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Scene I.—Cæsar's Camp at Alexandria.
Enter CÆSAR, reading a letter ; AGRIPPA,

Mecænas, and others.
Cæs. He calls me boy, and chides as he had

To beat me out of Egypt: my messenger
He hath whipped with rods; dares me to personal

Cæsar to Antony. Let the old ruffian know
I have many other ways to die; meantime,
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 served Marc Antony but late,
Enough to fetch him in.-See it be done; Thou,—and thou,—and thou :-you have served
And feast the army : we have store to do 't,

me well, And they have earned the waste.—Poor Antony! And kings have been your fellows :

[Exeunt. Cleo. What means this?

Eno. 'T' is one of those odd tricks which sorrow shoots

[ Aside.

Out of the mind.
Scene II.-Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. Ant. And thou art honest too.-

I wish I could be made so many men,

And all of you clapped up together in
MIAN, IRAS, Alexas, and others.

An Antony; that I might do you service
Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius. So good as you have done.
Eno. No.

Serv. The gods forbid !
Ant. Why should he not?

Ant. Well, my good fellows, waiton me to-night; Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better Scant not my cups; and make as much of me fortune,

As when mine empire was your fellow too, He is twenty men to one.

And suffered my command. Ant. To-morrow, soldier,

Cleo. What does he mean? By sea and land I'll fight: or I will live,

Eno. To make his followers weep. Or bathe my dying honour in the blood

Ant. "Tend me to night: Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight | May be it is the period of your duty : well!

Haply you shall not see me more; or if, Eno. I 'll strike, and cry “Take all!” . A mangled shadow : perchance to-morrow Ant. Well said; come on.

You 'll serve another master. I look on you
Call forth my household servants : let's to night As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,

I turn you not away ; but, like a master
Enter Servants.

Married to your good service, stay till death. Be bounteous at our meal.—Give me thy hand; "Tend me to-night two hours; I ask no more; Thou hast been rightly honest :-so hast thou ;- 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 onion-eyed : 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

You take me in too dolorous a sense :
For I spake to you for your comfort ; did desire

2nd Sol. How now, masters?
Sol. How now !-How now?-Do you hear this?

[Several speaking together.
1st Sol. Ay: is 't not strange ?
3rd Sol. Do you hear, masters; do you hear?
1st Sol. Follow the noise so far as we have

quarter: Let's see how 't will give off. Sol. [Several speaking). Content. "T is strange!



To burn this night with torches. Know, my

hearts, I hope well of to-morrow, and will lead you | Scene IV.-The same. A Room in the Palace. Where rather I 'll expect victorious life Than death and honour. Let's to supper,-come,

Enter Antony and CleopatRA; CHARMIAN and And drown consideration. . (Exeunt.

others attending. Ant. Eros! mine armour, Eros. Cleo. Sleep a little.

Ant. No, my chuck.-Eros, come: mine Scene III.-The same. Before the Palace.

armour, Eros. Enter two Soldiers to their guard.

Enter Eros, with armour. 1st Sol. Brother, good night : to-morrow is Come, my good fellow, put thine iron on : the day.

If fortune be not ours to-day, it is 2nd Sol. It will determine one way: fare you Because we brave her.—Come. well.

Cleo. Nay, I 'll help too. Heard you of nothing strange about the streets ? What's this for? 1st Sol. Nothing: what news?

Ant. Ah, let be, let be! thou art 2nd Sol. Belike 't is but a rumour: good night The armourer of my heart.-False, false : this, to you.

this. 1st Sol. Well, sir, good night.

Cleo. Sooth, la, I 'll help: thus it must be.

Ant. Well, well:
Enter two other Soldiers.

We shall thrive now.-Seest thou, my good fel2nd Sol. Soldiers, have careful watch.

3rd Sol. And you. Good night, good night. | Go, put on thy defences.

[ The first two place themselves at their posts. Eros. Briefly, sir.
4th Sol. Here we: [they take their posts] Cleo. Is not this buckled well!
and if to-morrow

Ant. Rarely, rarely :
Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope He that unbuckles this till we do please
Our landmen will stand up.

To doff 't for our repose, shall hear a storm.3rd Sol. 'Tis a brave army, and full of purpose. | Thou fumblest, Eros, and my queen 's a squire

[Music of hautboys under the stage. More tight at this than thou : despatch.-0 love, 4th Sol. Peace: what noise ?

That thou couldst see my wars to-day, and 1st Sol. List, list!

knew'st 2nd Sol. Hark!

