Eno. Ay, are you thereabouts? Why, then, good Indeed.

(Aside.)

Can. Towards Peloponnesus are they fled.
Scar. 'Tis easy to't; and there I will attend
What further comes.
Can.

To Cæsar will I render
My legions, and my horse; six kings already
Shew me the way of yielding.
Eno.

I'll yet follow
The wounded chance of Antony, though my reason
Sits in the wind against me.
[Exeunt.

SCENE IX.-Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. Enter ANTONY and Attendants.

Ant. Hark, the land bids me tread no more

upon't,

SCENE VIII-A Plain near Actium. Enter CESAR, TAURUS, Officers, and others. Cas. Taurus,—

Taur.

Cæs.

My lord.

Strike not by land; keep whole: Provoke not battle, till we have done at sea. Do not exceed the prescript of this scroll: Our fortune lies upon this jump.

[Exeunt.

Enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS. Ant. Set we our squadrons on yon side o'the hill, In eye of Cæsar's battle; from which place We may the number of the ships behold, And so proceed accordingly. [Exeunt. Enter CANIDIUS, marching with his land Army one way over the stage; and TAURUS the Lieutenant of Cesar, the other way. After their going in, is heard the noise of a sea-fight.

Alarum. Re-enter ENOBARBUS. Eno. Naught, naught, all naught! I can behold no longer :

The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral,
With all their sixty, fly, and turn the rudder;
To see't, mine eyes are blasted.

Att.

Fly! not we. Ant. I have fled myself; and have instructed [gone;

cowards

To run, and shew their shoulders.-Friends, be-
I have myself resolv'd upon a course,
Which has no need of you; be gone.
My treasure's in the harbour, take it.-0,
I follow'd that I blush to look upon :
My very hairs do mutiny; for the white
Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them
For fear and doting.-Friends, be gone; you shall
Have letters from me to some friends, that will
Sweep your way for you. Pray you, look not sad,
Nor make replies of loathness: take the hint
Which my despair proclaims; let that be left
Which leaves itself: to the sea-side straightway:
Leave me, I pray, a little: 'pray you now :-
I will possess you of that ship and treasure.
Nay, do so; for indeed, I have lost command,
Therefore I pray you:-I'll see you by and by.
(Sits down.)

Enter EROS and CLEOPATRA, led by CHARMIAN and IRAS.

Eros. Nay, gentle madam, to him:-Comfort Iras. Do, most dear queen.

Char. Do! Why, what else?

Cleo. Let me sit down.
Ant. No, no, no, no, no.

Eros. See you here, sir?

Ant. O fy, fy, fy.

Char. Madam,

O Juno!

Iras. Madam; O good empress! Eros. Sir, sir,

[him.

Ant. Yes, my lord, yes :-He, at Philippi, kept His sword even like a dancer, while I struck The lean and wrinkled Cassius; and 'twas I, That the mad Brutus ended: he alone Dealt on lieutenantry, and no practice had

In the brave squares of war: Yet now-No matter. Cleo. Ah, stand by.

Eros. The queen, my lord, the queen.

Cas.

Enter EUPHRONIUS.

Approach, and speak. Eup. Such as I am, I come from Antony: I was of late as petty to his ends, As is the morn-dew on the myrtle leaf To his grand sea.

Cæs. Be it so; Declare thine office. Eup. Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and Requires to live in Egypt: which not granted, He lessens his requests; and to thee sues To let him breathe between the heavens and earth, A private man in Athens: This for him. Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness; Submits her to thy might; and of thee craves The circle of the Ptolemies for Her heirs, Now bazarded to thy grace.

Cæs.

For Antony,

I have no ears to his request. The queen
Of audience, nor desire, shall fail; so she
From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend,
Or take his life there: This if she perform,
She shall not sue unheard. So to them both.
Eup. Fortune pursue thee!
Cæs.
Bring him through the bands.
[Exit Euphronius.
To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Despatch;
From Autony win Cleopatra: promise (To Thyreus)
And in our name, what she requires; add more

Cleo. What shall we do, Enobarbus?

Eno. Think, and die. Cleo. Is Antony, or we, in fault for this? Eno. Antony only, that would make his will Lord of his reason. What although you fled From that great face of war, whose several ranges Frighted each other? why should he follow? The itch of his affection should not then Have nick'd his captainship; at such a point, When half to half the world oppos'd, he being The mered question: "Twas a shame no less Than was his loss, to course your flying flags, And leave his navy gazing. Cleo.

Pr'ythee, peace.

note

Something particular: his coin, ships, legions, May be a coward's; whose ministers would prevail Under the service of a child, as soon

As 'i the command of Cæsar: I dare him therefore
To lay his gay comparisons apart,

And answer me declin'd, sword against sword,
Ourselves alone: I'll write it; follow me.

