prizes were at flake, their refentments ought to have been expreffed only against themselves. SCENE IX. The natural connection and dependance of the inward upon the outward man, as it is here expreffed, is well marked in this place. When Antony, in a fit of defpair, goes out to pen a perfonal challenge to Octavius, the following reflection is made: Enobarbus. Yes, like enough; high-battled Cæfar will A parcel of their fortunes, and things outward To fuffer all alike That he fhould dream, Anfwer his emptinefs! Cæfar, thou haft fubdued In this fame Scene, Enobarbus, feeing the downfal of his master's fortunes, enters into debate with himself, whether he fhall preferve his fidelity to him ftill, or shift about, and take part with the conqueror; in which foliloquy he feems fairly to give the preference to the nobler fide of the queftion, in his argument, though he afterwards determines against it, in his conduct. But 'tis ufually fo, in all deliberations of this fort for virtue and vice are of fuch oppofite natures, that there is no poffibility of bringing them at all into comparison by any fophifter whofe judgment has not before been rendered partial and corrupt. So that in such cases one may venture generally to pronounce, as the Poet does of women, that they who deliberate are loft. Enobarbus. Mine honefty and I begin to fquare *; The loyalty well held to fools, does make Our faith mere folly-Yet he that can endure Does conquer him that did his master conquer, * Victorious. In fame or hiftory. To fquare, to quarrel, so used by Shakespeare. ACT When Antony is told that Enobarbus had gone over to the enemy, but left his chefts and effects behind him, he fays, Go, Eros, fend his treasure after-Do it- There is fuch an heroic liberality of foul expreffed here, as must make one lament the misfortunes of the unhappy Antony, even at this distance of timefor the fact here reprefented, is taken from historical record. We may justly fay of him, as the foldier does here, upon delivering the meffage to Enobarbus, Your emperor continues ftill a Jove. 4 a Antony was not only a braver and a greater, but better man than his competitor for empire. Auguftus was of a worthlefs, mean, jealous, and vengeful nature; though poets, and fome hiftorians, have deified him. But princes will have their flatterers. Milton has given one even to the prince of darkness*. SCENE VI. Here Enobarbus appears to have been equally ftruck with the generofity of his master, and his own vilenefs; upon which joint reflection he paffes a very juft fentence on himself. I am alone the villain of the earth, And feel I am so moft. O, Antony, Thou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid My better fervice, when my turpitude Thou dost fo crown with gold! This blows † my heart; Shall out-frike thought-But thought will do't, I feel. Some ditch, where I inay die; the foul'ft beft fits My latter part of life. See Beelzebub's compliments to Satan, Book III, + For favells. SCENE SCENE VIII. The contrition of Enobarbus was fincere; for here the strong fenfe of his bafenefs burfts his fwoln heart: O bear me witnefs, night! Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon ! Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did O fovereign miftrefs of true melancholy, The poisonous damp of night difpunge upon me, May hang no longer on me! O Antony, [Dies. I fhall not pretend to difpute a knowledge of human nature with Shakespeare, but, if he had not given us a reprefentation of this character, I fhould hardly have been brought to imagine that a breast capable of harbouring fuch treachery and vilenefs, could ever, at the fame time, have contained a fpirit of fo much honour, and so strong a fenfe of fhame. One of the centinels, upon feeing him fink down on the ground, fays to his companion, that he has fallen afleep; but the other, who had overheard his foliloquy, replies, very juftly, Swoons, rather; for fo bad a prayer as his In this place our Author describes the viciffitudes of life, and the quick fhiftings of fortune, by an apt and beautiful fimile. Antony and Eros. Antony. Eros, thou yet behold'st me. Eres. Ay, noble lord. I have left out a paffage here, which only difgraces this fine fpeech. Antory. Antony. Sometime, we fee a cloud that's dragonish; Á forked mountain, or blue promontory, And mock our eyes with air. Thou 'st seen these signs, Eros. Ay, my lord, Antony. That which is now a horfe, ev'n with a thought, As water is in water. Eros. It does, my Lord. Antony. My good knave †, Eros, now thy captain is Ev'n fuch a body-Here I'm Antony, Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave. The rest of the fpeech is affecting, but relates not to the description. We meet with nothing in this Act worth noting, except a speech made by one of Shakespeare's infpired Clowns in this Scene. I know that a woman is a dish for the Gods, if the Devil dress her not. Milton's fine compliment to the sex, is only This expreffed with more politeness: O faireft of creation, last and best "Of all God's works! But the Clown's expreffion has a peculiar propriety in it, here, as being applied to Cleopatra, whofe vices had demonifed fuch diftinguished talents, and transcendent beauty, as her's. • This word is explained in my laft note on A& IV. of the Tempeft; here it means only the diffolution of a cloud. ↑ Knave, an old English expreffion for a fervant or attendant. |