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Ant. Would, thou and those thy scars bad SCENE VII.-Field of Battle betreen the once prevail'd

Camps.
To make me tight at land;
Sold. Had'st thou done so,

Alarum.-Drums and trumpets.-Enter The kings that have revolted, and the soldier

AGRIPPA, and others. That has this morning left thee, would have still Agr. Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far, Follow'd thy heels.

Cesar himself has work, and our oppression Art. Who's gone this morning ?

Exceeds what we expected.

(Exeunt. Soud. Who? One ever near thee : Call for Enobarbus,

Alarum.-Enter ANTONY, and SCARUS

wounded, He shall not hear thee; or from Cesar's camp Say, I am none of thine.

Scar. O my brave emperor, this is sought inAnt. What say'st thou ?

deed ! Sold. Sir,

Had we done so at first, we had driven them He is with Cesar.

With clouts about their heads.

(hoine Eros. Sir, his chests and treasure

Ant. Thou bleed'st apace. He has not with him,

Scar. I had a wound here that was like a T, Ant. Is he gone ?

But now 'tis made an H. Sold. Most certain.

Ant. They do retire. Ant, Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; Scar. We'll beat 'em into bench-boles; I Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him

have yet
(I will subscribe) gentle adieus and greetings : Rooin for six scotches * more.
Say, that I wish he never find inore cause

Enter EROS.
To change a inaster.--Oh! my fortunes have
Corruptea honest men :-Eros, despatch.

Eros. They are beaten, Sir; and our advantage [Exeunt. For a fair victory.

(serves

Scar. Let us score their backs, SCENE VI.-CESAR's Camp before Aler- And snatch 'em up, as we take bares, bebind ; andria.

'Tis sport to maul a runner.

Ant. I will reward thee
Flourish.-Erter Cesar with AGRIPPA, ENO Once for thy spritely comfort, and ten fold
BARBUS, and others.

For thy good valour. Come thee ou.
Ces. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight; Scar. I'll halt after.

(Ereunt. Our will is, Antony be took alive ; Make it so knowil.

SCENE VIII.-Under the walls of Aler. Agr. Cesar, I shall. (Erit AGRIPPA.

andria. Ces. The time of universal peace is near : Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd Alarum. Enter ANTONY, marching ; SCARUS, Shall bear the olive freely.

(world

and Forces. Enter a MESSENGER.

Ant. We have beat him to his camp; Run one Mess. Antony

before.

(row, Is come into the field.

And let the queen know of our guests.--To-morCes. Go, charge Agrippa

Before the sun shall see us, we'll spill the blood Plant those that have revolted in the van, That has to-day escap'd. I thank you all; That Antony may seem to spend bis fury For doughty t-handed are you : and have fought Upon himself.

Not as you serv'd the cause, but as it had been (Freunt Cesar and his Train. Each man's like mine; you have shown all Eno. Alexas did revolt: and went to Jewry,

Hectors. On atlairs of Antony; there did persuade Enter the city, clip t your wives, your friends, Great Herod to incline himself to Cesar, Tell them your feats; whilst they, with joyful And leave his master Antony : for bis pains,

tears,

(kiss Cesar bath hang'd him. Canidius, and the rest Wash the congealment from your wounds, and That fell away, have entertainment, but

The honour'd gashes whole.-Give me thy band; No honourable trust. I have done ill;

(TO SCARUS. Of which I do accuse myself so sorely, That I will joy no more.

Enter CLEOPATRA, attended.

To this great fairy Ś I'll commend thy acts, Enter a SOLDIER of CESAR's.

Make her thanks bless thee.--0 thou day o'tlie Sold. Enobarbus, Antony

world, Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with Chain mine aru'd neck ; leap thou, attire and all, His bounty overplus : The messenger

Through proof of harness to my heart and there Came on my guard ; and at thy tent is now, Ride on the pants triumphing. Unloading of his mules.

Cleo. Lord of lords ! Eno. I give it you.

O intinite virtue! com’st thou smiling from Sold. Mock me not, Enobarbus.

The world's great snare uncaught ? I tell you true : Best that you sat'd the bringer Ant. My nightingale, Out of the host : I must attend mine oflice, We have beat them to their beds. What, girl Or would have done't myself. Your emperor

though grey

(we Continues suill a Jove.

