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Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave. With ships made cities, condemn myself, to lack
I made these wars for Egypt; and the queen, The courage of a woman, less noble mind
Whose heart, I thought, I had, for she had mine; Than she, which, by her death, our Cæsar tells,
Which, whilst it was mine, had annex'd unto't I am conqueror of myself. Thou art sworn, Eros,
A million more, now lost ;-she, Eros, has 5 That, when the exigent should come, (which now
Pack'dcards wito Cæsar, and false play'd my glory 19 come, indeed) when I should see behind me
Unto an enemy's triumph'.

The inevitable prosecution of
Nay, weep not, gentle Eros: there is left us Disgrace and horror, that, on my command,
Ourselves to end ourselves.-0, thy vile lady! 1 hou then vould'st kill me:do't, the time is como:
Enter Mardian.

10 Thou strik'st not me, 'tis Cæsar thou defeat'st. She has robb’d me of my sword.

Put colour in thy cheek. Mar. No, Antony;

Eros. The gods withhold me! My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes mingled Shall I do that, which all the Parthian darts, With thine entirely.

Though enemy, lost aim, and could not ? Ant. Hence, saucy eunuch; peace;

15 Ant. Eros, She hath betray'd me, and shall die the death. Woulds't thou be window'd in great Rome, and see

Mar. Death of one person can be paid butonce; Thymasterthuswith pleach'd arms“,bendingdows And that she hath discharg'd: What thou would'st His corrigible' neck, his face subdu'd Is done unto thy hand; the last she spake [do, To penetrative shame; whilst the wheel'd scat Was, Antony! most noble Antony!

20 Of fortunate Cæsar, drawn before hiin, branded Then in the midst a tearing groan did break His baseness that ensued? The name of An:ony; it was divided

Eros. I would not see't.

[cur'd. Between her heart and lips; she render'd life, Ant. Come then; for with a wound I must be The name so buried in her.

Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast worn Ant. Dead then?

25 Most useful for thy country. Mar. Dead.

Eros. O, sir, pardon me.

(then Ant. Unarm, Eros; the long day's task is done, Ant. When I did make thec free, swor'st thou not And we must sleep:--That thoudepart'sthencesafe, To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once; Does pay thy labour richly; Go.-Off,pluck off;- Or thy precedent services are all

[Exit Mardian. 30But accidents unpurpos’d. Draw, and come. The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep

Eros. Turn from methenthatnoblecountenance, The battery from my heart. O, cleave, my sides! Wherein the worship of the whole world lies. Heart, once be stronger than thy continenta, Ant. Lo thee,

[Turning from him. Crack thy frail case ! »Apace, Eros, apace.- Eros. My sword is drawn. No more a soldier:- Bruised pieces, go; 35 Ant. Then let it do at once You have been nobly borne.--I'rona me awhile.- The thing why thou hast drawn it.

(Exit Eros. Eros. My dear master, I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and

My captain, and my emperor! let me say, Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now Before I strike this bloody stroke, fareweil.. All length is torture:-Since the torch is out, Ant. 'Tis said, man ;-and farewell.. Lie down, and stray no further : Now all labour Eros. Farewell, great chief. Shall Istrike now> Marrs what it does; yea, very force entangles Ant. Now, Eros. Itself with strength: Seal then', and all is done. Eros. Why, there then :-Thus do I escape the Eros!—I coine, my queen:-Eros !-Stay for me:

[Eros kills humself. Where souls do couchonflowers,we'llhandinhand, 45 Of Antony's death.

[Dics. And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze; Ant. Thrice nobler than myself! Dido and her Æneas shall want troops,

Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what And all the haunt be ours.-Come, Eros, Eros! I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and Eros Re-enter Eros.

Have, by their brave instruction, got upon me Eros. What would my lord?

150 A nobleness in record: But I will be Ant. Since Cleopatra dy'd,

A bridegroom in my death, and run into 't I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods As to a lover's bed. Come then; and, Eros, Detest my baseness. I, that with my sword Thy master dies thy scholar; to do thus Quarter'dtheworld, and o'er greenNeptune'sback!

[Falling on his stuord.