The royal occupation, thou shouldst see 1st Sol. Music i' the air! 3rd Sol. Under the earth!

Enter an Officer, armed. 4th Sol. It signs well, does it not?

A workman in 't!—Good-morrow to thee: wel3rd Sol. No.

come. 1st Sol. Peace, I say. What should this mean? Thou look’st like him that knows a warlike charge: 2nd Sol. 'T is the god Hercules, whom Antony To business that we love we rise betime, loved,

And go to 't with delight. Now leaves him.

1st Offi. A thousand, sir, 1st Sol. Walk: let's see if other watchmen Early though it be, have on their rivetted trim, Do hear what we do.

And at the port expect you. [They advance to another post.

[Shout. Trumpets. Flourish.

Enter other Officers, and Soldiers.

Scene VI.-Cæsar's Camp before Alexandria. 2nd Offi. The morn is fair.--Good-morrow, general.

Flourish. Enter Cæsar, with Agrippa, All. Good-morrow, general.

ENOBARBUS, and others. Ant. "T is well blown, lads.

Cæs. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight. This morning, like the spirit of a youth

Our will is Antony be took alive :
That means to be of note, begins betimes.-
So, so: come, give me that: this way: well said.

Make it so known.

Agr. Cæsar, I shall. (Exit AGRIPPA. Fare thee well, dame : whate'er becomes of

Cæs. The time of universal peace is near : me:

Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nooked This is a soldier's kiss [Kisses her]: rebukable

world And worthy shameful check it were to stand

| Shall bear the olive freely.
On more mechanic compliment: I 'll leave

Enter a Messenger.
Now like a man of steel.—You that will fight,
Follow me close : I 'll bring you to 't.-Adieu.

Mess. Antony is come into the field. [Ereunt ANTONY, Eros, Officers, and Soldiers.

Cæs. Go, charge Agrippa Char. Please you, retire to your chamber?

Plant those that have revolted in the van, Cleo. Lead me.

That Antony may seem to spend his fury He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar

Upon himself. [Exeunt CÆSAR and his Train. might

Eno. Alexas did revolt, and went to Jewry Determine this great war in single fight!

On affairs of Antony; there did persuade
Then Antony—but now !-Well, on. [Exeunt.

Great Herod to incline himself to Cæsar,
And leave his master Antony: for this pains
Cæsar hath hanged him. Canidius and the


Scene V.-Antony's Camp near Alexandria. That fell away have entertainment, but

No honourable trust. I have done ill:
Trumpets sound. Enter ANTONY and Eros; a

Of which I do accuse myself so sorely
Soldier meeting them.

That I will joy no more.
Sol. The gods make this a happy day to
Antony !

Enter a Soldier of Cæsar's.
Ant. 'Would thou and those thy scars had Sol. Enobarbus, Antony
once prevailed

Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with To make me fight at land !

His bounty overplus. The messenger Sol. Hadst thou done so,

Came on my guard ; and at thy tent is now, The kings that have revolted, and the soldier 1 Unloading of his mules. That has this morning left thee, would have still Eno. I give it you. Followed thy heels.

Sol. Mock not, Enobarbus : Ant. Who's gone this morning?

I tell you true. Best that you safed the bringer Sol. Who?

Out of the host : I must attend mine office, One ever near thee. Call for Enobarbus :

Or would have done't myself. Your emperor He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp Continues still a Jove."

[Erit Soldier. Say, “I am none of thine.”

Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth, Ant. What sayst thou?

And feel I am so most. O Antony, Sol. Sir, he is with Cæsar.

Thou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have Eros. Sir, his chests and treasure he has not

paid with him.

My better service, when my turpitude Ant. Is he gone?

Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my Sol. Most certain.

heart: Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after : do it: | If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean Detain no jot, I charge thee. Write to him Shall outstrike thought: but thought will do 't, (I will subscribe) gentle adieus and greetings: Say that I wish he never find more cause

I fight against thee !—No: I will go seek
To change a master.—0, my fortunes have Some ditch wherein to die: the foul'st best
Corrupted honest men.—Despatch.-Enobarbus! |

[Exeunt. My latter part of life.


I feel.

Scene VII._Field of Battle between the Camps.

Through proof of harness to my heart, and there

Ride on the pants triumphing. Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter Agrippa Cleo. Lord of lords ! and others.

O infinite virtue! com'st thou smiling from
Agr. Retire: we have engaged ourselves too far. The world's great snare uncaught?
Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression

Ant. My nightingale,
Exceeds what we expected.