Do something mingle with our brown ; yet have

(Erit SOLDIER. A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth, Get gaol for gaol of youth. Behold this man ; And feel I am so most. 0 Antony,

Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand; Thou mine of bounty, how would'st thou have paid Kiss it, iny warrior :- He hath fought to-day, My better service, when my turpitude

As if a god, in bate of mankind, had Thou dost so crown with gold . This blows* my Destroy'd in such a shape. heart.

Cleo. I'll give thee, friend, If swift thonght break it not, a swifter mean An armour all of gold : it was a king's. Shall outstrike thought: but thought + will do't, Ant. He has deserv'd it, were it carbuncled I feel.

Like holy Phæbus' car.--Give me thy hand ; I fight against thee !--No : I will go seek

Through Alexandria make a jolly marcb;
Some ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits
My latter part of life.

(Erit.
• Cuts.
+ Brave.

* Embrace.

Beauty, united with power, was the characterist of • Swells. + Conscience.

fairies.

Bear our hack'd targets like the men that owe Enter Cesar with his Forces, marching. them :

Ces. But being charg'd, we will be still by Had our great palace the capacity

land, To camp this host, we all would sup together,

Which, as I take't, we shall; for his best force And drink carouses to the next day's fate, Is forth to man his gallies. To the vales, Which promises royal peril.-Trumpeters, And hold our best advantage.

[Ereunt. With brazen din blast you the city's ear; Make mingle with our rattling tabourines;

Re-enter ANTONY and SCARUS. That heaven and earth may strike their sounds

Ant. Yet they're not join'd: Where younder together,

pine does stand, Applauding our approach.

[Exeunt. I shall discover all ; I'll bring thee word

Straight how 'tis like to go.
SCEVE IX.-CESAR's Camp.

[Erit.

Scar. Swallows have built
SENTINELS on their post. Enter ENOBARBUS. In Cleopatra's sails their nests: the augurers

Say, they know rot,-they cannot tell ;-look 1 Sold. If we be not reliev'd within this hour,

grimly, We must return to the court of guard : t The And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony night

Is valiant and dejected ; and, by starts, Is shiny; and, they say, we shall einbattle

His fretted fortunes give him hope and fear, By the second ho!r i'the mon.

of what he has and has not. 2 Sold. This last day was A shrewd one to us.

Alarum afar off, as at a Sea Fight. Eno. O bear me witness, night!-3 Sold. What man is this?

Re-enter AXTONY.
2 Sold. Stand close, and list to him.
Eno. Be witness to me, 0 thou blessed moon, This foul Egyptian bath betrayed me :

Ant. All is lost !
When men revolted shall upon record
Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did

My fleet have yielded to the foe; and yonder
Before thy face repent!

They cast their caps up, and carouse together 1 Sold. Enobarbus !

Like friends long lost.-Triple-turn'd whore ! *

'tis thou 3 Sold. Peace; Hark further.

Hast sold me to this novice ; and my heart
The poisonous damp of night disponge I upon me; i have done all :-Bid them all tlý, begone.
Eno: O sovereign mistress of true melancholy. Makes only wars on thee.—Bid then all tly:

For when I ain reveng'd upon my charın,
That life, a very rebel to my will,
May hang no longer on me : Throw my heart

(Exit SCARUS. Against the fint and hardness of my fault ;

0 sun, thy uprise shall I see no more : Which, being dried with grief, will break to Fortune and Antony part here; even here powder,

Do we shake hands.-All come to this? - The

hearts And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony, Nobler than my revolt is infamous,

That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave Forgive me in thine own particular;

Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets But let the world rank me in register

On blossoming Cesar ; and this pine is bark'd, A master-leaver, and a fugitive :

That overtopp'd them all. Betray'd I am : O Antony! O Antony !

(Dies.

o this false soul of Egypt! this grave charm, + 2 Sold. Let's speak

Whose eye beck'd I forth ony wars, and call'd

ibem bome; To him. 1 Sold. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks Like a right gipsy, hath, at fast and loose, o

Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end, May concern Cesar. 3 Sold, Let's do so. But he sleeps.

Beguil'd me to the very heart of loss.I Sold. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer

What, Eros, Eros!

Enter CLEOPATRA. Was never yet for sleeping. 2 Sold. Go we to him.

