ACT. IV. SCENE L-Casar's Camp at Alexandria. Enter CESAR, reading a letter; AGRIPPA, MECENAS, and others. Cas. He calls me boy; and chides, as he had power To beat me out of Egypt: my messenger He hath whipp'd with rods; dares me to personal combat, Caesar to Autony: Let the old ruffian know Mec. Let our best heads Know, that to-morrow the last of many battles We mean to fight:-Within our files there are Of those, that serv'd Mark Antony but late, Enough to fetch him in. See it be done; And feast the army: we have store to do't, And they have earn'd the waste. Poor Antony! [Exeunt. 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. Ant. Why should he not? No. [fortune. Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better He is twenty men to one. Ant. To-morrow, soldier, Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus! Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty friends, You take me in too dolorous a sense: I spake to you for your comfort; did desire you SCENE III.-The same. Before the Palace. Enter two Soldiers, to their Guard. 1 Sold. Brother, good night: to morrow is the dt. 2 Sold. It will determine one way: fare you w Heard you of nothing strange about the streets? I Sold. Nothing: What news? 2 Sold. Good night to you. 1 Sold. 2 Sold. Belike, 'tis but a rumer: Well, sir, good night. Enter two other Soldiers. Soldiers, Well said: come on. By sea and land I'll fight; or I will live, Call forth my household servants; let's to-night What does he mean? Eno. To make his followers weep. Ant. Tend me to-night: May be, it is the period of your duty: Haply, you shall not see me more; or if, A mangled shadow: perchance, to-morrow You'll serve another master. I look on you, As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends, I turn you not away; but, like a master Married to your good service, stay till death: Tend me to-night two hours. I ask no more, And the gods yield you for't! Eno. What mean you, sir, To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep; And I, an ass, am onion-ey'd; for shame, Transform us not to women! Peace, I say. What should this 1 Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony lovd Now leaves him. 1 Sold. Walk; let's see if other watchmen Do hear what we do. (They advance to another (Several speaking together) Ay: Ist not strange. 1 Sold. 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, Qu Sleep a little Ant. No, my chuck.-Eros, come; mine armour, Eros! Enter EROS, with armour Ant. Rarely, rarely: He that unbuckles this, till we do please To doff't for our repose, shall hear a storm.Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen's a squire More tight at this, than thou: Despatch.-O love, That thou could'st see my wars to-day, and knew'st The royal occupation! thou should'st see Enter an 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. 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 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.) 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.-Adien. [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 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; a Soldier meeting them. Sold. The gods make this a happy day to An tony! [prevail'd Ant. 'Would, thou and those thy scars had once To make me fight at land! Sold. Had'st thou done so, The kings that have revolted, and the soldier That has this morning left thee, would have still Follow'd thy heels. Ant. Sold. Who's gone this morning? Who? Que ever near thee: Call for Enobarbus, Ant. What say'st thou? Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; I will subscribe) gentle adieus, and greetings: Cas. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight: Agr. Plant those that have revolted in the van, Sold. Enter a 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. Sold. Mock me not, Enobarbus. I tell you true: Best that you saf'd the bringer Out of the host; I must attend mine office, Or would have don'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 wouldest 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. Ant. Scar. We'll beat 'em into bench-holes; I have yet Room for six scotches more. Let us score their backs, And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind; 'Tis sport to maul a runner. Ant. Once for thy spritely For thy good valour. Scar. I will reward thee comfort, and ten-fold Come thee on. I'll halt after. [Exeunt. SCENE VIII-Under the Walls of Alexandria. Alarum. Enter ANTONY, marching; SCARUS, and Forces. Ant. We have beat him to his camp; Run one before, And let the queen know of our guests.-To-morrow, Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends, To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts, Chain my arm'd neck; leap thou, attire and all, Cleo. Lord of lords! though grey What. girl, Do something mingle with our brown; yet have we I'll give thee, friend, An armour all of gold; it was a king's. Ant. He has deserv'd it, were it carbuncled Like holy Phoebus car.-Give me thy hand; Through Alexandria make a jolly march; Bear our hack'd targets like the then that owe them: Το camp this host, we all would sup together; That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together, Applauding our approach. SCENE IX.-Cæsar's Camp. [Exeunt. ! Shall stay with us; order for sea is given; Enter CESAR, and his Forces, marching. Re-enter ANTONY and SCARUS. [Exeun Hast sold me to this novice; and my heart O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more: bome; Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief eud, Enter CLEOPATRA. Ah, thou spell! Avannt Cleo. Why is my lord enrag'd against his love? Ant. Vanish; or I shall give thee thy deserving And blemish Casar's triumph. Let him take thre And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians: Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot Of all thy sex; most monster-like, be shewD For poor'st diminutives, to dolts; and let |