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* Shakspeare has here, (Dr. Warburton says,) as usual, taken his metaphor from a low trivial subject; but has ennobled it with much art, by so contriving that the principal term in the subject from whence the metaphor was taken, should belong to, and suit the dignity of, the subject to which the metaphor is transferred; thereby providing at once for the integrity of the figure, and the nobleness of the thought; and this by the word triumph, which either signifies Octavius's conquest, or what we now call, contractedly, the trump at cards, then call the triumph or the triumphing sort. a i.e. the thing that contains thee. 3 Dr. Johnson thinks we should read, “Seel then, and all is done:" i.e. Close thine eyes for ever, and be quiet.-To seel hareks is to close their eyes. * Arms folded in each other. Corrigible for corrected, and afterwards penetrative for penetrating. Worship is the dignity, the authority,

I learn'd I learn'd of thee. How! not dead? not dead?

SCENE XIII. The guard?-how!-0, dispatch me.

A Monument. Enter Dercetas, and Guards. 1 Guard. What's the noise?

[an end Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras, above. Ant. I have done my work ill, friends; O, make 5 Cleo. O Charmian, I will never go from hence. Of what I have begun.

Char. Be comforted, dear madam. 2 Guard. The star is fallen:

Cleo. No, I will not: 1 Guard. And time is at his period.

All strange and terrible events are welcome, All. Alas, and woe!

But comforts we despise; our size of sorrow, Ant. Let him that loves me, strike nie dead. 10 Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great I Guard. Not I.

Enter Diomedes. 2 Guard. Nor I.

As that which inakes it.—How now? is he dead? 3 Guard. Nor any one.

[Exeunt.

Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead.
Der. Thydeath and fortunes bid thyfollowers fly. Look out o' the other side your monunient,
This sword but shewn to Cæsar, with this tidings, 15 His guard have brought him thither.
Shall enter me with him.

Enter Antony, borne by the guard.
Enter Diomedes.
Cleo. O sun,

stand Dio. Where's Antony?

Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in ;-darkling? Der. There, Diomed, there.

The varying shore o' the world'!-O Antony! Dio. Lives he? Wilt thou not answer, man? 20 Antony, Antony !

[Exit Dercetas. Help, Charmian, help; Iras, help; help, friends Ant. Art thou there, Diomed? Draw thy Below; let's draw him hither. sword, and give me

Ant. Peace : Sufficing strokes for death.

Not Cæsar's valour hrath o'erthrown Antony, Dio. Most absolute lord,

25 But Antony's hath triumph'd on itself. My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee:

Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony Ant. When did she send thee?

Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so! Dio. Now, my lord.

Ant. I am dying, Agypt, dying; only Ant. Where is she?

[phesying fear I here importune death a while, until
Dio. Lock'd in her monument. She had a pro-300f many thousand kisses the poor last
Of what hath come to pass: for when she saw I lay upon thy lips.
(Which never shall be found) you did suspect

Cleo. I dare not,
She had dispos'd' with Cæsar, and that your rage Dear, dear, my lord, pardon; I dare not,
Would not be purg'd, she sent you word she was Lest I be taken: not the imperious shew
dead;

35 Of the full-fortun'd Cæsar ever shall [have
But, fearing since how it might work, hath sent Be brooch'd with me*; if knife, drugs, serpents,
Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come, Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe.
I dread, too late.

Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes, Ant. Too late, good Diomed:--Call my guard, And still conclusion', shall acquire no honour

I prythee. [guard, what, ho:40 Demurring upon me. Butcome, come, Antony, Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard! The Help me, my women,--we must draw thee up; Come, your lord calls.

Assist, good friends.
Enter a Guard.
Ant. O, quick, or I am gone.

[my lord: Ant. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra Cleo. Here's sport, indeed !-Howheavyweighs bides;

45 Our strength is all gone into heaviness, "Tis the last service that I shall command you. That makes the weight: Had I great Juno's power, I Guard. Woe, woe, are we, sir, you may not The strong-wing'd Mercury should fetch thee up, live to wear

And set thee by Jove's side. Yet come a little,All your true followers out.

Wisherswere everfools; -0,come,come,come;Åll. Most heavy day!

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[They draw Antony up to Cleopatra. Ant.Nay, good ıny fellows, do not please sharp! And welcome, welcome ! die, where thou hast To grace it with your sorrows: bid that welcome

liv'd: Which comes to punish us, and we punish it,

Quicken with kissing?;-had my lips that power, Seeming to bear it lightly. Take me up: Thus would I wear them out. I have led you oft; carry me now, good friends, 53 All. A heavy sight! And have my thanks for all.

Ant. I am dying, Ægypt, dying: [Exeunt, bearing Antony. Give me some wine, and let me speak a little. * Todispose may here signify to make terms, to settle matters. * i.e. without light. • She desires the sun to burn his own orb, the vehicle of light, and then the earth will be dark. * i. e. adorn'd.A brooch was an ornament formerly worn in the hat. Brooches in the North are buckles set with stones, such as those with which shirt-bosoms and handkerchiefs are clasped.

i. es silent coolness of resolution. Dr. Johnson supposes the meaning of these strange words to be, Here's trifling! You do not work in earnest." That is, Redive by my kiss. 1

Clea.

