Thou strik'st not me, 'tis Cæsar thou defeat'st. Eros. Eros, Ant. Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and see Thy master thus with pleach'd arms, bending down His corrigible neck, his face subdued 5 4 To penetrative shame; whilst the wheel'd seat Of fortunate Cæsar, drawn before him, branded Eros. I would not see't. Ant. Come then; for with a wound I must be Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast worn Most useful for thy country. Eros. O, sir, pardon me. Ant. When I did make thee free, swor'st thou not then To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once; But accidents unpurpos'd. Draw, and come. Eros. Turn from me then that noble countenance, Wherein the worship of the whole world' lies. Ant. Lo thee. Eros. My sword is drawn. Ant. [Turning from him. Then let it do at once The thing why thou hast drawn it. Eros. My dear master, - pleach'd arms,] Arms folded in each other. His corrigible neck,] Corrigible for corrected, and afterwards penetrative for penetrating. 6 His baseness that ensued?] The poor cor quered wretch that followed. JOHNSON. 7the worship of the whole worll- The worship, is the dignity, the authority. My captain, and my emperor! let me say, Eros. Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now? Of Antony's death. Ant. [Dies. Thrice nobler than myself! Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and Eros A bridegroom in my death, and run into't [Falling on his Sword. I learn'd of thee. How! not yet dead? not dead?— The guard!-ho!-O, despatch me. 1 Guard. Enter DERCETAS and Guard. What's the noise? Ant. I have done my work ill, friends; O, make an end Of what I have begun. 2 Guard. 1 Guard. And time is at his period. All. The star is fallen. Alas, and woe! Not I. Exeunt Guard. Ant. Let him that loves me, strike me dead. 1 Guard. 2 Guard. Nor I. 3 Guard. Nor any one. Der. Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers fly. This sword but shown to Cæsar, with this tidings, Shall enter me with him. Enter DIOMEDES. Dio, Where's Antony? Der. Dio. There, Diomed, there. Wilt thou not answer, man? Sufficing strokes for death. Dio. Lives he? Exit DERCETAS. Draw thy sword, My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee. Dio. Ant. Most absolute lord, Now, my lord. Where is she? Dio. Lock'd in her monument. She had a pro phesying fear 8 Of what hath come to pass: for when she saw Ant. Too late, good Diomed:-Call my guard, Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard! The Come, your lord calls. Enter some of the Guard. Ant. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra bides; 'Tis the last service that I shall command you. She had dispos'd with Caesar,] To dispose, in this instance, perhaps signifies to make terms, to settle matters. All 1 Guard. Woe are we, sir, you may not live to wear your true followers out. All. Most heavy day! Ant. Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp fate To grace it with your sorrows: bid that welcome Which comes to punish us, and we punish it Seeming to bear it lightly. Take me up: I have led you oft; carry me now, good friends, And have my thanks for all. [Exeunt, bearing ANTONY. SCENE XIII. The same. A Monument. Enter above, CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and IRAs. Cleo. O Charmian, I will never go from hence. Char. Be comforted, dear madam. Cleo. No, I will not: All strange and terrible events are welcome, But comforts we despise; our size of sorrow, Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great Enter DIOMedes. As that which makes it.-How now? is he dead? Cleo. Enter ANTONY, borne by the Guard. O thou sun, Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in!-darkling stand The varying shore o'the world!-O Antony! Peace: Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony Cleo. Lest I be taken: not the imperious show Be brooch'd with me;' if knife, drugs, serpents, have Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes, Ant. O, quick, or I am gone. Cleo. Here's sport, indeed!3-How heavy weighs my lord! darkling-] i. e. without light. 'Be brooch'd with me;] Be brooch'd, i. e. adorn'd. A brooch was an ornament formerly worn in the hat. 2 still conclusion,] Sedate determination; silent coolness of resolution. › Here's sport, indeed!] Cleopatra. perhaps, by this affected levity, this phrase which has no determined signification, only wishes to inspire Antony with cheerfulness, and encourage those who are engaged in the melancholy task of drawing him up into the monument. |