Exeunt. | We have beat them to their beds. What, girl,

though grey Alarum. Enter Antony, and Scarus, wounded. Do something mingle with our younger brown;

Scar. O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed! Yet have we a brain that nourishes our nerves, Had we done so at first, we had driven them home And can get goal for goal of youth. Behold this With clouts about their heads.

man; Ant. Thou bleed'st apace.

Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand : Scar. I had a wound here that was like a T; Kiss it, my warrior.—He hath fought to-day But now 't is made an H.

As if a god, in hate of mankind, had Ant. They do retire.

Destroyed in such a shape. Scar. We 'll beat 'em into bench-holes: I have yet |

Cleo. I'll give thee, friend, Room for six scotches more.

An armour all of gold: it was a king's.

Ant. He has deserved it, were it carbuncled Enter Eros.

Like holy Phæbus' car.-Give me thy hand: Eros. They are beaten, sir; and our advantage Through Alexandria make a jolly march; serves

Bear our hacked targets like the men that owe For a fair victory.

them. Scar. Let us score their backs,

Had our great palace the capacity And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind : To camp this host, we all would sup together, "T is sport to maul a runner.

And drink carouses to the next day's fate, Ant. I will reward thee

Which promises royal peril.—Trumpeters, Once for thy sprightly comfort, and tenfold With brazen din blast you the city's ear; For thy good valour. Come thee on.

Make mingle with our rattling tabourines; Scar. I'll halt after. [Exeunt. That heaven and earth may strike their sounds

together, Applauding our approach!

[Exeunt. Scene VIII.Under the Walls of Alexandria.

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Alarum. Enter Antony, marching ; Scarus, and

Ant. We have beat him to his camp. Run one

And let the queen know of our guests.-To-

Before the sun shall see us, we 'll spill the blood
That has to-day escaped. I thank you all;
For doughty-handed are you, and have fought
Not as you served the cause, but as 't had been
Each man's like mine: you have shewn all Hectors.
Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends,
Tell them your feats; whilst they with joyful tears
Wash the congealment from your wounds, and

Sentinels on their posts. Enter ENOBARBUS.

1st Sol. If we be not relieved within this hour,
We must return to the court of guard. The night
Is shiny, and they say we shall embattle
By the second hour i'the morn.

2nd Sol. This last day was a shrewd one to us.
Eno. O, bear me witness, night,-
3rd Sol. What man is this?
2nd Sol. Stand close, and list him.

Eno. Be witness to me, O thou blesséd moon,
When men revolted shall upon record
Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did
Before thy face repent!-

1st Sol. Enobarbus !
3rd Sol. Peace : hark further.

Eno. O sovereign mistress of true melancholy,
The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me,
That life, a very rebel to my will,
May hang no longer on me! throw my heart
Against the flint and hardness of my fault;


The honoured gashes whole.—Give me thy hand:

[To Scarus.
Enter Cleopatra, attended.
To this great fairy I 'll commend thy acts;
Make her thanks bless thee.-0 thou day o'the

Chain mine armed neck: leap thou, attire and all,

Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder, | 1st Sol. Let's hear him; for the things he speaks
And finish all foul thoughts.-0 Antony ! may concern Cæsar.
Nobler than my revolt is infamous,

3rd Sol. Let's do so. But he sleeps. Forgive me in thine own particular;

1st Sol. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as But let the world rank me in register

his was never yet for sleep. A master-leaver and a fugitive.

2nd Sol. Go we to him. O Antony! O Antony !

[Dies. 3rd Sol. Awake, sir, awake; speak to us. 2nd Sol. Let's speak to him.

2nd Sol. Hear you, sir !

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Scene X.—Between the two Camps.
Enter Antony and Scarus, with Forces marching.

Ant. Their preparation is to-day by sea :
We please them not by land.

Scar. For both, my lord.

Ant. I would they'd fight i'the fire, or in the air:
We'd fight there too. But this it is : our foot,
Upon the hills adjoining to the city,
Shall stay with us. Order for sea is given :
They have put forth the haven.-Further on;

Re-enter ANTONY and SCARUS.
Ant. Yet they 're not joined. Where yond'

pine does stand
I shall discover all : I'll bring thee word
Straight how 't is like to go.

Scar. Swallows have built
In Cleopatra's sails their nests : the augurers
Say they know not,—they cannot tell ;-look grimly,
And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony
Is valiant and dejected ; and, by starts,
His fretted fortunes give him hope and fear
Of what he has and has not.

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