Cleo. No, let me speak; and let me rail so high, Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign.
That the false huswire Fortune break her wheel, Char. Lady!
Provok'd by my offence,

Iras. Madam!
Ant. One word, sweet queen:

Char. O madam, madam, madam,
Of Cæsar seek your honour, with your safety.--0!-- 5 Iras. Royal Ægypt! empress !
Cleo. They do not go together,

Chur. Peace, peace, Iras.
Ant. Gentle, hear me:-

Cleo. No more--but e'en a woman; and comNone about Cæsar trust, but Proculeius.

manded Cleo. My resolution, and iny hands, I'll trust, By such poor passion as the maid that milks, None about Cæsar.

10 And does the meanest chares?.-It were for me Ant. The miserable change now at my end, To throw my scepter at the injurious gods; Lament nor sorrow at: but please your thoughts To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, In feeding them with those my former fortunes Till they had stolen our jewel. All's but naught; Wherein I liv'd, the greatest prince o' the world, Patience is sottish; and impatience does The noblest: and do now not basely die, 15 Become a dog that's mad. Then is it sin, Nor cowardly; put off my helmetto

To rush into the secret house of death, My countryman, a Romaj, by a Roman

Ere death dare come to us?How do you, women? Valiantly vanquish’d. Now, my spirit is going; What, what? good cheer! Why, how now, CharI can no more..

[Antony dies,

mian? Cleo. Noblest of men, woo't die?

20 My noble girls !—Ah, women, women! look, Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide

Our lamp is spent, it's out: -Good sirs, take In this dull world, which in thy absence is

heart:

(noble, No better than a stye!—0, see, my women, We'll bury him: and then, what's brave, what's The crown o' the earth doth melt:-My lord!~ Let's do it after the high Roman fashion, 0, wither'd is the garland of the war,

25 And make death proud to take us.. Come, away: The soldier's pole is tallen'; young boys, and girls, This case of that huge spirit now is cold. Are level now with men: the odds is gone, Ah, women, women! come; we have no friend And there is nothing left remarkable

But resolution, and the briefest end. Beneath the visiting moon. [She faints.

[Exeunt, bearing off Antony's body. Char.o, quietness, lady!

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SCENE I.

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Cæs. The breaking of so great a thing should Cæsar's Camp.

A greater crack: The round world (make

40 Should have shook lions into civil streets, Enter Casar, Agrippa, Dolabella, Mecænas, Gallus, And citizens to their dens *:—The death of AnProculeius, and train.

tony Cas. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield; Is not a single doom; in the name lay

Being so frustrated, tell him, he mocks A moiety of the world, The pauses that he makes?,

45 Der. He is dead, Cæsar; Dol. Cæsar, I shall.

[Erit Dolabella. Not by a public minister of justice,
Enter Dercetas, with the sword of Antony. Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand,
Cæs. Wherefore is that: and what art thou, Which writ his honour in the acts it did,
Appear thus to us?

(that dar'st Hath, with the courage which the heart did lend it, Der. I am callid Dercetas;

50 Splitted the heart. This is his sword,
Mark Antony I serv’d, who best was worthy I robb'd his wound of it; behold it stain'd
Best to be serv'd: whilst he stood up, and spoke, With his most noble blood.
He was my master; and I wore my life,

Ces. Look you sad, friends ?
To spend upon his haters: If thou please The gods rebúke me, but it is a tidings
To take me to thee, as I was to him

155 To wash the eyes of kings. I'll be to Cæsar; if thou pleasest not,

Agr. And strange it is, I yield thee up my life.

That nature must compel us to lament °Cæs. What is 't thou say’st?

Our most persisted deeds. Der. I say, O Cæsar, Antony is dead.

Mec. His taints and honours 'He at whom the soldiers pointed, as at a pageant held high for observation, ?i.e. taskwork. Hence the modern term chure-woman.

*i.e. he trifles with us. * Dr. Johnson conjectures, that a line is lost here: Mr. Malone, however, believes that only two words are wanting, and proposes to read, The round world should huve shook, Throwņrazinglious into civilstreets, And citizenstoiheir dens.Bụt for if not,

Waged Waged equal with him!.

In all nıy writings : Go with me, and see Agr. A rarer spirit never

What I can shew in this.

