Heart, once be stronger than thy continent.2 I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and Itself with strength: Seal then, and all is done.3- And all the haunt be ours.-Come, Eros, Eros! Since Cleopatra died, I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods Than she, which, by her death, our Cæsar tells, Disgrace and horror, that, on my command, 2 thy continent,] i. e. the thing that contains thee. 3 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. Eros. The gods withhold me! Eros, Ant. 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 not then To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once; But accidents unpurpos'd. Draw, and come. Eros. Turn from me then that noble countenance, Wherein the worship of the whole world' lies. Ant. Lo thee. Eros. My sword is drawn. Ant. [Turning from him. The thing why thou hast drawn it. Eros. Then let it do at once My dear master. -pleach'd arms,] Arms folded in each other. 5 His corrigible neck,] Corrigible for corrected, and afterwards penetrative for penetrating. 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, Eros. Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now? Of Antony's death. Ant. [Dies. Thrice nobler than myself! I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and Eros A bridegroom in my death, and run into't [Falling on his Sword. I learn'd of thee. How! not yet dead? not dead?— The guard!-ho!-O, despatch me. 1 Guard. Enter DERCETAS and Guard. What's the noise? Ant. I have done my work ill, friends; O, make an end Of what I have begun. 2 Guard. 1 Guard. And time is at his period. All. Ant. Let him that loves me, strike me dead. 1 Guard. 2 Guard. Nor I. 3 Guard. Nor any one. The star is fallen. Alas, and woe! Not I. [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. Wilt thou not answer, man? [Exit DERCETAS. Ant. Art thou there, Diomed? Draw thy sword, phesying fear 8 Of what hath come to pass: for when she saw Ant. Too late, good Diomed:-Call my guard, 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. She had dispos'd with Cæsar,] To dispose, in this instance, perhaps signifies to make terms, to settle matters. 1 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 fate To grace it with your sorrows: bid that welcome I have led you oft; carry me now, good friends, [Exeunt, bearing ANTONY. SCENE XIII. 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 welcome, But comforts we despise; our size of sorrow, Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great Enter DIOMedes. As that which makes it.-How now? is he dead? Cleo. Enter ANTONY, borne by the Guard. O thou sun, |