For I fpake to you for your comfort, did defire you
To burn this Night with Torches: know, my Hearts,
I hope well of to morrow, and will lead you,
Where rather I'll expect victorious Life,

Than Death, and Honour. Let's to Supper, come,
And drown confideration.

Enter a Company of Soldiers.

[Exeunt. 1 Sold. Brother, good Night: to morrow is the day. 2 Sold. It will determine one way: Fare you well. Heard you of nothing ftrange about the Streets. 1 Sold. Nothing what News?

2 Sold. Belike 'tis but a Rumour, good Night to you. 1 Sold. Well, Sir, good Night.

They meet with other Soldiers.

2 Sold. Soldiers, have careful Watch.

1 Sold. And you: Good Night, good Night.

[They place themselves in every corner of the Stage.

2 Sold. Here we; and if to morrow

Our Navy thrive, I have an abfolute hope

Our Landmen will stand up.

1 Sold. 'Tis a brave Army, and full of purpose.

[Mufick of the Hoboyes is under the Stage.

2 Sold. Peace, what noife?

1 Sold. Lift, lift!

2 Sold. Hark!

1 Sold. Mufick i'th' Air..
3 Sold. Under the Earth.
It fings well, do's it not?
2 Sold. No.

1 Sold. Peace I fay: what fhould this mean?
2 Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, who loved Antony,

Now leaves him.

1 Sold. Walk, let's fee if other Watchmen

Do hear what we do?

2 Sold. How now, Masters?

[Speak together.

Omnes. How now? how now? do you hear this?

1 Sold. Is't not ftrange?

3-Sold. Do you hear, Mafters? Do you hear?

1 Sold. Follow the noise fo far as we have quarter. Let's fee how it will give off.

Omnes. Content: 'tis ftrange.

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[Exeunt.

Enter

Enter Antony and Cleopatra, with others.
Ant. Eros, mine Armor, Eros.

Cleo. Sleep a little.

Ant. No, my Chuck: Eros, come, mine Armour, Eros.

Enter Eros.

Come, my good Fellow, put thine Iron on,
If Fortune be not ours to day, it is
Because we brave her. Come.

Cleo. Nay, I'll help too, Antony.

What's this for? Ah, let be, let be, thou art
The Armorer of my Heart; Falfe, falfe; This, this,
Sooth-law I'll help: Thus it muft be.

Ant. Well, well, we fhall thrive now.

Seeft thou, my good Fellow. Go put on thy defences.
Eno. Briefly, Sir.

Cleo. Is not this buckled well?

Ant. Rarely, rarely:

He that unbuckles this, 'till we do please.
To dof't for our repofe, fhall hear a Storm.
Thou fumbleft Eros, and my Queen's a Squire
More tight at this; Difpatch. O Love,

That thou couldft fee my Wars to day, and knew'ft
The Royal Occupation, thou fhouldft fee

A Workman in't.

Enter an Armed Soldier.

Good morrow to thee, welcome,

Thou look'ft like him that knows a warlike charge:
To business that we love, we rife betime,

And go to't with delight.

Sold. A thoufand, Sir,

Early though't be, have on their Rivetted trim,

And at the Port expect you.

[Shout. Trumpets flourish.

Enter Captains and Soldiers,

Cap. The Morn is fair; good morrow General.
All. Good morrow, Genéral.

Ant. 'Tis well blown, Lad.

This morning like the Spirit of a youth

That means to be of note, begins betimes.

So, fo; Come give me that, what e'er becomes of me,
Fare thee well, Dame, what e'er becomes of me,
This is a Soldier's kifs: rebukeable,

And

And worthy fhameful check it were, to ftand
On more Mechanick Compliment, I'll leave thee,'
Now, like a Man of Steel. You that will fight,
Follow me clofe, I'll bring you to't: Adieu.
Char. Please you retire to your Chamber?
Cleo. Lead me:

He goes forth gallantly: that he and Cafar might
Determine this great War in fingle fight;

Well on.

[Exeunt.

Then Antony-but now

[Exeunt.

Trumpets found. Enter Antony, and Eros.

Eros. The gods make this a happy day to Antoxy.

Ant. Would thou, and thofe thy Scars had once prevail'd,

To make me fight at Land.