[Exeunt Antony and Euphronius.
Eno. Yes, like enough, high-battled Cæsar will
Unstate his happiness, and be stag'd to the shew
Against a sworder.-I see men's judgments are
A parcel of their fortunes; and things outward
Do draw the inward quality after them,
To suffer all alike. That he should dream,
Knowing all measures, the full Cæsar will
Answer his emptiness!-Cæsar, thou hast subdu'd
His judgment too.

Att.

Enter an Attendant.

A messenger from Cæsar. Cleo. What, no more ceremony ?-See, my

women!

What is most right: Mine honour was not yielded, But conquer'd merely.

Eno.

To be sure of that, (Aside.) I will ask Antony.-Sir, sir, thou'rt so leaky, That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for Thy dearest quit thee. [Exit Enobarbus. Thyr. Shall I say to Cæsar What you require of him? for he partly begs To be desir'd to give. It much would please him, That of his fortunes you should make a staff To lean upon but it would warm his spirits, To hear from me you had left Antony, And put yourself under his shroud, The universal landlord.

Cleo.

What's your name?

Thyr. My name is Thyreus.
Cleo.

Most kind messenger, Say to great Cæsar this; In disputation

I kiss his conqu'ring hand: tell him, I am prompt
To lay my crown at his feet, and there to kneel:
Tell hin, from his all-obeying breath I hear
The doom of Egypt.

Thyr.
'Tis your noblest course.
Wisdom and fortune combating together,
If that the former dare but what it can,
No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay
My duty on your hand,

Cleo.

Your Cæsar's father Oft, when he hath mus'd of taking kingdoms in, Bestow'd his lips on that unworthy place, As it rain'd kisses.

Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.

Ant. Favours, by Jove that thunders! What art thou, fellow?

Thyr.

One, that but performs The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest To have command obey'd. Eno.

You will be whipp'd. Ant. Approach, there:-Ay, you kite!-Now gods and devils!

Authority melts from me : Of late, when I cry'd, ho!
Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth,
And cry,
Your will? Have you no ears? I am

Ant. You have been a boggler ever:But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't!) the wise gods seel our eyes; In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us Adore our errors; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion.

Cleo.

O, is it come to this?
Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon
Dead Cæsar's trencher: nay, you were a fragment
Of Cneius Pompey's; besides what hotter hours,
Unregister'd in valgar fame, you have
Luxuriously pick'd out :-For, I am sure,
Though you can guess what temperance should be,
You know not what it is.
Cleo.
Wherefore is this?
Ant. To let a fellow that will take rewards,
And say, God quit you! be familiar with
My playfellow, your hand; this kingly seal,
And plighter of high hearts!-O, that I were
Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar

The horned herd! for I have savage cause;
And to proclaim it civilly, were like

A halter'd neck, which does the hangman thank
For being yare about him.-Is he whipp'd?

Re-enter Attendants with THYREUS.

1 Att. Soundly, my lord.

Ant.

Cry'd he? and begg'd he pardon?

1 Att. He did ask favour.

Thon wast not made his daughter; and be thou
Ant. If that thy father live, let him repent
To follow Cæsar in his triumph, since [sorry
Thou hast been whipp'd for following him: hence-
The white hand of a lady fever thee, [forth,
Shake thou to look on't.-Get thee back to Cæsar,
Tell him thy entertainment: Look, thou say,
He makes me angry with him: for he seems
Proud and disdainful; harping on what I am;
Not what he knew I was: He makes me angry;
And at this time most easy 'tis to do't;
When my good stars, that were my former guides,
Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires
Into the abysm of hell. If he mislike
My speech, and what is done; tell him, he has
Hipparchus, my enfranchis'd bondman, whom
He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture,
As he shall like, to quit me: Urge it thou:
Hence, with thy stripes, begone.
Cleo. Have you done yet?

Ant.

[Exit Thyreus

Alack, our terrene moon Is now eclips'd; and it portends alone The fall of Antony!

I must stay his time.

Cleo. Ant. To flatter Cæsar, would you mingle eyes With one that ties his points?

Cleo.

Not know me yet?

Ant. Cold-hearted toward me? Cleo.

Ah, dear, if I be so,

From my cold heart let heaven engender hail,
And poison it in the source; and the first stone
Drop in my neck as it determines, so
Dissolve my life! The next Cæsarion smite!
Till, by degrees, the memory of my womb,
Together with my brave Egyptians all,
By the discandying of this pelleted storm,
Lie graveless; till the flies and gnats of Nile
Have buried them for prey!

