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Ant.

Rarely, rarely:

He that unbuckles this, till we do please
To doff 't1 for our repose, shall hear a storm.
Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen 's a squire

2

More tight at this than thou: despatch.-O love, That thou couldst see my wars to-day, and knew'st The royal occupation! thou shouldst see

Enter 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 Off.

A thousand, sir,

Early though 't be, have on their riveted trim,
And at the port expect you.

[shout, trumpets, florish.

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.

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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? Cle.

He goes forth gallantly.

might

Lead me.

That he and Cæsar

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; SOLDier meeting them.

Sol. The gods make this a happy day to An

tony!

Ant. Would thou and those thy scars had once

prevail'd

To make me fight at land!

Sol.

Hadst thou done so,

The kings that have revolted, and the soldier

That has this morning left thee, would have still

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He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp

Say, I am none of thine.'

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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!-Despatch.-Enobarbus!

SCENE VI.

Casar's camp before Alexandria.

[Exeunt.

Florish. Enter CESAR, with AGRIPPA, ENOBARBUS, and others.

Ca. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight:

Our will is, Antony be took alive;

Make it so known.

Agr. Cæsar, I shall.

[Exit Agrippa.

Ca. The time of universal peace is near:

Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd world

Shall bear the olive freely.

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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 honorable trust. I have done ill;
Of which I do accuse myself so sorely,
That I will joy no more.

Sol.

Enter SOLDIER of Cæsar's.

Enobarbus, Antony

Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with
His bounty overplus: the messenger

Came on my guard; and at thy tent is now,
Unloading of his mules.

Eno. I give it you.

Sol. Mock not, Enobarbus.

I tell you true. Best you safed 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.

others.

Enter AGRIPPA and

Agr. Retire; we have engaged ourselves too far: Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression 2

Exceeds what we expected.

Alarum.

[Exeunt.

Enter ANTONY and SCARUS, wounded.

Sca. O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed! Had we done so at first, we had driven them home With clouts about their heads.

Ant.

Thou bleed'st apace.

1 Swells.

2 i. e. the force by which we are oppressed or overpowered.

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