Att. Fly! not we. Ant. I have fled myself; and have instructed cowards Enter Enos, and CLEOPATRA, led All that is won and lost. Give me a kiss; We scorn her most, when most she offers blows. SCENE X. - CAESAR'S camp, in Egypt. Dol. Caesar, 'tis his schoolmaster: An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither Enter EUPHRONIUS. Comfort him! To his grand sea. Ant. Yes, my lord, yes!- He, at Philippi, kept His sword even like a dancer, while I struck The lean and wrinkled Cassius; and 'twas I, That the mad Brutus ended: he alone Dealt on lieutenantry, and no practice had In the brave squares of war: yet now Cleo. Ah, stand by! No matter! Eros. The queen, my lord, the queen! Ant. I have offended reputation; Ant. O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See, Cleo. O my lord, my lord! Forgive my fearful sails! I little thought, Ant. Egypt, thou knew'st too well, My heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings, Cleo. O, my pardon! Ant. Now I must To the young man send humble treaties, dodge Cleo. O pardon, pardon! Ant. Fall not a tear, I say! one of them rates Caes. Be it so. Declare thine office! Eup. Lord of his fortunes, he salutes thee, and To let him breathe between the heavens and earth, Caes. For Antony, I have no ears to his request. The queen Caes. Bring him through the bands. [Exit Euphronius, Caes. Observe how Antony becomes his flaw; [Exeunt. SCENE XI.— Alexandria. A room in the palace. Enter CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, and IRAS. Cleo. What shall we do, Enobarbus? Eno. Think, and die! Cleo. Is Antony, or we, in fault for this? Eno. Antony only, that would make his will Lord of his reason. What although you fled From that great face of war, whose several ranges Frighted each other? why should he follow? The itch of his affection should not then Have nick'd his captainship; at such a point, When half to half the world oppos'd, he being, The mered question. 'Twas a shame no less Than was his loss, to course your flying flags, And leave his navy gazing. Cleo. Pr'ythee, peace! 642 Enter ANTONY, with EUPHRONIUS. Ant. Is this his answer? Eup. Ay, my lord! Ant. The queen Shall then have courtesy, so she will yield Eup. He says so. Ant. Let her know it. To the boy Caesar send this grizzled head, Cleo. That head, my lord? Ant. To him again. Tell him, he wears the rose Of youth upon him; from which the world should note Something particular: his coin, ships, legions Thyr. Shall I say to Caesar Say to great Caesar this: In disputation I kiss his conqu'ring hand: tell him, I am prompt Wisdom and fortune combating together, No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay As i'the command of Caesar: I dare him therefore If that the former dare but what it can, [Exeunt Antony and Euphronius. Enter an Attendant. men! Against the blown rose may they stop their nose, [Aside. The loyalty, well held to fools, does make Enter THYREus. Thus, then, thou most renown'd; Caesar entreats, Cleo. Go on! Right royal! Thyr. He knows, that you embrace not Antony Cleo. O! Cleo. Your Caesar's father Oft, when he hath mus'd of taking kingdoms in, Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS. Thyr. One, that but performs Ant. Approach, there!-Ay, you kite!-Nos gods and devils! Authority melts from me. Of late, when I cry'd, he' Enter Attendants. Ant. Moon and stars! - Were't twenty of the greatest tribu taries, That do acknowledge Caesar, 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, Bear us an errand to him. - [Exeunt Attend. with Thyre You were half blasted ere I knew yon. - Ha! ilave 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: Thyr. The scars upon your honour, therefore, he (O misery on't!) the wise gods seal our eyes; In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make To our confusion. Cleo. O, it come to this? fragment Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upo Sir, sir, thou'rt so leaky, Though you can guess, what temperance should be, All my sad captains, fill our bowls! once more You know not what it is. Cleo. Wherefore is this?" Ant. To let a fellow that will take rewards, The horned herd! for I have savage cause; A halter'd neck, which does the hangman thank 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 sorry The white hand of a lady fever thee, Let's mock the midnight bell! Cleo. It is my birth-day: I had thought, to have held it poor; but, since my lord Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra. Ant. We'll yet do well. 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 sears.— queen! There's sap in't Come on, my 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 outstare the lightning. To be furious, Is, to be frighted out of fear: and, in that mood, Shake thou to look on't! Get thee back to Caesar, My speech, and what is done; tell him, he has Ant. Alack, our terrene moon [Exit Thyreus. Is now eclips'd; and it portends alone Cleo. I must stay his time. Ant. To flatter Caesar, would you mingle eyes With one that ties his points? Cleo. Not know me yet? Ant. Cold-hearted toward me? Cleo. Ah, dear, if I be so, From my cold heart let heaven engender hail, Ant. I am satisfied. Caesar sits down in Alexandria; where Have knit again, and fleet, threat'ning most sea-like. Where hast thou been, my heart? -Dost thou hear, lady? If from the field I shall return once more Cleo. That's my brave lord! Ant. I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, breath'd, And fight maliciously: for when mine hours Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives Of 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 SCENE I. A CT IV. [Exit. CAESAR'S camp at Alexandria. Enter CAESAR, reading a letter; AGRIPPA, MECAENAS, and Others. Caes. 