Imatges de pàgina

Ant. Then let it do at once
The thing why thou hast drawn it.

Eros. My dear master,
My captain, and my emperor ! let me fay,
Before I ftrike this bloody stroke, farewel.

Ant. 'Tis said, man ;-and farewel.
Eros. Farewel, great chief. Shall I ftrike now?
Ant. Now, Eros.
Eros. Why, there then :- falls on his sword.] Thus I

do escape the sorrow
Of Antony's death.

Ant. Thrice nobler than myself!
Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what
I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and Eros
Have, by their brave instruction, got upon me
A nobleness in record : But I will be
A bridegroom in my death, and run into't
As to a lover's beds. Come then; and, Eros,
Thy inafter dies thy fcholar; to do thus falling on his sword.
I learn'd of thee. How! not dead? not dead?
The guard !-how!--O, difpach me.

Enter Dercetas, and Guard,
1. Guard. What's the noise ?


But I will be
A bridgroom in my death, and run inco's

As to a lower's bed.] Stowe, describing the execution of Sir Charles Davers, one of the earl of Effex's affociates, says, that “ having put off his gown and doublet in a most cheerful manner, rarber like a bridegroom gban a prisoner oppointed for deatb, he prayed very devoutly." MALONE. This thought has occurred before in Measure for Meajure:

If I must die,
" I will encounter darkness like a bride,

“ And hug it in mine arms." STEEVINS.
4 Tbe guard! how !) I suspect the poet wrote:

The guard, bo 1o, dispatch me!
So, afterwards :

“ What bo! the emperor's guard !".
In the last scene of the third act, he has said,

“ Authority melts from me. Of late, when I cried bo,
“ Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth,

« And cry, your will ?"
The same mistake has happened in ebe Mertbent of Venice. See
Vol. III. p. 96, n. 6. MALONE.


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Ant. I have done my work ill, friends; 0, make an end Of what I have begun.

2. Guard. The itar is fallen.
1. Guard. And time is at his period.
All. Alas, and woe!.
Ant. Let him that loves me, Itrike me dead.
1. Guard. Not I.
2. Guard. Nor I.
3. Guard. Nor any one.

[Exeunt Guard,
Der. Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers fly,
This sword' but sewn to Cæsar, with this tidings,
Shall enter me with him,

Dio. Where's Antony?
Der. There, Diomed, there.
Dio. Lives he? Wilt thou not answer, man?

[Exit DERCETAS, Ant, Art thou therę, Diomed? Draw thy sword, and

give me
Sufficing Itrokes for death,

Dio. Most abfolute lord,
My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee.

Ant. When did she send thee?
Dio. Now, my lord.
Ant. Where is she?
Dio. Lock'd in her monument. She had a prophesying

Of what hath come to pass : for when she saw
(Which never shall be found) you did suspect
She had dispos’d with Cæsar, and that your rage
Would not be purg'd, she fent you word she was dead;
But, fearing since how it might work, hath sent
Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come,
I dread, too late.
Ant. Too late, good Diomed :-Call my guard, I


5. Sbe bad dispos'd wirb Cæsar,] To dispose, in this instance, perhaps Egnities to make ter 7:5, to settle motiers. STEEVENS.


Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard! The guard,

what, ho! Come, your lord calls. ,

Enter some of the Guard. Ant. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra bides; 'Tis the last service that I shall command you.

1. Guard, Woe, woe are we, fir, you may not live to All your true followers out,

All. Mot heavy day!

Ant. Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp fate To grace it with

your sorrows: bid that welcome Which comes to punish us, and we punish it Seeming to bear it lightly. Take me up: I have led you oft; carry me now, good friends, And have my thanks for all. (Exeunt, bearing Antony.


The same, A Monument.
Enter above, CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and Iras.
Cleo. O Charmian, I will never go from hence.
Char. Be comforted, dear madam.

Cleo. No, I will not :
All strange and terrible events are weleome,
But comforts we despise; our fize of sorrow,
Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great

As that which makes it.-How now? is he dead?

Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead.
Look out o' the other side your monument,
His guard have brought him thither.

Enter ANTONY, borne by the Guard.
Cleo. O sun,
Burn the great sphere thou mov'it in !- darkling fand



-darkling--] i. e. without light. So, in the Two angry Women of Abingdon, 1599:

-my mother hath a torch, your wife
6. Goes dorkling up and down." STEEVENS.