Ah! thou spell! Avaunt. 3 Sold, Awake, awake, Sir; speak to us. Cleo. Why is my lord enrag'd against his 2 Sold. Hear you, Sir.

love? 1 Sold. The hand of death hath raught j bim. Ant. Vanish ; or I shall give thee thy deservHark, the drums

ins,

(Drums afar off. And blemish Cesar's triumph. Let him take thee,
Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians :
To the conrt of guard; he is of note : our hour Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot
Is fully out.

of all thy sex ; most monster-like, be shown 3 Sold. Come on then;

For poor'st diminutives, to dolts : || and let
He may recover yet.

Patient Octavia plough thy visage up
(Ereunt with the Body. With her prepared nails. (Erit Cleo.] "Tis well

thou'rt gone.
SCENE X.-Between the two Camps. If it be well to live : But better 'twere

Thou fell'st into my fury, for one death Enter ANTONY and SCARUS, with Forces

Might have prevented many.-Eros, lo!--
murching.

The shirt of Nessus is upon me : Teach me,
Ant. Their preparation is to-day by sea; Alcides, thou mine ancestor, thy rage :
We please them not by land.

Let me lodge Lichas ** on the hors o'the moon ;
Scar. For both, my lord.

And with those hauds, that grasp'd the heaviest Ant. I would, they'd fight i'the fire, or in the

club, air ;

Subdue my worthiest self. The witch shall die; We'd fight there too. But this it is : Our foot To the Roman boy she hath sold me, and I fall Upon the hills adjoining to the city,

Under this plot: she dies for’t.--Eros, ho !
Shall stay with us; order for sea is given;

[Exit.
They have put forth the haven : Further on,
Where their appointment we may best discover, Cleopatra first belonged to Julius Cesar, then tt
And look on their endeavour. (Exeunt. Antony, and now, as Antony sapposes, t. Augustus.

This majestic beauty.

Called forth.

A cheating game, at present named pricking at the • As becomes the warriors that own them. + The i bele. | For the smallest piece of money to clown guard-room. 1 Pour out, as a sponge when & Hercules.

* The boy that brought the #queezed. The ancient preterite tense of reach, poisoned shirt to Hercules.

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SCENE XI-Alexandria.-A Room in the Heart, once be stronger than thy continent, .
Pelace.

Crack thy srail case ! -Apace, Eros, apace.-

No more a soldier :-Bruised pieces, gor.
Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAs, and You have been nobly borue.-From me awhile.
MARDIAN

(Exit Eros. Cleo. Help me, my women! Oh, he is more I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and mad

Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now Than Telainon * for his shield; the boar of All length is torture :--Since the torch is out, Was never so emboss'd +

(Thessaly Lie down, and stray no further : Now all labour Char. To the monument ;

Mars what it does; yea, very force entangles There lock yourself, and send him word you are itself with strength : Seal then, t and all is dead.

done. The soul and body rive not more in parting, Eros !-I come, my queen :-Eros !--Stay for me. Than greatness going off.

Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in Cleo. To the inonument :

hand, Mardian, go tell him I have slain myself; And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze : Say, that the last I spoke was, Antony ;

Dido and her Æneas shall wait troops, And word it, pr'ythee, piteously : Hence,

And all the haunt be ours.-Come, Eros, Eros ! Mardian ; and bring me how he takes my death.To the monument.

(Ereunt.

Re-enter Eros.

Eros. What would my lord ?
SCENE XII.-The same. Another Room.

Ant. Since Cleopatra died,
Enter ANTONY and Eros.

I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods

Detest my baseness. I, that with my sword Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me?

Quarter'd the world, and o'er green Neptune's Eros. Ay, noble lord.

back Ant. Sometime, we see a cloud that's dra. With ships made cities, condemn myself, to lack gonish;

The courage of a woman ; less noble nind A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion,

Than she, which, by her death, our Cesar tells, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock,

I am conquerer of myself. Thou art sworn, A forked mountain, or blue promontory

Eros,

(now With trees upon't, that nod into the world,

That, when the exigent should come, (which And mock our eyes with air : Thou hast seen is come indeed) when I should see behind me these signs ;

The inevitable prosecution of They are black vesper's pageants.

Disgrace and horror, that, on my command, Eros. Ay, my lord.

Thou then would'st kill me : do't; the time is Ant. That, which is now a borse, even with a

thought, The rack o disliinbs; and makes it indistinct,

Thou strik'st not me, 'tis Cesar thou defeat'st.

Put colour in thy cheek. As water is in water.

