1 Our strength is all gone into heaviness,3 All. A heavy sight! Give me some wine, and let me speak a little. Cleo. No, let me speak; and let me rail so high, That the false housewife Fortune break her wheel, Provok'd by my offence. Ant. One word, sweet queen: Of Cæsar seek your honour, with your safety.-O! Cleo. They do not go together. Ant. Gentle, hear me: None about Cæsar trust, but Proculeius. Cleo. My resolution, and my hands, I'll trust; None about Cæsar. Ant. The miserable change now at my end, Lament nor sorrow at: but please your thoughts, Cleo. Noblest of men, woo't die? Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide In this dull world, which in thy absence is 3 [Dies. into heaviness,] Heaviness is here used equivocally for sorrow and weight. Quicken with kissing;] That is, Revive by my kiss. * No better than a stye?-O, see, my women, The soldier's pole is fallen; young boys, and girls, Are level now with men: the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. Char. O, quietness, lady!. Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign. Char. Iras. [She faints. Lady, Madam, Royal Egypt! Char. O madam, madam, madam! Iras. Empress! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. Cleo. No more, but e'en a woman; and com- By such poor passion as the maid that milks, To rush into the secret house of death, Ere death dare come to us?-How do you, women? What, what? good cheer! Why, how now, Charmian? My noble girls!-Ah, women, women! look, "The soldier's pole-] He at whom the soldiers pointed, as at a pageant held high for observation. the meanest chares.] i. e. task-work. Hence our term chare-woman. And make death proud to take us. Come, away: This case of that huge spirit now is cold. Ah, women, women! come; we have no friend But resolution, and the briefest end. [Exeunt; those above bearing off ANTONY'S Body. ACT V. SCENE I. Cæsar's Camp before Alexandria. Enter CESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, MECENAS, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, and Others. Cæs. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield; Being so frustrate, tell him, he mocks us by The pauses that he makes. Dol. Cæsar, I shall. [Exit DOLABELLA. Enter DERCETAS, with the Sword of ANTONY. Cas. Wherefore is that? and what art thou, that dar'st Appear thus to us? Der. 8 I am call'd Dercetas; Mark Antony I serv'd, who best was worthy Cæs. What is't thou say'st? 7 Being so frustrate,-] Frustrate, for frustrated, was the language of Shakspeare's time. 8 hand. thus to us?] i. e. with a drawn and bloody sword in thy Der. I say, O Cæsar, Antony is dead. Cas. The breaking of so great a thing should make A greater crack: The round world should have shook Lions into civil streets, And citizens to their dens:-The death of Antony Is not a single doom; in the name lay A moiety of the world. Der. He is dead, Cæsar; Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand, Hath, with the courage which the heart did lend it, I robb'd his wound of it; behold it stain'd With his most noble blood. Cæs. Agr. Look you sad, friends? And strange it is, His taints and honours A rarer spirit never That nature must compel us to lament Our most persisted deeds. Mec. Waged equal with him. Agr. Did steer humanity: but you, gods, will give us Some faults to make us men. Cæsar is touch'd. Mec. When such a spacious mirror's set before him, He needs must see himself. Cæs. O Antony! I have follow'd thee to this;-But we do lance 9 but it is a tidings To wash the eyes of kings.] That is, May the gods rebuke me, if this be not tidings to make kings weep. Diseases in vur bodies:] When we have any bodily complaint, Have shown to thee such a declining day, Unreconciliable, should divide Our equalness to this.3-Hear me, good friends,But I will tell you at some meeter season; Enter a Messenger. The business of this man looks out of him, mistress, The queen my Confin'd in all she has, her monument, Cæs. Bid her have good heart; She soon shall know of us, by some of ours, Determine for her: for Cæsar cannot live Mess. So the gods preserve thee! [Exit. that is curable by scarifying, we use the lancet; and if we neglect to do so, we are destroyed by it. Antony was to me a disease; and by his being cut off, I am made whole. We could not both have lived in the world together. MALONE. his thoughts-] His is here used for its. 3 Our equalness to this.] That is, should have made us, in our equality of fortune, disagree to a pitch like this, that one of us must die. |