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Heart, once be stronger than thy continent.”
From me a while.
lord ? Ant.
Since Cleopatra died, I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods Detest my baseness. I, that with my sword Quarter'd the world, and o'er green Neptune's back With ships made cities, condemn myself, to lack The courage of a woman; less noble mind Than she, which, by her death, our Cæsar tells, I am conqueror of myself. Thou art sworn, Eros, That, when the exigent should come, (which now Is come, indeed,) when I should see behind me The inevitable prosecution of Disgrace and horror, that, on my command, Thou then would'st kill me: do't; the time is come:
thy continent,] i. e. the thing that contains thee.
Seal then, and all is done.) Metaphor taken from civil contracts, where, when all is agreed on, the sealing compleats the contract; so he hath determined to die, and nothing remained but to give the stroke.
Thou strik'st not me, 'tis Cæsar thou defeat'st.
The gods withhold me!
Eros, Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and see Thy master thus with pleach'd arms,“ bending down His corrigible neck,' his face subdued To penetrative shame; whilst the wheel'd seat Of fortunate Cæsar, drawn before him, branded His baseness that ensued ? Eros.
I would not see't. Ant. Come then; for with a wound I must be
cur'd. Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast worn Most useful for thy country. Eros.
O, sir, pardon me. Ant. When I did make thee free, swor'st thou
Eros. Turn from me then that noble countenance,
[Turning from him. Eros. My sword is drawn. Ant.
Then let it do at once The thing why thou hast drawn it. Eros.
My dear master.
- pleach'd arms,] Arms folded in each other. s His corrigible neck,] Corrigible for corrected, and afterwards penetrative for penetrating.
6 His baseness that ensued ?] The poor conquered wretch that followed. Johnson.
7-- the worship of the whole world -] The worship, is the dignity, the authority.
My captain, and my emperor ! let me say,
Ant. 'Tis said, man ;-and farewell.
Now, Eros. Eros. Why, there then :-Falls on his Sword.
Thus do I escape the sorrow Of Antony's death.
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 bed. Come then ; and, Eros, Thy master dies thy scholar; to do thus
[Falling on his Sword. I learn'd of thee. How! not yet dead ? not dead?The guard !-ho!-0, despatch me.
Enter DERCETAS and Guard.
What's the noise ? Ant. I have done my work ill, friends; O, make
Of what I have begun.
The star is fallen.
Alas, and woel
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 shown to Cæsar, with this tidings, Shall enter me with him.
There, Diomed, there. Dio.
Lives he? Wilt thou not answer, man? [Erit DERCETAS. Ant. Art thou there, Diomed? Draw thy sword,
and give me Sufficing strokes for death. Dio.
Most absolute lord,
Ant. When did she send thee?
Where is she? Dio. Lock'd in her monument.
phesying fear 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 sent 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 pr’ythee. Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard! The
guard, what, ho! Come, your lord calls.
She had a pro
Enter some of the Guard.
"Tis the last service that I shall command you.
. She had dispos'd with Cæsar,) To dispose, in this instance, perhaps signifies to make terms, to settle matters.
i Guard. Woe are we, sir, you may not live to
wear All your true followers out. All.
Most heavy day! Ant. Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp
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.
[E.xeunt, bearing ANTONY.
Enter above, CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and IRAS.
No, I will not:
Enter DIOMEDES. As that which makes it.-How now? is he dead?
Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead.
Enter ANTONY, borne by the Guard.
O thou sun,