Eros. The gods withhold me !
Eros. It does, my lord.

Shall I do that, which all the Parthian darts,
Ant. My good knave, || Eros, now thy captain Though enemy, lost aim and could not 3
Even such a body : here I am Antony ; (is Ant. Eros,

(see Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave.

Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and i made these wars for Egypt; and the queen, Thy master thus with pleach'd I arms, bending Whose heart, I thought, I had, for she had

down mine

His corrigible ) neck, his face subdued (Which, whilst it was mine, had annex'd unto't

To penetrative shame ; whilst the wheeld seat A million more, now lost)--she, Eros, has Pack'd cards with Cesar and false play'd my His baseness that ensued ?

of fortunate Cesar, drawn before him, branded Unto an enemy's triumph.

[glory

Eros. I would not see't. Nay, weep not, gentle Eros ; there is left us

Ant. Come then; for with a wound I must be Ourselves to end ourselves.-Oh ! thy vile lady!

cur'd. Enter MARDIAX.

Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast worn

Most useful for thy country.
She has robb’d me of my sword.

Eros. O Sir! pardon me.
Mar. No, Antony ;

Ant. When I did make thee free, swor'st thou My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes mingled

not then With thine entir ly.

To do this wlien I bade thee? Do it at once ; Ant. Hence, saicy eunuch ; peace :

Or thy precedent services are all She hath betray'd me, and shall die the death.

But accidents unpurpos’d. Draw and come. Mar. Death of one person can be paid but

Eros. Turn from me then that noble counte. once : And that she has discharg'd : What thou would'st wherein the worship of the whole world lies. do,

Ant. Lo thee.

(Turning from him. Is done into thy hand; the last she spake

Eros. My sword is drawn. Was, Antony ! inost noble Antony !

Ant. Then let it do at once Then in the midst a tearing groan did break

The thing why thou bast drawn it The name of Antony ; it was divided

Eros. My dear master, Between her heart and lips : she render'd life,

My captain, and my emperor! let me say,
Thy name so buried in ber.

Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell.
Ant. Dead then ?

Ant. 'Tis said, man ;-and farewell.
Mar. Dead.

Eros. Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike
Ant. Eros, unarm : the long day's task is

now ? done,

Ant. Now, Eros. And we inust sleep :-That thou depart'st hence

Eros. Why, there then : safe,

(Falls on his Sword, Does pay thy labour richly; Go.--Off, plock

Thus do I escape the sorrow
off ;-—
[Erit MARDIAN. of Antony's death.

(Dics. The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep

Ant. Thrice nobler than myself!
The battery from my heart. O cleave, my sides !

Thou teachest me, o valiant Eros, what
• Ajax Telamon for the shield of Achilles.
+ Imboss, in hunting, is when the animal loams at the • Than the body which contains thee

Amomouth. • Split „ The track, or form, destroys. tapnor borrowed from civil coptracts,

Folded, 1 Servant,

Corrected
I Corrodling.

L

nance

I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and All strange and terrible events are welcome, Eros

But comforts we despise ; our size of sorrow, Have, by their brave instruction, got upon me Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great A nobleness in record : but I will be A bridegroom in my death, and run into't

Enter DIOMEDES. As to a lover's bed. Come then ; and, Eros, As that which makes it.-How now? is he dead i Tby master dies thy scholar : to do thus

Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead. (Falling on his Sword. Look out o'the other side your monument, I learn'd of thee. How! not yet dead ? not His guard hath brought him thither.

dead The guard !-ho!--Oh ! despatch me.

Enter ANTONY, borne by the GUARD.

Cleo. O thou sun,
Enter DERCETAS and GUARD.

Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in !-dark, 1 Guard. What's the noise ?

ling stawu Ant. I have done my work ill, friends ; Oh! The varying shore o'the world !-0 Antony! make an end

Antony, Antony !-Charmian, help; help, Iras : of what I have begun.

Help, friends below ; let's draw him hither. 2 Guard. The star is fallen.

Ant. Peace : 1 Guard. And time is at his period.

Not Cesar's valour hath o'erthrown Antony, All. Alas, and woe!

But Antony's bath triumphed on itself. Ant. Let him that loves me, strike me dead. Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony 1 Guard. Not I.

Should conquer Antony : but woe 'tis so ! 2 Guard. Nor I.

Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying ; only 3 Guard. Nor any one. [Ereunt GUARD. I here importune death a while, until Der. Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers of many thousand kisses the poor last fly.

I lay upon thy lips.-This sword but shown to Cesar, with this tidings, Cleo. I dare not, dear Shall enter me with him.

(Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not,

Lest I be taken : not the imperioas show
Enter DIOMEDES.

of the full-fortun'd Cesar ever sball Dio. Where's Antony?

Be brooch'd + with me: if knife, drugs, serDer. There, Diomed, there.

pents, have Dio. Lives he?

Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe : Wilt thou not answer, man? (Erit DERCETAS. Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes, Ant. Art thou there, Dioined ? Draw thy And still conclusion, shall acquire no honour sword, and give me

Demuring upon me.-Butcome, come, Ao. Sufficing strokes for death.

tony, Dio. Most absolute lord,

Help me, my women, we must draw thee up :My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee.

Assist, good friends. Ant. When did she send thee?

Ant. O quick, or I am gone. Dio. Now, my lord.

Cleo. Here's sport, indeed !-How beavy weighs Ant. Where is she? Dio. Lock'd in her monument. She had a Our strength is all gone into heaviness, prophesying fear

That makes the weight : Had I great Juno's Of what hath come pass : for when she saw

power, (Which never should be found,) you did suspect The strong-wing’d Mercury should fetch thee up, She had dispos'do with Cesar, and that your And set thee by Jove's side. Yet coine a rage

little, Would not be purg'd, she sent you word she was Wishers were ever fools ;--0 come, come, come; dead;

[They draw ANTONY up. But, fearing since how it might work, hath sent And welcome, welcome ! die where thou hast Me to proclaim the truth ; and I am come,

liv'd: I dread, too late.

Quicken with kissing ; had my lips that power, Ant. Too late, good Diomed :-Call my guard, Thus would I wear them out. I pr’ythee.

All. A heavy sight! Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard! The Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying: guard, what ho !

Give me some wine, and let me speak a little. Come, your lord calls.

Cleo. No, let me speak; and let me rail so

high, Enter some of the GUARD.

That the false housewife Fortune break her Ant. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra Provok'd by iny offence.

(wheel bides :

Ant. One word, sweet queen : 'Tis the last service that I shall command you. of Cesar seek your bonour, with your sale. 1 Guard. Woe are we, Sir, you may uot live

ty.-0! to wear

Cleo. They do not go together. All your true followers out.

Ant. Gentle, hear me : All. Most heavy day!

None about Cesar trust, but Proculeius. Ant. Nay, good my fellows, do not please Cleo. My resolution, and my hands, I'll trust; sharp fate

None about Cesar. To grace it with your sorrows : bid that welcome Ant. The miserable change now at my end, Which comes to punish us, and we punish it Lament nor sorrow at: but please your thoughts, Seering to bear it lightly. Take me up : In feeding them with those iny former fortunes I have led you oft ; carry me now, good friends, Wherein i liv'd, the greatest prince o'the world, And have my thanks for all.

The noblest ; and do now not basely die, [Exeunt, bearing ANTONY. Nor cowardly; put off my helmet to

My countryman; a Roman, by a Roman, SCENE XIII.-The same.--A Monument. Valiantly vanquish'd. Now, my spirit is going ;

I can no more.

(Dies. Enter above, CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and

Cleo. Noblest of men, woo't die !
IRAS.

Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide
Cleo. O Charmian, I will never go from hence. In this dull world, which in thy absence is
Char. Be comforted, dear madam.

No better than a stye 2-0 see, my women, Cleo. No, I will not :

The crown o'the earth doth melt :--My lord l. • Made terms with

• Without light.

Adorned,

my lord!

Oh! wither'd is the garland of the war, Hath, with the courage which the heart dis The soldier's pole • is fallen ; young boys, and

Jend it, girls,

Splitted the heart.---This is his sword, Are level now with men : the odds is gone, I robb'd his wound of it: behold it stain'd And there is nothing left remarkable,

With bis most noble blood. Beneath the visiting moon. (She faints. Ces. Look you sad, friends ? Char. O quietness, lady!

The gods rebuke me, but it is a tidings Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign.

To wash the eyes of kings. Char. Lady,

Agr. And strange it is, Irus. Madam,

That nature must compel us to lament Char. O madam, madam, madam!

Our most persisted deeds. Iras. Royal Egypt !

