2 Sold. How now, masters?

[Speak together. Omnes. How now? how now? do you hear this? Sold. Is't not strange?

3 Sold. Do you hear, mafters? do you hear?

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

Omnes. Content; 'tis ftrange,

[Exeunt.

SCENE changes to Cleopatra's Palace,

Enter Antony and Cleopatra, with others.

Ant. Eros, mine armour, 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 armourer of my heart;- falfe, false; this, this; -
Sooth-la, I'll help thus it must 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 doff't for our repofe, fhall hear a storm,

Thou fumbleft, Eros; and my Queen's a Squire
More tight at this than thou; dispatch. O Love!
That thou could'ft fee my wars to day, and knew'ft
The royal occupation; thou should't 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, General!

Ant. 'Tis well blown, Lads.

This morning, like the spirit of a youth

That means to be of note, begins betimes.

So, fo; come, give me that,

this way-well faid. Fare thee well, Dame, what e'er becomes of me, This is a Soldier's Kifs: rebukeable,

And worthy fhameful check it were, to ftand
On more mechanick compliment: I'll leave thee
Now, like a man of fteel. You, that will fight,
Follow me clofe, I'll bring you to't: adieu. [Exeunt.
Char. Please you to retire to your chamber?
Cleo. Lead me:

He goes forth gallantly: That he and Cæfar might
Determine this great war in fingle fight!
Then, Antony, but now, well, on.

SCENE changes to a Camp.

[Exeunt.

Trumpets found. Enter Antony, and Eros; a Soldier meeting them.

Sold. (45) THE Gods make this a happy day to

Antony!

Ant.

(45) Eros. The Gods make This a happy Day to Antony!] 'Tis evident, as Dr. Thirlby likewife conjectur'd, by what Antony immediately replies, that this Line fhould not be placed to Eros, but to the Soldier, who, before the Battle of Actium, advis'd Antony to try his Fate at Land.

Sold.

Ant. Would, thou and those thy scars had once preTo make me fight at land!

Eros. Hadit thou done fo,

[vail'd

The Kings, that have revolted, and the Soldier,
That has this morning left thee, would have ftill
Follow'd thy heels.

Ant. Who's gone this morning?

Eros. Who?

One ever near thee.

Call for Enobarbus,

He shall not hear thee; or from Cæfar's Camp
Say, "I am none of thine.

Ant. What fay'ft thou?

Sold. Sir,

He is with Cafar.

Eros. Sir, his chefts and treasure

He has not with him.

Ant. Is he gone?

Sold. Moft certain.

Ant. Go, Eros, send 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 cause To change a mafter. Oh, my fortunes have Corrupted honeft men! dispatch, my Eros. [Exeunt.

SCENE changes to Cæfar's Camp.

Enter Cæfar, Agrippa, with Enobarbus, and Dolabella.
Caf. O forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight:
Our will is, Antony be took alive;

Make it fo known.

Agr. Cæfar, I fhall.

Caf. The time of univerfal Peace is near;

Prove this a profp'rous day, (46) the three-nook'd world

Shall bear the Olive freely,

Sold. Oh, noble Emperor, do not fight by Sea;

(46)

Truft not to rotten Planks; Do you misdoubt

This Sword, and thefe my Wounds?

the three-nook'd World

Enter

Shall bear the Olive freely.] The Poet makes Cafar speak ac

cording

Enter a Messenger,

Mef. Mark Antony is come into the field.
Caf. Go, charge, Agrippa;

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

[Exeunt.

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

Enter a Soldier of Cæfar's.

Sold. Enobarbus, Antony

Hath after thee fent all thy treasure, with
His bounty over-plus. 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; beft, you see fafe't the bringer
Out of the Hoft: I must attend mine office,
Or would have done't my felf. Your Emperor
Continues ftill a Jove.

Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth,
And feel, I am fo moft. Oh Antony,

[Exit,

Thou Mine of Bounty, how wouldst thou have paid
My better service, when my turpitude

Thou doft fo crown with gold! This bows my heart;
If fwift thought break it not, a fwifter mean

Shall out-ftrike thought; but thought will do't, I feel.

1 fight against thee!

no, I will

go

feek

cording to the Geography of thofe Days Europe, Afia, and Africk making but three Angles of the Globe: and the American Parts not be

ing then discover'd.

Some

Some ditch, where I may die; the foul'ft beft fits My latter part of life. [Exit.

SCENE, before the Walls of Alexandria.

Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter Agrippa.

Agr. R

Etire, we have engag'd our felves too far: Cafar himself has work, and our oppreffion Exceeds what we expected.

[Exit.

Alarum. 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 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.

Scar. We'll beat 'em into bench-holes ; I have

Room for fix fcotches more.

Enter Eros.

yet

Eros. They're beaten, Sir, and our advantage ferves

For a fair victory.

Scar. Let us fcore their backs,

And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind;

Tis fport to maul a runner.

Ant. I will reward thee

Once for thy fprightly 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've beat him to his Camp; (47) run One before,

And let the Queen know of our Gefts; to morrow,

(47)

run One before,

Before

And let the Queen know of our Guefts.] What Guests was the

Queen