Ah, women, women! come; we have no friend But resolution, and the briefest end. [Exeunt; those above bearing off Antony's body. ACT V. SCENE I. Casar's camp before Alexandria. Enter CESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, and others. MECENAS, Ca. Go to him, Dolabella; bid him yield: Being so frustrate, tell him, he mocks us by The pauses that he makes. Dol. Cæsar, I shall. [Exit Dolabella. Enter DERCETAS, with the sword of Antony. Ca. 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 Best to be served: whilst he stood up, and spoke, He was my master; and I wore my life, To spend upon his haters. If thou please Cœ. What is 't thou say'st? Der. I say, O Cæsar, Antony is dead. Is not a single doom; in the name lay A moiety of the world. Der. He is dead, Cæsar; Not by a public minister of justice, Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand, Hath, with the courage which the heart did lend it, I robb'd his wound of it: behold it stain'd With his most noble blood. The gods rebuke me, but it is tidings To wash the eyes of kings. Agr. Look you sad, friends? And strange it is, That nature must compel us to lament Our most persisted deeds. Mec. Waged equal with him.1 His taints and honors A rarer spirit never Agr. 1 Were opposed to each other in just proportions. Mec. When such a spacious mirror's set before him, He needs must see himself. Cœ. O Antony! I have follow'd thee to this; but we do lance Where mine his 1 thoughts did kindle,-that our stars, Unreconciliable, should divide Our equalness to this.-Hear me, good friends; Enter MESSEnger. The business of this man looks out of him; We'll hear him what he says.-Whence are you? Mes. A poor Egyptian yet. The queen my mis tress, Confined in all she has, her monument, Of thy intents desires instruction; That she preparedly may frame herself 1 For its. To the way she's forced to. Cœ. Bid her have good heart; She soon shall know of us, by some of ours, Determine for her; for Cæsar cannot live Mes. So the gods preserve thee! Ca. Come hither, Proculeius: go, and say, [Exit. We purpose her no shame: give her what comforts The quality of her passion shall require ; Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke She do defeat us: for her life in Rome Would be eternal in our triumph.-Go, And, with your speediest, bring us what she says, And how you find of her. Pro. Cæsar, I shall. [Exit Proculeius. Ca. Gallus, go you along.-Where 's Dolabella, To second Proculeius? [Exit Gallus. Ca. Let him alone, for I remember now How he's employ'd; he shall in time be ready. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Alexandria. A room in the monument. Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and IRAS. Cle. My desolation does begin to make To do that thing that ends all other deeds; Enter, to the gates of the monument, PROCULEIUS, GALLUS, and Soldiers. Pro. Cæsar sends greeting to the queen of Egypt; And bids thee study on what fair demands Thou mean'st to have him grant thee. Cle. [within.] Pro. My name is Proculeius. Cle. [within.] What's thy name? Antony Did tell me of you, bade me trust you; but I do not greatly care to be deceived, That have no use for trusting. If your master Would have a queen his beggar, you must tell him, 1 Servant. |