[Exeunt. Did steer humanity: but you, gods, will give us Some faults to make us men. Cæsar is touch'd.

SCENE II.
Mec. When such a spacious mirror's set before 5
He needs must see himself.

[him,

The Monument. Cæs. O Antony !

Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras. I have follow'd thee to this ;-But we do lance Cleo. My desolation does begin to make Diseases in our bodies. I must perforce

A better life: 'Tis paltry, to be Cæsar; Have shewn to thee such a declining day, 10 Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave ?, Or look on thine; we could not stall together

A minister of her will; And it is great In the whole world : But yet let me lament, To do that thing that ends all other deeds; With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts,

Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; That thou, my brother, my competitor

Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung In top of all design, my mate in empire, 15 The beggar's nurse and Cæsar's.Friend and companion in the front of war,

Enter, below, Proculeius, Gallus, &c. The arm of mine own body, and the heart

Pro. Cæsar sends greeting to the queen of Where mine his thoughts did kindle,that our

Ægypt; stars,

And bids thee study on what fair deniands Unreconciliable, should divide

20 Thou mean'st to have him grant thee. Our equalness to this?.-Hear me, good friends,

Cleo. What's thy name? But I will tell you at some meeter season;

Pro. My name is Proculeius.

Cleo. Antony
Enter an Ægyptian.

Did tell me of you, bade me trust you; but
The business of this man looks out of him, 25 I do not greatly care to be deceiv'd,
We'll hear hiin what he says. Whence are you?

That have no use for trusting. If your master Ægypt. A poor Ægyptian yet: The queen my Would have a queen his beggar, you must tell him, mistress,

That majesty, to keep decorum, must Confin'd in all she has, her monument,

No less beg than a kingdom : if he please Of thy intents desires instruction;

130 To give me conquer'd Ægypt for my son, That she preparedly may frame herself

He gives me so much of mine own, as I To the way she's förc'd to.

Will kneel to him with thanks. Cæs. Bid her have good heart;

Pro. Be of good cheer; She soon shall know of us, by some of ours, You are fallen into a princely hand, fear nothing : How honourably and how kindly we

35 Make your full reference freely to my lord, Determine for her: for Cæsar cannot live

Who is so full of grace, that it flows over To be ungentle.

On all that need : Let me report to him Ægypt. So the gods preserve thee! Erit. Your sweet dependency; and you shall find

Cas. Come hither, Proculeius; Go, and say, A conqueror, that will pray in aid' for kindness, We purpose her no shame: give her what com- 0 Where he for grace is kneeld to. forts

Cleo. Pray you, tell him
The quality of her passion shall require; I am his fortune's vassal, and I send him
Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke, The greatness he has got'. I hourly learn
She do defeat us: for her life in Rome

A doctrine of obedience; and would gladly Would be eternal in our triumph: Go,

45 Look him i' the face. And, with your speediest, bring us what she says, Pro. This I'll report, dear lady. And how you find of her.

Have comfort ; for, I know your plight is pity'd Pro. Cæsar, I shall. [Erit Proculeius. Of him that caus'd it. Cæs. Gallus, go you along. - Where's Dola- | Aside.] You see how easily she may be surpriz'd; bella,

50

[Here Gallus and guard ascend the moTo second Proculeius?

[Exit Gallus.

nument, and enter behind. All. Dolabella!

Guard her, 'till Cæsar come.

[Erit. Cæs. Let him alone,'for I remember now

Iras. Royal queen! How he's employ’d; he shall in time be ready. Char. 0 Cleopatra! thou art taken, queen! Go with me to my tent; where you shall see 1551 Cleo. Quick, quick, good hands. How hardly I was drawn into this war;

[Drawing a dagger. How calm and gentle I proceeded still

Proculeius rushes in, and disarms the Qucen. -' j. e. his taints and honours were an equal match ; were opposed to each other in just proportions, like the counterparts of a wager. ? That is, should have made us, in our equality of fortune, disagree to a pitch like this, that one of us must die. 3 i. e. the servant of fortune. *i. e. Voluntary death produces a state which has no longer need of the gross and terrene sustenance, in the use of which Cæsar and the beggar are on a level. Praying in aid is a law term, used for a petition made in a court of justice for the calling in of help from another that hath an interest in the cause in question, • 1 allow him to be nìy conqueror.

Pro.