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 personal combat, Caesar to Antony. Let the old ruffian know, Mec. Caesar must think,、 When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted Caes. 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 done; And feast the army: we have store to do't, And they have earn'd the waste. Poor Antony! [Exeunt. 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! 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, Enter Servants. let's to-night 644 Eno. 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which sorrow shoots 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 An Antony; that I might do you service, So good as you have done. Serv. The gods forbid! [Aside. Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night: 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 mean? Eno. To make his followers weep. Ant. Tend me to-night; 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, am onion-ey'd; for shame, Transform us not to women. Ant. Ho, ho, ho! Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus! I spake to you for your comfort; did desire you' [Exeunt. SCENE III. — The sume. Before the palace. 1 Sold. Brother, good night! to-morrow is the day! 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! to-morrow Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope Our landmen will stand up. 3 Sold. 'Tis a brave army, And full of purpose. if 1 Sold. Ay; is't not strange? Sold. [Several speaking.] Content: 'tis strange! H S [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-The same. A room in the palace. Enter ANTONY, and CLEOPATRA; CHARMIAN, and Others, attending. Ant. Eros! mine armour, Eros! Ant. No, my chuck!-Eros, come! mine armour, Enter EROS, with armour. Come, my good fellow, put thine iron on!If fortune be not ours to-day, it is Because we brave her. - Come! Cleo. Nay, I'll help too. What's this for? Ant. Ah, let be, let be! thou art The armourer of my heart. -False, false; this, this! We shall thrive now. -Seest thou, my good fellow? Cleo. Is not this buckled well? He that unbuckles this, till we do please [Music of hautboys under the stage. Follow me close! I'll bring you to't!- Adien! [Exeunt Antony, Eros, Officers, and Soldiers. Char. Please you, retire to your chamber? Cleo. Lead me! He goes forth gallantly. That he and Caesar might Determine this great war in single fight! Then, Antony, - but now, well, on! [Exeunt SCENE V.-ANTONY'S camp near Alexandria. Trumpets sound. Enter ANTONY and EROS; a Soldier meeting them. 2 Sold. "Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony lov'd, Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony! Ant. 'Would, thou and those thy prevail'd Do hear what we do. [They advance to another post. To make me fight at land! scars had once H B F Sold. Had'st thou done so, The kings that have revolted, and the soldier That has this morning left thee, would have still Follow'd thy heels. Ant. Who's gone this morning? Sold. Who? One ever near thee; call for Enobarbus, He shall not hear thee; or from Caesar's camp Ant. What say'st thou? He is with Caesar. Eros. Sir, his chests and treasure He has not with him. Ant. Is he gone? Sold. Most certain. Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it! Caes. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight! Agr. Caesar, I shall! Shall bear the olive freely. Enter a Messenger. Mess. Antony Is come into the field. Caes. Go, charge Agrippa Plant those that have revolted in the van, Enter a Soldier of CAESAR'S. Sold. Enobarbus, Antony Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with Came on my guard; and at thy tent is now, Eno. I give it you. Sold. Mock me not, Enobarbus! I tell you true. Best that you saf'd the bringer [Exit Soldier. Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth, And feel I am so most. O Antony, Thou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid My better service, when my turpitude Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my heart: If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean Shall outstrike thought: but thought will do't, I feel. I fight against thee!-No: I will go seek Some ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits My latter part of life. SCENE VII.- Field of battle between the camps. [Exit. Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA, and Others. SCENE VII.- Under the walls of Alexandria. Alarum. Enter ANTONY, marching; SCARUS, and forces. Ant. We have beat him to his camp. Run one before, And let the queen know of our guests!-To-morrow, That has to-day escap'd. I thank you all! Before the sun shall see us, we'll spill the blood 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 Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss The honour'd gashes whole. Give me thy hand! [To Scarus. Enter CLEOPATRA, attended. To this great fairy Fll commend thy acts, Make her thanks bless thee.-0 thou day o'the 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 Cleo. F'll give thee, friend, And drink carouses to the next day's fate, |