Ant. No, my chuck: Eros, come, mine armour, Eros.

Enter Eros.

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, Antony.

What's this for ? ah, let be, let be; thou art
The armourer of my heart;-falfe, falfe; this, this;-
Sooth-la, I'll help: thus it must be.

Ant. Well, well, we shall thrive now;

Seeft thou, my good fellow? Go, put on thy defences. Eno. Briefly, Sir.

Cleo. Is not this buckled well?

Ant. Rarely, rarely :

He that unbuckles this, till we do please

To doff't for our repofe, fhall hear a storm.

Thou fumbleft, Eros; and my Queen's a fquire More tight at this than thou; dispatch. O love! That thou could'ft fee my wars to-day, and knew'ft The royal occupation; thou fhould'ft fee

A workman in't.

Enter an armed Soldier.

Good-morrow to thee, welcome;

Thou look'ft like him, that knows a warlike charge: To bufinefs that we love we rife betime,

And go to't with delight.

Sold. A thoufand, Sir,

Early though't be, have on their rivetted trim,
And at the port expect you. [Shout. Trumpets flourish.

Enter Captains and Soldiers.

Cap. The morn is fair; good-morrow, General!
All. Good-morrow, General !

Ant. 'Tis well blown, lads.

This morning, like the fpirit of a youth
That means to be of note, begins betimes.

So,

So, fo; come, give me that, this way-well faid.
Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me,
This is a foldier's kifs: rebukeable,

And worthy fhameful check it were, to ftand
On more mechanick compliment: I'll leave thee
Now, like a man of fteel. You, that will fight,
Follow me clofe, I'll bring you to't: adieu. [Exeunt.
Char. Please you to retire to your chamber?
Cleo. Lead me:

He goes forth gallantly: That he and Cæfar might Determine this great war in fingle fight!

Then, Antony,

-but now,

SCENE

-well on.

[Exeunt.

IV.

Changes to a Camp.

Trumpets found. Enter Antony and Eros; a Soldier

Sold.

THE

meeting them.

HE Gods make this a happy day to Aniony. Ant. Would, thou and thofe thy fcars had once prevail'd

To make me fight at land !

Eros. Hadft thou done fo,

The Kings, that have revolted, and the Soldier,
That has this morning left thee, would have ftill
Follow'd thy heels.

Ant. Who's gone this morning?

Eros. Who?

One ever near thee.

Call for Enobarbus,

He shall not hear thee; or from Cæfar's camp

Say. "I am none of thine."

Ant. What fay'ft thou?

Sold. Sir,

He is with Cæfar.

Eros. Sir, his chefts and treasure

He has not with him.

Ant.

Ant. Is he gone?

Sold. Moft certain.

Ant. Go, Eros, fend his treasure after, do it Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him, I will fubfcribe gentle adieus, and greetings: Say, that I wish he never find more cause To change a mafter. Oh, my fortunes have Corrupted honeft men! dilpatch, my Eros. [Exeunt.

SCENE V.

Changes to Cæfar's Camp.

Enter Cæfar, Agrippa, with Enobarbus, and Dolabella.
O forth Agrippa, and begin the fight:
Our will is, Antony be took alive ;

Caf. G

Make it fo known.

Agr. Cefar, I fhall.

Caf. The time of univerfal Peace is near;

Prove this a profp'rous day, the three-nook'd world Shall bear the olive freely.

Enter a Meffenger.

Mef. Mark Antony is come into the field.
Caf. Go, charge, Agrippa;

Plant thofe, that have revolted, in the Van,
That Antony may feem to fpend his fury
Upon himself.

[Exeunt:

Eno. Alexas did revolt, and went to Jewry on
Affairs of Antony; there did perfuade
Great Herod to incline himfelf to Cafar,
And leave his mafter Antony. For this pains,
Cafar hath hang'd him: Canidius, and the reft,
That fell away, have entertainment, but
No honourable truft: I have done ill,
Of which I do accufe myself fo forely,
That I will joy no more.

Enter

Enter a Soldier of Cæfar's.

Sold. Enobarbus, Antony

Hath after thee fent all thy treafure, with.
His bounty over-plus. The messenger
Came on my guard, and at thy tent is now
Unloading of his mules.

Eno. I give it you.

Sold. Mock me not, Enobarbus,

I tell you true; best

you

fee fafe the bringer

Out of the hoft: I muft attend mine office.

Or would have done't myself.

Continues ftill a Jove.

Your Emperor

[Exit.

Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth, And feel, I am so, most. O Antony.

Thou Mine of bounty, how would't thou have paid
My better fervice, when my turpitude

Thou doft fo crown with gold! This bows my heart;
If fwift thought break it not, a swifter mean
Shall out-ftrike thought; but thought will do't, I feel.
I fight against thee!no, I will go feek
Some ditch, where I may die; the foul't beft fits
My latter part of life.

Agr.

Alarm.

R

Before the Walls of Alexandria.

Drums and Trumpets. Enter Agrippa.

ETIRE, we have engag'd ourselves too far: Cefar himfelf has work, and our oppreffion Exceeds what we expected.

Alarm. Enter Antony, and Scarus wounded.

[Exit.

Scar. O my brave Emperor! this is fought indeed; Had we done fo at firft, we had droven them home With clouts about their heads.

Ant. Thou bleed'st apace.

Scar. 1 had a wound here that was like a T, But now 'tis made an H.

Ant.

Ant. They do retire.

Scar. We'll beat 'em into bench-holes; I have yet Room for fix fcotches more.

Enter Eros.

Eros. They're beaten, Sir, and our advantage serves For a fair victory.

Scar. Let us fcore their backs,

And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind; 'Tis fport to maul a runner.

Ant. I will reward thee

Once for thy fprightly comfort, and ten-fold

For thy good valour.

Scar. I'll halt after.

Come thee on.

[Exeunt.

Alarm. Enter Antony again in a March, Scarus with

others.

Ant. We've beat him to his camp; run one before, * And let the Queen know of our Gefts; to-morrow, Before the fun fhall fee's, we'll fpill the blood That has to-day efcap'd. I thank you all; For doughty-handed are you, and have fought Not as you ferv'd the caufe, but as't had been Each man's like mine; you've fhewn yourselves all

Hedors.

Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends,
Tell them your feats, whilft they with joyful tears
Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kifs
The honour'd gafhes whole. Give me thy hand,
[To Scarus.

Enter Cleopatra.

To this great Fairy I'll commend thy acts,
Make her thanks blefs thee. O thou day o'th' world,
Chain mine arm'd neck; leap thou, attire and all,
Through proof of harness, to my heart, and there

And let the Queen know of our Guests;-] What Guests was the Queen to know of? We muft read,

And let the Queen know of our Gelts.

i. c. our Feats, our glorious A&ions. A Term then in common Use.