5

Pro. Hold, worthy lady, hold:

Dol. Most sovereign creature, -Do not yourself such wrong, who are in this

Cleo. His legs bestrid the ocean ; his rear'd arca Reliev'd, but not betray'd. [languish? Crested the world: his voice was property'd

Cleo. What, of death too, that rids our dogs of As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; Pro. Cleopatra,

5 But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, Do not abuse our master's bounty, by

He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, The undoing of yourself: let the world see There was no winter in't ; an autumn 'twas, His nobleness well acted, which your death That grew the more by reaping: His delights Will never let come forth.

Were dolphin-like; they shew'd his back above Cleo. Where art thou, death? [queen 10 The element they liv'd in: In his livery [were Come hither, come! come, come, and take a Walk'd crowns, and crownets; realms and islands Worth many babes and beggars !

As plates dropt from his pocket. Pro. (), temperance, lady!

Dol. Cleopatra,

[man Cleo. Sir, I will eat no meat, I'll not drink, sir ; Cleo. Think you there was, or might be, such a If idle talk will once be necessary',

15 As this I dreani'd of? I'll not sleep neither: This mortal house I'll ruin, Dol. Gentle madam, no. Do Cæsar what he can. Know, sir, that I

Cleo. You lye, up to the hearing of the gods." Will not wait pinion'd at your master's court; But, if there be, or ever were one such, Nor once be chastis'd with the sober eye It's past the size of dreaming : Nature wants stuff Of dull Octavia. Shall they hoist me up,' 20 To vie strange forms with fancy; yet, to imagine And shew me to the shouting varletry

An Antony, were nature's piece 'gainst fancy, Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt Condemning shadows quite + Be gentle grave unto me! rather on Nilus mud Dol. Hear me, good madam: Lay me stark naked, and let the water-tlies Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear it Blow me into abhorring! rather make 25 As answering to the weight:'Would I might never My country's high pyra!nides my gibbet, O'ertake pursu'd success, but I do feel, And hang me up in chains !

By the rebound of yours, a grief that shoots Pro. You do extend

My very heart at root. These thoughts of horror further than you shall Cleo. I thank you, sir. Find cause in Cæsar.

30 Know you, what Cæsar means to do with me? Enter Dolabella.

Dol. I am loth to tell you what I would you Dol. Proculeius,

Cleo. Nay, pray you, sir, —

[knew. What thou hast done, thy master Cæsar knows, Dol. Though he be honourable, And he hath sent for thee: as for the queen,

Cleo. He'll lead me then in triumph? I'll take her to my guard,

351 Dol. Madain, he will; I know it. Pro, So, Dolabella,

All. Make way there,--Cæsar. It shall content me best: be gentle to her. Enter Cæsar, Gallus, Mecanas, Proculeius, and To Cæsar I will speak what you shall please,

Attendarts. [To Cleopatra. Cæs. Which is the queen of Egypt? If you'll employ me to him.

40 Dol. It is the emperor, madam. (Cleo. kneels.. Cleo. Say, I would die. [Exit Proculeius. Cæs. Arise, you shall not kneel: Dol. Most noble empress, you have heard of me I

pray you, rise, rise, Agypt. Cleo. I cannot tell.

Cleo. Sir, the gods Dol. Assuredly, you know me.

Will have it thus; my master and my lord Cleo. No matter, sir, what I have heard or 45 I must obey. known.

[dreams : Cæs, Take to you no hard thoughts: You laugh, when boys, or women, tell their The record of what injuries you did us, Is't not your trick?

Though written in our flesh, we shall reinember Dol. I understand not, madam.

As things but done by chance.
Cleo. I dream'd, there was an emperor Antony; 30. Cleo. Sole sir o' the world,
O, such another sleep, that I might see

I cannot project' mine own cause so well
But such another man !

s'o make it clear; but do confess, I have Dol. If it might please you,

Been laden with like frailties, which before Cleo. His face was as the heavens; and therein Have often sham’d our sex. stuck

[lighted Cæs. Cleopatra, know, A sun, and moon ; which kept their course, and We will extenuate rather than enforce: The little? O, the earth,

If

f you apply yourself to our intents, * Once may mean sometimes. The meaning of Cleopatra seems to be this: If idle talking be sometimes necessary to the prolongation of life, why I will not sleep, for fear of talking idly in my sleep. a i. e. the little orb or circle. ? Plates probably mean, silter money. * The word piece is a term appropriated to works of art. Here Nature and Fancy produce each their piece, and the piece done by Nature had the preference.-Antony was in reality past the size of dreaming; he was more by Nature than Fancy could present in sleep. * To project a cause is to represent a cause ; to project it well, is to plan or contrite a scheme of defence.

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