Ant.
I am satisfied.
Cæsar sits down in Alexandria; where

I will oppose his fate. Our force by land
Hath nobly held; our sever'd navy too
Have knit again, and fleet, threat'ning most sea-like.
Where hast thou been, my heart?—Dost thou hear,

lady?

If from the field I shall return once more
To kiss these lips, I will appear in blood;
I and my sword will earn our chronicle;
There is hope in it yet.

That's my brave lord!

Cleo. Ant. I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, breath'd, And fight maliciously: for when mine hours Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives Of me for jests; but now, I'll set my teeth, And send to darkness all that stop me.-Come, Let's have one other gaudy night: call to me All my sad captains, fill our bowls; once more Let's mock the midnight bell.

Cleo. It is my birth-day: I had thought, to have held it poor; but, since my Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra. Ant. We'll yet do well.

[lord

Cleo. Call all his noble captains to my lord. Ant. Do so, we'll speak to them; and to-night I'll force [queen; The wine peep through their scars.-Come on, my There's sap in't yet. The next time I do fight, I'll make death love me; for I will contend Even with his pestilent scythe.

[Exeunt Antony, Cleopatra, and Attendants. Eno. Now he'll out-stare the lightning. To be furious,

Is, to be frighted out of fear: and, in that mood,
The dove will peck the estridge; and I see still,
A dimination in our captain's brain

Restores his heart: When valour preys on reason,
It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek
Some way to leave him.

ACT IV.

[Exit.

SCENE I.-Cæsar's Camp at Alexandria. Enter CESAR, reading a letter; AGRIPPA, MECENAS, and others.

Cæs. He calls me boy; and chides, as he had power

To beat me out of Egypt: my messenger
He hath whipp'd with rods; dares me to personal
combat,

Cæsar to Antony: Let the old ruffian know,
I have many other ways to die; mean time,
Laugh at his challenge.

Mec.
Cæsar must think,
When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted
Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now
Make boot of his distraction: Never anger
Made good guard for itself.

Cæs.
Let our best heads
Know, that to-morrow the last of many battles
We mean to fight:-Within our files there are
Of those, that serv'd Mark Antony but late,
Enough to fetch him in. See it be done;
And feast the army: we have store to do't,
And they have earn'd the waste. Poor Antony!
[Exeunt.

SCENE II.-Alexandria. A Room in the palace.
Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHAR-
MIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and others.

Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius.
Eno.

No.
Ant. Why should he not?
[fortune,
Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better
He is twenty men to one.

Ant.

To-morrow, soldier, By sea and land I'll fight; or I will live, Or bathe my dying honour in the blood Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well? Eno. I'll strike; and cry, Take all. Ant. Well said; come on.Call forth my household servants; let's to-night Enter Servants.

Be bounteous at our meal.-Give me thy hand, Thou hast been rightly honest;-so hast thou ;—

Eno. To make his followers weep. Ant.

Tend me to-night;

May be, it is the period of your duty:
Haply, you shall not see me more; or if,
A mangled shadow: perchance, to-morrow
You'll serve another master. I look on you,
As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,
I turn you not away; but, like a master
Married to your good service, stay till death:
Tend me to-night two hours, I ask no more,
And the gods yield you for't!

Eno.
What mean you, sir,
To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep;
And I, an ass, am ouion-ey'd; for shame,
Transform us not to women.

Ant.

Ho, ho, ho! Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus ! Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty

friends,

You take me in too dolorous a sense :

I spake to you for your comfort; did desire you
To burn this night with torches: Know, my hearts,
I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you,
Than death and honour. Let's to supper; come,
Where rather I'll expect victorious life,
[Exeunt.
SCENE III. The same. Before the Palace.

And drown consideration.

Enter two Soldiers, to their Guard.

1 Sold. Brother, good night: to morrow is the day. 2 Sold. It will determine one way: fare you well. Heard you of nothing strange about the streets? 1 Sold. Nothing: What news? 2 Sold.

Good night to you. 1 Sold.

2 Sold.

Belike, 'tis but a rumour:

Well, sir, good night. Enter Two other Soldiers.

Have careful watch.

3 Sold.

Soldiers,

And you: Good night, good night. (The first two place themselves at their posts.) 4 Sold. Here we: (they take their posts.) and if

to-morrow

Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope Our landmen will stand up. 3 Sold. "Tis a brave army,

And full of purpose.

Music of hautboys under the stage.) Peace, what noise?

4 Sold.

1 Sold.

List, list!

2 Sold. Hark!

1 Sold. Music i'the air.

3 Sold.

Under the earth.

How now?

How now? do you hear this?