The varying shore o'the world?!-O Antony!
Antony, Antony! Help, Charmian, help; Iras, help;
Help, friends below; let's draw him hither.

Ant. Peace :
Not Cæsar's valour hath o'erthrown Antony,
But Antony's hath triumph'd on itself.

Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony
Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis fo!

Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying ; only
I here importune death a while, until
Of many thousand kisses the poor last
I lay upon thy lips.-

Cleo. I dare not, dear,
(Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not,
Left I be taken?: not the imperious thew


? O fun,

Burstbe great spbere bou mou'll in! - darkling fand

Tbe varying fore o' 16' world!~] She defires the fun to barn his own orb, the vehicle of light, and then the earth will be dark. JOHNSON.

The varying fore o' tb world! i. e. of the eartb, where light and darkness make an incessant variation. WARBYRTON.

According to the philosophy which prevailed from the age of Aristotle to that of Shakspeare, and long fince, the sun was a planet, and was whirled round the earth by the motion of a solid sphere in which it was fixed. If the fun therefore was to set fire to the sphere, so as to consume it, the consequence must be, that itself, for want of support, mult drop through, and wander in endless space; and in this case the earth would be involved in endless night. HEATH.

& I bere impórtune dearb-] 1 solicit death to delay; or, treuble death by keeping him in waiting. JOHNSON. 9 I dare noe, dear,

(Dear my lord, pardon, ) I dare not,

Left I be raken:] Antony has just said that he only folicits death to delay his end, till he has given her a farewell kiss. To this the replies that sbe dares mor; and, in our authour's licentious di&ion, the may mean, that se, now above in the monument, does not dare to descend that he may take leave of her. But, from the cefect of the metre in the second line, I think it more probable that a word was omitted by the compositor, and that the poet wrote ;

I dare not, dear,
(Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not defcend,

Left I be taken.
Mr, Theobald amends the passage differently, by adding to the end of
Antony's speech-Come down. His note has been preserved in the late


Of the full-fortun'd Cæsar' ever shall
Be brooch'd with me?; if knife, drugs, serpents, have
Edge, fting, or operations, I am safe :
Your wife O&tavia, with her modeft eyes,
And still conclusion“, sall acquire no honour
Demuring upon me.-But come, come, Antony,
Help me, my women,-we must draw thee up; -
Aflift, good friends.

Ant. o, quick, or I am gone,
Cleo. Here's sport, indeed 5!-How heavy weighs my

lord! editions, but, his emendation not being mentioned, it is perfectly unin. telligible. MALONE. ! Of be full-fortun'd Cæsar-) So, in Orbello:

What a full-fortune doth the thick-lips owe?" Malone. 2 Be brooch'd with me.) Be broocb'd, i.e. adorn'd. A broocb was an ornament formerly worn in the hat. So in Ben Jonson's Poetafter, « Honour's a good broocb to wear in a man's hat at all times." The Rev. Mr. Lambe observes in his notes on the ancient metrical History of Floddon Field, that brooches in the North are buckles set with stones, such as those with which thirt-bosoms and handkerchiefs are clasped.

STLEVENS Broocb is properly a bodkin, or some such inftrument (originally a fpit) and ladies' bodkins being headed with gems, it sometimes itands for an ornamental trinket or jewel in general, in which sense it is perhaps used at present. PERCY.

Our authour in All's well obat ends well speaks of the broocb and the Fest bpick, as at one time constantly worn by those who affected elegance.

MALONE. :- if knife, drugs, serpents, bave

Edge, fting, or operation, ] Here is the same irregular position of the words, that Mr. Warner would avoid or amend in Hamle: and yet Shakspeare seems to have attended to this matter in the very play before ws, AIII. sc. ii. TOLLET. This thought occurs in Pericles Prince of Tyre:

" If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters deep,

“ Unty'd I fill my virgin knot will keepe." STELVENS. 4 - ftill conclufion, ] Sedute determination ; filent coolness of resolution. JOHNSON.

5 Here's sport, indeed!] I suppose the meaning of these ftrange words is, bere's triling, you do not work in earnest. JOHNSON.

Perhaps rather, here's a curious game, the last we shall ever play with Antony! Or perhaps the is thinking of fisking with a line, a dia ve: fion of which we have been already told the was fond. Shakspeare has introduced ludicrous ideas with as much incongruity in other places.



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