Eros. Hadft thou done fo,

The Kings that have revolted, and the Soldier

That has this morning left thee, would have still

Followed thy heels.

Ant. Who's gone this morning?

Eros. Who? one ever near thee, call for Enobarbus. He shall not hear thee, or from Cafar's Camp,

Say I am none of thine.

Ant. What fay'ft thou?

Sold. Sir, he is with Cafar.

Eros. Sir, his Chefts and Treafure he has not with him. Ant. Is he gone?

Sold. Moft certain.

Ant. Go, Eros, fend his Treasure after, do it,
Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him,
I will fubfcribe, gentle adieus, and greetings:
Say, that I wish he never find more caufe
To change a Master. Oh my Fortunes have
Corrupted honeft Men. Difpatch, Eros.

SCENE

III.

Cæfar's Camp.

[Exit.

Enter Cæfar, Agrippa, with Enobarbus, and Dolabella.

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

Our will is Antony be took alive;

Make it fo known.

Agr. Cafar, I hall.

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Caf.

Caf. The time of univerfal peace is near;
Prove this a profp'rous day, the three-nook'd World
Shall bear the Olive freely.

Enter a Meffenger.

Mef. Antony is come into the Field.
Caf. Go charge Agrippa,

Plant thofe that have revolted in the Van,
That Antony may feem to fpend his Fury
Upon himself.

Eno. Alexas did revolt, and went to Jewry on
Affairs of Antony; there did perfwade
Great Herod to incline himself to Cafar,
And leave his Mafter Antony. For this pains
Cafar hath hang'd him: Canidins and the reft
That fell away, have entertainment, but
No honourable truft: I have done ill,
Of which I do accufe my felf fo forely,
That I will joy no more.

Enter a Soldier of Cæfar's.

Sold. Enobarbus, Antony

Hath after thee fent all thy Treafure, with
His bounty over-plus. The Meffenger
Came on my Guard, and at thy Tent is now
Unloading of his Mules.

Eno. I give it you.

. Sold. Mock not, Exobarbus,

I tell you true: Beft you fafe't the bringer
Out of the Hoaft, I must attend mine Office,

Or would have done't my felf. Your Emperor
Continues ftill afove.

Ene. I am alone the Villain of the Earth,

And feel I am so most. Oh Antony,

[Exeunt.

Thou Mine of Bounty, how wouldft thou have paid
My better Service, when my Turpitude

[Exit.

Thou doft fo Crown with Gold. This bows my Heart;
If fwift Thought break it not, a fwifted mean

Shall out-ftrike Thought; but Thought will do't, I feel.
I fight against thee !No, I will go feek

Some Ditch, where I may die; the foul'ft beft fits
My latter part of Life.

[Exit.

SCENE

SCENE IV. Before the Walls of
Alexandria.

Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter Agrippa,
Agr. Retire, we have engag'd our felves too far:
Cafar himself has work, and our oppreffion
Exceeds what we expected.

Alarums. Enter Antony, and Scarus wounded.
Scar. O my brave Emperor, this is fought indeed,
Had we done fo at firft, we had droven them home
With Clouts about their Head.

Ant. Thou bleed'ft apace.

Scar. I had a wound here that was like a T,

But now 'tis made an H.

Ant. They do retire.

[Exit.

[Far off.

Scar. We'll beat 'em into Bench-holes, I have yet.

Room for fix fcotches more.

Enter Eros.

Eros. They are beaten, Sir, and our advantage ferves For a fair Victory.

Scar. Let us fcore their Backs,

And fnatch 'em up, as we take Hares behind,

'Tis fport to maul a Runner.

Ant. I will reward thee

Once for thy sprightly comfort, and ten-fold
For thy good Valour. Come thee on,

Scar. I'll halt after.

[Exeunt.

Alarum. Enter Antony again in a march, Scarus, with

`others.

Ant. We have beat him to his Camp; run one before, And let the Queen know of our Guefts; to morrow Before the Sun fhall fee's, we'll fpill the Blood That has to day efcap'd. I thank you all, For doughty handed are you, and have fought Not as you ferv'd the Caufe, but as't had been Each Man's like mine; you have fhewn all Hectors. Enter the City, clip your Wives, your Friends, Tell them your Feats, whilft they with joyful Tears

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