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Cleo. By sea, what else ?
Can, Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharfalia,
Æno. Your ships are not well mann'd,
Ant. By fea, by sea.
Æno. Most worthy Sir, you therein throw away
Ant. l'll fight at sea.
Ant. Our overplus of shipping will we burn,
Enter a Messenger. Thy business?
Mes. The news is true, my Lord, he is descried,
Ant. Can he be there in perfon? 'tis imposible :
Enter a Soldier.
Sol. Oh noble Emperor, do not fight by sea,
Ant. Well, well, away. (Exeunt Ant. Cico. and Ænob.
Can. Soldier, thou art : but his whole action grows
Sold. You keep by land
Can. Marcus Oktavius, Marcus Juffeus,
Sold. While yet in Rome,
Can. With news the time's in labour, and throws forth, Each minute, some.
Cæs. Strike not by land. Keep whole, provoke not battle
[Exeuns, Enter Antony ard Ænobarbus. Ant. Set we our Squadrons on yond lide o'th' hill, In eye of Cæsar's battle ; from which place We may the number of the ships behold, And so proceed accordingly.
SCENE Vil. Canidius marching with his land Army one way cver the stage, and Taurus tbe Lieutenant of Cæsar tbe other way: after their going in, is heard the noise of a Sea-figbt. Alarum. Enter Ænobarbus.
Æno. Naught, naught, all naught, I can behold no longer; * Th’ Antonias th’Egyptian admiral, With all their fixty, flies and turns the rudder : To see't, mine eyes are blasted.
Enter Scarus. Scar. Gods, and Goddesses, all the whole synod of them! Æno. What's thy passion?
Scar. The greater cantle of the world is loft With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away Kingdoms and provinces.
Æno. How appears the fight?
Scar. On our fide like the token'd pestilence,
Æno. That I beheld :
Scar. She once being looft,
* Th' An.onias, &c, (which Plutarch says was the name of Cle parru'. lhip )
Oh he has given example for our flight,
Æno. Ay, are you thereabouts ? why then good-night
Can. Toward Peloponnesus are they fled.
Scar. 'Tis easie to't. And there I will attend
Can. To Cæfar will I render
Æno. I'll yet follow
[Exeunt severally. SCENE. VIII. Enter Antony, with Eros and other Attendants. Ant. Hark, the land bids me tread no more upon't, It is asham'd to bear me. Friends, come hither, I am so lated in the world, that I Have lost my way for ever. I've a ship Laden with gold, take that, divide it ; fly, And make your peace with Cæfar,
Omnes. Fly! not we.
Ant. I've fled my self, and have instructed cowards To run, and shew their shoulders. Friends, be gone. I have my self resolv'd upon a course, Which has no need of you. Be gone, My treasure's in the harbour. Take it oh, I follow'd that I blush to look upon ; My very hairs do mutiny, for the white Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them For fear and doating. Friends, be gone ; you shall Have letters from me to some friends, that will Sweep your way for you. Pray you look not fad, Nor make replies of lothness ; take the hint Which my despair proclaims. Let them be left Which leave themselves. To the sea-side straight-way : I will possess you of that ship and treasure. Leave me, I pray, a little ; pray you now Nay, do lo; for indeed I've lost command, Therefore, I pray you I'll see you by and by. [Sits down:
Enter Cleopatra, led by Charmian and Iras, to Antony, Eros. Nay, gentle Madam, to him, comfort him. Iras. Do, most dear Queen.
Cleo. Do ? why, what else ? let me
Ant. No, no, no, no, no.
Ant. Yes, yes ; he at Philippi kept
Cleo. Ah stand by.
Iras. Go to him, Madam, speak to him,
Cleo. Well then, sustain me : oh!
Eros. Molt noble Sir, arise, the Queen approaches; Her head's declin'd, and death will seize her, but Your comfort makes the rescue.
Ant. I have offended reputation ; A most unnoble swerving
Eros. Sir, the Queen.
Ant. O whither haft thou led me, Ægypt? see
Cleo. Oh, my Lord ; my Lord;
Ant. Ægypt, thou knew'it too well,