Mec. His taints and honours Empress!

Waged equal with him. Char. Peace, peace, Iras.

Agr. A rarer spirit never Cleo. No more, but e'en a woman; and com Did steer humanity : but you, gods, will give us manded

Some faults to make us mell. Cesar is touchil. By such poor passion as the maid that milks, Vec. When such a spacious mirror's set beAnd does the meanest chares. - It were for me

fore him, To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods ; He needs must see himself. To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, Ces. O Antony ! Till they had stolen our jewel. All's but nauglit; I have foliow'd ihee to this :-But we do lance Patience is cottish ; and impatience does Diseases in our bodies : I must perforce Become a dog that's mad : Then, is it sin, Have shown to thee such a declining day, To rush into the secret house of death,

Or look on thine ; we could not stall together Ere death dare come to us ?--How do you, in the whole world : But yet let me lament, women ?

With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts, What, what? good cheer? Why, how now, that thou, my brother, my competitor Charmian ?

in top of all design. my mate in empire, My noble girls !-Ah, women, women! look, Friend and companion in the fro:t of war, Our lainp is spent, it's out :-Good Sirs, take the arm of mine own body, and the heart heart:

Where mine his thoughts did kindle,--that (To the GUARI) below.

our stars, We'll bury him : and then, what's brave, what's Unreconcileable, should divide noble,

Our equalness to this.-Hear me, good friends,Let's do it after the high Roman fashion, But I will tell you at some meeter season ; And make death proud to take us. Come, away : This case of that huge spirit now is cold.

Enter a MESSENGER. Ab, women, women! come; we have no frieud The business of this man looks out of him, But resolution, and the briefest end.

We'll hear him what he says.- Whence are you? [Exeunt: those abore bearing off ANTONY'S Mess. A poor Egyptian yet. The queen my Body.

mistress,
Contin'd in all she has, her monument,
Of thy intents desires instruction :

That she preparedly may fralne herself
ACT V.

To the way she's forced to.

Ces. Bid ber bave good heart; SCENE 1.-CESAR's Camp before Alexan. She soon shall know of us, by some of ours, dria.

How honourable and how kindly we

Determine for her : for Cesar cannot live Enter CESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, MECA

To be uugentle. NAS, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, and others.

Mess. So the gods preserve thee! (Erit. Ces. Go to him, Dolabella, bid bim yield; Ces. Come hither, Proculeius : Go, and say, Being so frustrate, I tell him, he mocks us by We purpose her no siame : give her what com. The pauses that he makes.

forts Dol. Cesar, I shall.

The quality of her passion shall require ;

(Exit DOLABELLA. Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke Enter DERCETAS, with the sword of ANTONY. Would be eternal'in our triumph : Go,

She do defeat us ; for her lite in Rome, Ces. Wherefore is that? and what art thou, And, with your speedieat, bring us what she says, that dar'st

And how you find of her. Appear thus 5 to us ?

Pro. Cesar I shall. Der. I am call'd Dercetas :

(Erit PROCULEIUS. Mark Antony ( serv'd, who best was worthy Ces. Gallus, go you along.--Where's DolaBest to be serv'd : whilst he stood up and spoke,

bella, He was my master; and I wore my life,

To second Proculeius? To spend upon his haters : If thou please

(Erit GALLUS. To take me to thee, as I was to him

Agr. Mec. Dolabella! I'll be to Cesar; it thou pleasest not,

Ces. Let him alone, for I remember now 1 yield thee up my life.

How be's employed : be shall in time be ready. Ces. What is't ibeu say'st ?

Go with me to my tent, where you shall see Der. I say, 0 Cesar, Antony is dead,

How hardly I was drawn into this war; Ces. The breaking of so great a thing should Huw calm and gentle I proceeded still make

(shook In all my writings : Go with me, and see A greater crack : The round world should have What I can show in this. Lions into civil streets,

(Ereunt. And citizens to their dens : -The death of Antony Is not a single doom ; in the name lay

SCENE 11.-Alexandria.-A Room in the A moiety of the world.

Monument.
Der. He is dead, Cesar ;
Not by a public minister of justice,

Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMAIN, and IRAS. Nor by a bired knite : but that self hand,

Cleo. My desolation does begin to make which writ his honour in the acts it did,

to

Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, • The soldier's ohject of admiration. + Task-work. Frustrated. With Antony's bloody sword.

1 Servant

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