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ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA.

VIII.

CLEOPATRA assisting to arm ANTONY.

6 Cleo.

Nay, I 'll help too.
What's this for?
Is not this buckled well ?
Ant.

Rarely, rarely;
Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen 's a squire
More tight at this than thou :-Despatch.— love,
That thou could'st see my wars to-day, and knew'st
The royal occupation !”

Act IV. S. 4.

IX.

6 Ant.

All is lost; This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me: My fleet hath yielded to the foe.

Enter CLEOPATRA. Ah, thou spell! avaunt !

Cleo. Why is my lord enraged against his love?

ANT. Vanish; or I shall give thee thy deserving,
And blemish Cæsar's triumph. Let him take thee,
And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians :
Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot
Of all thy sex.”

Act IV. S. 10.

x.

ANTONY calls upon EROS to kill him.

“ Eros. Turn from me then that noble countenance, Wherein the worship of the whole world lies. Ant. Lo thee.

(Turning from him.) Eros. Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now? Ant. Now, Eros.

Eros. Why, there then :- (Falls on his sword.) Thus do I escape the sorrow Of Antony's death.

(Dies.) Ant.

Thrice nobler than myself!

Eros,
Thy master dies thy scholar; to do thus
I learn’d of thee.

(Falls on his sword.)

How! not yet dead? not dead ? The guard !--ho!-0, despatch me!

Enter Guard.

What's the noise ?
Ant. I have done my work ill, friends ; 0 make an

end
Of what I have begun!
GUARD.

Alas, and woe !"

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA.

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XI.

CLEOPATRA, IRAS, and CHARMIAN raising up

ANTONY into the monument.

Cleo.

Come, come, Antony !-
Help me, my women.- We must draw thee up.-
. . . . . . . . O come, come, come;
And welcome, welcome ! die where thou hast lived:
Quicken with kissing; had my lips that power,
Thus would I wear them out.
Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying :"

Act IV. S. 13.
(The guard are assisting in raising ANTONY by

means of his cloak tied to the points of their spears.)

XII.

CÆSAR's interview with CLEOPATRA.-CLEO

PATRA kneels.

6 CÆSAR.

Arise,
You shall not kneel:-
I pray you, rise; rise, Egypt.
CLEO.

Sir, the gods
Will have it thus; my master and my lord,
I must obey.”

Act V. S. 2.

XIII. The death of CLEOPATRA. “ Cleo. Show me, my women, like a queen.-Go fetch My best attire;-I am again for Cydnus, To meet Mark Antony. ...... So,— have you done? Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips. Farewell, kind Charmian ;-Iras, long farewell!

(Kisses them. IRAS falls and dies.) Have I the aspic in my lips ? dost fall ?

CHAR. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain, that I may say The gods themselves do weep! Cleo.

This proves me base : If she first meet the curled Antony, He 'll make demand of her; and spend that kiss, Which is my heaven to have. Come, mortal wretch,

(To the Asp, which she applies to her breast.) With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate Of life at once untie.”

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