Dear my lord, pardon, I dare not, Lest I be taken: not the imperious show Of the full-fortuned Cæsar ever shall 20 fears Ceasars hudder soldiers. Be brooch'd with me; if knife, drugs, serpents, have Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes And still conclusion, shall acquire no honour But come, come, Antony, we must draw thee up; O, quick, or I am gone. CLEO. Here's sport indeed! How heavy weighs my lord! Our strength is all gone into heaviness; That makes the weight. Had I great Juno's power, 23 imperious show] imperial show or pageant. 25 brooch'd] ornamented as with a brooch. 28 still conclusion] sedate observation. The phrase is difficult. Probably 32 Here's sport indeed!] This exclamation of irony—a heart-breaking 80 Pathos And welcome, welcome! die where thou hast lived: ALL. A heavy sight! Give me some wine, and let me speak a little. One word, sweet queen: ANT. ANT. Gentle, hear me: None about Cæsar trust but Proculeius. ANT. The miserable change now at my end 38 where thou] Pope's correction of the Folio when thou. 39 Quicken with kissing] Revive with my kisses. 43 so high] so loudly. 44 the false housewife... wheel] "housewife" is here used contempt- 40 50 # My countryman a Roman by a Roman Valiantly vanquish 'd. Now my spirit is going; CLEO. Noblest of men, woo 't die? Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide In this dull world, which in thy absence is No better than a sty? O, see, my women, [Antony dies. O, wither'd is the garland of the war, 60 sous ver Reeling toward The soldier's pole is fall'n: young boys and girls And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. CHAR. IRAS. She's dead too, our sovereign. CHAR. IRAS. A. O, quietness, lady! Lady! Madam! 70 CHAR. O madam, madam, madam! IRAS. Royal Egypt, Empress! CHAR. Peace, peace, Iras! CLEO. No more, but e'en a woman, and commanded By such poor passion as the maid that milks. And does the meanest chares. It were for me 59 woo 't die] wilt thou die? Cf. IV, ii, 7, supra. 64 garland] crowning ornament. 65 soldier's pole] standard, banner. 66 the odds] all sign of inequality. 73 e'en a woman] Capell's correction of the Folio reading in a woman. commanded] controlled. 75 chares] household jobs, as in "char-woman." Cf. V, ii, 230, infra: "this chare." The word is still used in America in the form "chores." The ward gulick in tomb To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods, Ere death dare come to us? How do you, women? 80 Preservatio [Exeunt: those above bearing off Antony's body. 79-80 impatience does Become] impatience only befits. 85 Good sirs] Cleopatra is still addressing her waiting-women, who were 90 Enter CESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, MECENAS, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, and others, his council of war CÆSAR O TO HIM, DOLABELLA, bid him yield; Being so frustrate, tell him he mocks The pauses that he makes. DOL. Cæsar, I shall. [Exit. Enter DERCETAS, with the sword of CES. Wherefore is that? and what art thou that darest Appear thus to us? DER. I am call'd Dercetas; Mark Antony I served, who best was worthy ACT V Sc. 1 (Stage Direction) Enter Cæsar . . . Maecenas] For |