Would not be purg'd, she sent you word she was dead; But, fearing since how it might work, hath sent Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come, I dread, too late. Ant. Too late, good Diomed: Call my guard, I pr'ythee guard, what, ho! 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. 1. Guard. Woe are we, Sir, you may not live دمه All your true followers out. All. Most heavy day! to wear Ant. Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp fate To grace I have led you oft carry me now, good friends, [Exeunt, bearing ANTONY. 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, Enter DIOMEDES. As that which makes it. How now ? is he dead? Enter ANTONY, borne by the Guard. Cleo. O thou sun, Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in! darkling stand The varying shore o'the world! O Antony! Not Caesar's valour hath o'erthrown Antony Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony Cleo. I dare not, dear, (Dear my Lord, pardon) I dare not, Lest I be taken: not the imperious show Of the full-fortun'd Caesar ever shall Be brooch'd with me; if knife, drugs, serpents, have Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe: Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes, Our strength is all gone into heaviness, - That makes the weight: Had I great Juno's power,. The strong-wing'd Mercury should fetch thee up, And set thee by Jove's side. Yet come a little, Wishers were ever fools; -Ŏ, come, come, come; [They draw ANTONY up. And welcome, welcome! die, where thou hast liv'd: Quicken with kissing; had my lips that power, Thus would I wear them out. All. A heavy sight! Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying: 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 Caesar seek your honour, with your safety. —O! Cleo. They do not go together. Ant. Gentle, hear me: None about Caesar trust, but Proculeius. Cleo, My resolution, and my hands, I'll trust 5 None about Caesar. Ant. The miserable change now at my end, Lament nor sorrow at: but please your thoughts, In feeding them with those my former fortunes Wherein 1 liv'd, the greatest Prince ̧ o' the world, : The noblest and do now not basely die, Cleo. Noblest of men, woo't die? Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide [dies. In this dull world, which in thy absence is My Lord! O, wither'd is the garland of the war, 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! [She faints. Iras. She is dead too y our Sovereign. Char. Lady, Iras. Madam, Char: O Madam, Madam, Madam! Empress! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. Cleo. No more, but e'en a woman; and com manded By such poor passion as the maid that milks, Become a dog that's mad: Then is it sin, men? How do you, wo What, what? good cheer! Why, how now, Char a My noble girls! 1 mian? Ah, women, women! look, Our lamp is spent, it's out: Good Sirs, take heart: [to the guard below. We'll bury him and then; what's brave, what's noble, Let's do it after the high Roman fashion," 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 AN TONY's body. ACT V. SCENE I. Caesar's Camp before Alexandria. Enter CAESAR, Agriffa, DolABELLA, MECAE Nas, Gallus, PROCULEIUS, and Others. Caes. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield; Being so frustrate; tell him, he mocks us by The pauses that he makes. Dol, Caesar, I shall. Y [Exit DOLABELLA. Enter DERCETAS, with the sword of ANTONY. Caes. Wherefore is that? Appear thus to us? and, what art thou, that dar'st Der. I am call'd Dercetas; |