(Several speaking together.) 1 Sold. Ay; Is't not strange? 3 Sold. Do you hear, masters? do you hear! 1 Sold. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter; Let's see how't will give off.

Sold. (Several speaking.) Content: 'Tis strange. [Exeunt.

SCENE IV. The same. A Room in the Palace. Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA; CHARMIAN, and others, attending.

Ant. Eros! mine armour, Eros!
Cleo.

Sleep a little. Ant. No, my chuck.-Eros, come; mine armour, Eros!

Enter EROS, with armour.

Come, my good fellow, put thine iron on :-
If fortune be not ours to-day, it is
Because we brave her.-Come.

Cleo.

What's this for? Ant.

Nay, I'll help too.

Ah, let be, let be! thou art The armourer of my heart:-False, false; this, this. Cleo. Sooth, la, I'll help : Thus it must be. Ant.

Well, well; We shall thrive now.-Seest thou, my good fellow? Go, put on thy defences.

Eros.

Briefly, sir.

Cleo. Is not this buckled well!

Enter an Officer, armed.

A workman in't.-Good-morrow to thee; welcome:
Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge:
To business that we love, we rise betime,
And go to it with delight.
1 Öff.
A thousand, sir,
Early though it be, have on their riveted trim,
And at the port expect you.

(Shout. Trumpets. Flourish.)

Enter other Officers, and Soldiers.

2 Off. The morn is fair.-Good-morrow, general. All. Good-morrow, general.

Ant.

"Tis well blown, lads. This morning, like the spirit of a youth That means to be of note, begins betimes.So, so; come, give me that: this way; well said. Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me: This is a soldier's kiss, rebukable, (Kisses her.) And worthy shameful check it were, to stand On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee Now, like a man of steel.-You, that will fight, Follow me close; I'll bring you to't.-Adieu.

[Exeunt Antony, Eros, Officers, and Soldiers. Char. Please you, retire to your chamber? Cleo.

Lead me.

He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might
Determine this great war in single fight!
Then, Antony-But now,-Well, on. [Exeunt.
SCENE V. Antony's Camp near Alexandria.
Trumpets sound. Enter ANTONY and EROS; a
Soldier meeting them.

Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony! [prevail'd Ant. 'Would, thou and those thy scars had once To make me fight at land!

Sold.

Had'st thou done so, The kings that have revolted, and the soldier That has this morning left thee, would have still Follow'd thy heels.

He is with Cæsar.
Eros.

He has not with him.
Ant.

Sold.

What say'st thou?

Sir,

Sir, his chests and treasure

Is he gone?

Most certain. Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him (I will subscribe) gentle adieus, and greetings: Say, that I wish he never find more cause To change a master.-O, my fortunes have Corrupted honest men :-Eros, despatch. [Exeunt. SCENE VI.-Caesar's Camp before Alexandria. Flourish. Enter CESAR, with AGRIPPA, ENOBARBUS, and others.

Cæs. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight: Our will is, Antony be took alive; Make it so known. Agr. Cæsar, I shall. [Exit Agrippa. Cas. The time of universal peace is near: Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd world Shall bear the olive freely. Enter a Messenger.

Mess.

Is come into the field.

Antony

Cæs. Go, charge Agrippa: Plant those that have revolted in the van, That Antony may seem to spend his fury Upon himself. (Exeunt Cæsar and his Train.) Eno. Alexas did revolt; and went to Jewry, On affairs of Antony; there did persuade Great Herod to incline himself to Cæsar, And leave his master Antony: for this pains, Cæsar hath hang'd him. Canidius, and the rest, That fell away, have entertainment, but No honourable trust. I have done ill; Of which I do accuse myself so sorely, That I will joy no more.

Sold.

Enter a Soldier of Cæsar's.

Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with
Enobarbus, Antony
Came on my guard; and at thy tent is now,
His bounty overplus; The messenger
Unloading of his mules.
Eno. I give it you.
Sold.

Mock me not, Enobarbus.
I tell you true: Best that you saf'd the bringer
Out of the host; I must attend mine office,
Or would have done't myself. Your emperor
Continues still a Jove.
[Exit Soldier.
Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth,
And feel I am so most. O Antony,
Thou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid
My better service, when my turpitude
Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my heart:
If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean
Shall outstrike thought: but thought will do't, I feel.
I fight against thee-No: I will go seek
Some ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits
My latter part of life.
[Exit.

SCENE VII.-Field of Battle between the Camps. Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA, and others.

Agr. Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far: Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression Exceeds what we expected.

[Exeunt.

Alarm. Enter ANTONY and SCARUS, wounded. Scar. O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed! Had we done so at first, we had driven them home With clouts about their heads.