud, and the time's if they suffer our departure, dealb's the word. Made friends of them, jointing their force Ant. I must be gone. 'gainst Cæsar;

Eno. Under a compelling occasion, let woWhose better issue in the war, from Italy, men die: It were pity to cast them away for Upon the first encounter, drave them.

nothing; though, between them and a great Ant.


cause, they should be esteemed nothing. CleoWhat worst?

[teller. patra, catching but the least noise of this, dies Mess. The nature of bad news infects the instantly; I have seen her die twenty times Ant. When it concerns the fool or coward. upon far poorer moment: I do think, there is On:

{"Tis thus; mettle in death, which commits some loving Things, that are past, are done, with me.- act upon her, she bath such a celerity in dying. Who tells me true, though in his tale lie death, Ant. She is cunning past man's thought. I hear him as he flatter'd.

Enu. Alack, sir, no; her passions are made Mess. Labienus

of nothing but the finest part of pure love: (This is stiff news) bath, with bis Parthian force, we cannot call her winds and waters, sighs Extended * Asia from Euphrates ;

and tears; they are greater storms and temHis conquering banter shook, from Syria pest: than almanacks can report: this cannot To Lydia, and to Ionia;

be cunning in her; if it be, she makes a sbower Whilst-

of rain as well as Jove. Ant. Autony, thou wouldst say,

Ant. 'Would I had never seen her! Mess.

O, my lord!

Eno, 0, sir, you had then left unseen a wouAnt. Speak to me home, mince not the ge- derful piece of work; which not to have been neral tongue ;

blessed withal, would have discredited your Name Cleopatra as she's call'd in Rome: travel. Rail thou in Fulvia's phrase; and taunt my Ant. Fulvia is dead. faulte

(malice Eno. Sir? With such full license, as both truth and Ant. Fulvia is dead. Have power to utter, o, then we bring forth Eno. Falvia? weeds,

(told us, Ant. Dead. When our quick winds + lie still; and our ills Eno. Why, sir, give the gods a thankfal Is as our earing 1.

Fare thee well a while. sacrifice. When it pleaseth their deities to Mess. At your noble pleasure. (Erit, take the wife of a man from him, it shows to Ant. From Sicyon how the news? Speak man the tailors of the earth; comforting there. there.

(such an une? | in, that when old robes are worn out, there 1 Att. The man from Sicyon.-Is there are members to make new. If there were no 2 Alt. He stays ý upon your will.

more women bat Fulvia, then had you indeed Ant.

Let him appear,-a cut, and the case to be lamented this grief These strong Egyptian fetters I must break, is crowned with consolation; your old sinock Enter another Messenger.

brings forth a new petticoat:-and, indeed, Or lose myself in dotage,-What are you? the tears live in an onion, that should water 2 Wess. Fulvia, thy wife, is dead.

this sorrow.

(state, Ant.

Where died she? Ant. The business she hath broached in the 2 Mess. In Sicyon :

(serious Cannot cndure my absence. Her length of sickness, with what else more Eno. And the business you have broached Importeib thee to know, this bears.

here cannot be without you ; especially that

(Gives a letter. of Cleopatra's, which wholly depends on your Ant. Forbear me.- abode.

[officers [Erit Messenger. Ant. No more light answers. Let oor There's a great spirit gone! Thns did I desire it: Have notice what we purpose. I shall break What our contempts do often burl from us, The cause of our expedience || 10 the queen, We wish it ours again; the present pleasure, And yet her love to part. For not alone By revolution lowering, does become

The death of Fulvia, with more urgent touches The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone; Do strongly speak to us; but the letters too • Seized,

+- In some editions minds. Tilling, plowing; prepares us to produce good seed. Waits, \ Expedition.


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