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SCENE VIII.-A Plain near Actium. Enter CESAR, TAURUS, Officers, and others. Cæs. Taurus,— Taur. My lord. Cæs. 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 Caesar, 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.

Enter SCARUS.

Eno. That I beheld: mine eyes Did sicken at the sight on't, and could not Endure a further view.

Gods, and goddesses,

Scar.
All the whole synod of them!
Eno.

What's thy passion? Scar. The greater cantle of the world is lost With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away Kingdoms and provinces.

Eno.

How appears the fight? Scar. On our side like the token'd pestilence, Where death is sure. Yon' ribald-rid nag of Egypt,

Whom leprosy o'ertake! i'the midst o'the fight,—
When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd,
Both as the same, or rather ours the elder,-
The brize upon her, like a cow in June,
Hoists sails and flies.

Scar. She once being loof'd The noble ruin of her magic, Antony, Claps on his sea-wing, and, like a doting mallard, Leaving the fight in height, flies after her : I never saw an action of such shame; Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before Did violate so itself.

Eno.

Alack, alack!
Enter CANIDIUS.

Can. Our fortune on the sea is out of breath,
And sinks most lamentably. Had our general
Been what he knew himself, it had gone well:
O, he has given example for our flight,
Most grossly, by his own.

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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,

It is asham'd to bear me!--Friends, come hither.
I am so lated in the world, that I

Have lost my way for ever:-I have a ship
Laden with gold; take that, divide it; fly,
And make your peace with Cæsar.

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:
I will possess you of that ship and treasure.
Leave me, I pray, a little: 'pray you now :-
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.
[him.
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,-

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.

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Eros. Sir, the queen.

Ant. O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See,
How I convey my shame out of thine eyes
By looking back on what I have left behind
'Stroy'd in dishonour.

Cleo.
O my lord, my lord!
Forgive my fearful sails! I little thought,
You would have follow'd.

O, my pardon.

Ant. Egypt, thou knew'st too well, My heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings, And thou should'st tow me after: O'er my spirit Thy full supremacy thou knew'st; and that Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods Command me. Cleo. Ant. Now I must To the young man send humble treaties, dodge And palter in the shifts of lowness; who With half the bulk o'the world play'd as I pleas'd, Making, and marring fortunes. You did know, How much you were my conqueror; and that My sword, made weak by my affection, would Obey it on all cause.

Cleo.

O pardon, pardon.

Ant. Fall not a tear, I say; one of them rates All that is won and lost: Give me a kiss; Even this repays me.-We sent our schoolmaster, Is he come back?-Love, I am full of lead :Some wine, within there, and our viands:-Fortune knows,

We scorn her most, when most she offers blows. [Exeunt.

SCENE X.-Cæsar's Camp, in Egypt. Enter CESAR, DOLABELLA, THYREUS, and others. Cas. Let him appear that's come from Antony. Know you him? Dol. Cæsar, 'tis his schoolmaster: An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither He sends so poor a pinion of his wing, Which had superfluous kings for messengers, Not many moons gone by.

Cæs.

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! Cas.

From thine invention, offers: women are not,
In their best fortunes, strong; but want will per-
jure
[reus,
The ne'er-touch'd vestal: Try thy cunning, Thy-
Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we
Will answer as a law.
Thyr.

Cæsar, I go.

Cas. Observe how Antony becomes bis flaw; And whhat thou think'st his very action speaks In every power that moves.

Thyr. Cæsar, I shall. [Exeunt. SCENE XI.-Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. Enter CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, and IRAS.

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.

Bring him through the bands. [Exit Euphronius. To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Despatch; From Antony win Cleopatra: promise (To Thyreus) And in our name, what she requires; add more

Pr'ythee, peace. Enter ANTONY, with EUPHRONIUS. Ant. Is this his answer?

Eup.
Ant.
Shall then have courtesy, so she will yield
Us up.

Eup. He says so.
Ant.

Ay, my lord.

The queen

Let her know it.— To the boy Cæsar send this grizzled head, And he will fill thy wishes to the brim With principalities.

Cleo.

That head, my lord? Ant. To him again; Tell him, he wears the rose Of youth upon him; from which the world should

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He is a god, and knows 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 Enter Attendants. Antony yet. Take hence this Jack, and whip him. Eno. Tis better playing with a lion's whelp, Than with an old one dying.

Ant.

Moon and stars! Whip him :-Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries

That do acknowledge Cæsar, should I find them So saucy with the hand of she here, (What's her

name,

Since she was Cleopatra ?)-Whip him, fellows,
Till, like a boy, you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: Take him hence.
Thyr. Mark Antony,-
Ant.
Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again :-This Jack of Cæsar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.-

[Exeunt Attend. with Thyr. You were half blasted ere I knew you ;-Ha?

Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders?
Cleo.

Good my lord,-
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 vulgar 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. [Exit Thyreus.
Cleo. Have you done yet?
Ant.
Alack, our terrene moon
Is now eclips'd; and it portends alone
The fall of Antony!

Cleo. I must stay his time. 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 Haveknit 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.

Cleo. That's my brave lord! 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.

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my lord.

Cleo. Call all his noble captains to 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.

[Exit.

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[ACT IV. And thou, and thou, and thón:-You have serv'd me well,

And kings have been your fellows.
Cleo.

What means this?
Eno. 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which sorrow
shoots
Out of the mind.
Ant.

(Aside.)

And thou art honest too. I wish, I could be made so many men; And all of you clapp'd up together in An Antony; that I might do you service, So good as you have done. Serv. The gods forbid! Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night; Scant not my cups; and make as much of me, As when mine empire was your fellow too, And suffer'd my command.

Cleo.

What does be mean? Eno. To make his followers weep. Ant. May be, it is the period of your duty: Tend me to-night; 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 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,

And drown consideration.

[Exeunt.

SCENE III. The same. Before the Palace. 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.

Belike, 'tis but a rumour:

1 Sold.

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

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

2 Sold. Have careful watch. 3 Sold.

to-morrow

Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope
Our landmen will stand up.

3 Sold.

And full of purpose.

'Tis a brave army,

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

List, list!

4 Sold.

1 Sold.

2 Sold. Hark!

1 Sold. Music i'the air. 3 Sold.

Under the earth.

It signs well, No. [mean? Peace, I say. What should this 2 Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony lov❜d, Now leaves him.

4 Sold. Does't not? 3 Sold. 1 Sold.

1 Sold. Walk; let's see if other watchmen Do bear what we do. (They advance to another post.)

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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.

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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!
Ant.
Rarely, rarely:
He that unbuckles this, till we do please
To doff't for our repose, shall hear a storm.-
Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen's a squire
More tight at this, than thou: Despatch.-O love,
That thou could'st see my wars to-day, and knew'st
The royal occupation! thou should'st see
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.

One ever near thee: Call for Enobarbus,
He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp
Say, I am none of thine.
Ant.

What say'st thou?

Sold.

He is with Cæsar.

Who's gone this morning?

Who?

Eros. He has not with him. Ant.

Sir,

Sir, his chests and treasure
Is he gone?

Sold.

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.

Cas. 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.

Antony

Is come into the field.

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, bat 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
His bounty overplus; 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 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.

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