SCENE II-Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and others. Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius? Eno. No. Ant. Why should he not? Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune, He is twenty men to one. Ant. To-morrow, soldier, By sea and land I'll fight: or I will live, Or bathe my dying honour in the blood Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well?' Ant. Well said: come on. Call forth my household servants; let's to-night Enter SERVANTS. Be bounteous at our meal.-Give me thy hand, And thou, and thou,-and thou;-you have served me well, Cleo. What means this? Eno. "Tis one of those odd tricks, which sorrow shoots [Aside. Out of the mind. Ant. And thou art honest too. I wish, I could be made so many men; And all of you clapp'd up together in So good as you have done. Serv. The gods forbid ! Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night: Scant not my cups; and make as much of me, As when mine empire was your fellow too, And suffer'd my command. Cleo. What does he mean? Eno. To make his followers weep. May be, it is the period * of your duty: Eno. What mean you, Sir, To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep; * Close. + Or if you do, it may be as merely a mangled shadow of myself. + Reward. And I, an ass, am onion-eyed; for shame, Ant. Ho, ho, ho!* Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus! Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty friends, I spake to you for your comfort: did desire you To burn this night with torches: Know, my hearts, Than death and honour. Let's to supper; come, SCENE III.-The same. Before the Palace. 1 Sold. Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day. 2 Sold. Belike, 'tis but a rumour: Good night to you. 1 Sold. Well, Sir, good night. 2 Sold. Soldiers, Enter two other SOLDIERS. Have careful watch. 3 Sold. And you: Good night, good night. [Exeunt. [The first two place themselves at their post. 4 Sold. Here we: [They take their posts.] and if to-morrow Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope Our landmen will stand up. 3 Sold. "Tis a brave army,' And full of purpose. 4 Sold. Peace, what noise? 1 Sold. List, list! 2 Sold. Hark! 1 Sold. Music i' the air. 3 Sold. Under the earth. 4 Sold. It signs† well, Does't not? 3 Sold. No. [Music of hautboys under the stage. 1 Sold. Peace, I say. What should this mean? Now leaves him. 1 Sold. Walk; let's see if other watchmen Do hear what we do. 2 Sold. How now, masters? Sold. How now? How now? do you hear this? 1 Sold. Ay; is't not strange? [They advance to another post. [Several speaking together. 3 Sold. Do you hear, masters? do you hear? 1 Sold. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter; Let's see how't will give off. Sold. [Several speaking.] Content: "Tis strange. [Exeunt. SCENE IV-The same. A Room in the Palace. Enter ANTONY, and CLEOPATRA; CHARMIAN, and others, attending. Ant. Eros! mine armour, Eros! Cleo. Sleep a little. Ant. No, my chuck.-Eros, come; mine armour, Eros! Come, my good fellow, put thine iron on : If fortune be not ours to-day, it is Cleo. Nay, I'll help too. What's this for? Ant. Ah, let be, let be! thou art The armourer of my heart:-False, false; this, this. Ant. Well, well; We shall thrive now.-See'st thou, my good fellow ? Eros. Briefly,* Sir. Cleo. Is not this buckled well? Ant. Rarely, rarely: He that unbuckles this, till we do please To doff 't for our reposé, shall hear a storm.- More tight at this, than thou: Despatch.-O love, Enter an OFFICER, armed. A workman in 't.-Good morrow to thee; welcome: And go to it with delight. 1 Off. A thousand, Sir, Early though it be, have on their riveted trim,‡ And at the port expect you. [Shout. Trumpets. Flourish. 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 So, so; come, give me that: this way; well said. And worthy shameful check it were, to stand * Quickly. [Kisses her. + Armour. On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee [Exeunt ANTONY, EROS, OFFICERS, and SOLDIERS. Char. Please you, retire to your chamber? Cleo. Lead me, He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might [Exeunt. SCENE V-ANTONY'S Camp near Alexandria. Trumpets sound.-Enter ANTONY and EROS; a SOLDIER meeting them. Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony! Sold. Hadst thou done so, The kings that have revolted, and the soldier Follow'd thy heels. Ant. Who's gone this morning? Sold. Who? One ever near thee: Call for Enobarbus, He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp Say, I am none of thine. Ant. What say'st thou? Sold. Sir, He is with Cæsar. Eros. Sir, his chests and treasure He has not with him. Ant. Is he gone? Sold. Most certain. Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; SCENE VI.-Camp before Alexandria. [Exeunt. Flourish.-Enter CESAR with AGRIPPA, ENOBARBUS, and others. Cas. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight: Our will is, Antony be took alive; Make it so known. Agr. Cæsar, I shall, Cas. The time of universal peace is near: [Exit AGRIPPA. Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd* world Shall bear the olive freely. Mess. Antony Enter a MESSENGER. Is come into the field. *I. e. the three-parted. Cas. Go, charge Agrippa Plant those that have revolted in the van, [Exeunt CESAR 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 honourable trust. I have done ill; Of which I do accuse myself so sorely, That I will joy no more. Enter a SOLDIER of CÆSAR'S. Sold. Enobarbus, Antony Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with Eno. I give it you. Sold. Mock me not, Enobarbus. I tell you true: Best that you safed the bringer Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth. [Exit SOLDIER. Thou mine of bounty, how would'st thou have paid 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. Some ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits [Exit. SCENE VII.-Field of Battle between the Camps. Alarum.-Drums and Trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA and others. Agr. Retire, we have engaged ourselves too far: Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression Exceeds what we expected. Alarum.-Enter ANTONY and SCARUS wounded. Scar. 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. Scar. I had a wound here that was like a T, But now 'tis made an H. Ant. They do retire. [Exeunt. * Swells. |