Had our great palace the capacity

To camp this host, we all would sup together;s And drink carouses to the next day's fate, Trumpeters, Which promises royal peril.

A

With brazen din blast you the city's ear
Make mingle with our rattling tabourines;
That heaven and earth may strike their sounds to→

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Sentinels on their post. Enter ENOBARBUS. 1. Sold. If we be not reliev'd within this hour, We must return to the court of guard: The night Is shiny; and, they say,we shall embattle By the second hour i' the mom

2. Sold. This last day was

A shrewd one to us.

Enos O bear me witness, night je

3. Sold. What man is this??ers to sinon ad T 2. Sold. Stand close, and list to him. hut al Eno. Be witness to me thou blessed moon When men revolted shall upon records all Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did Before thy face repent.

1. Sold. Enobarbus! 17102

3. Sold. Peace; of on ན་ ༣་མག་རྟེན Hark further.

Eno. O sovereign mistress of true melancholy, The poisonous damp of night dispunge upon me; That life, a very rebel to my will,

May hang no longer on me: Throw my heart 67

Against the flint and hardness of my fault; Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder,

And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony,
Nobler than my revolt is infamous,
Forgive me in thine own particular;
But let the world rank me in register
A master-leaver, and a fugitive:
O Antony! O Antony!

2. Sold. Let's speak

To him.

1. Sold. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks

May concern Caesar.

3. Sold. Let's do so. But he sleeps.

as his

1. Sold. Swoons rather; for so had a prayer as Was never yet for sleeping.

02 Sold. Go we to him...

3. Sold. Awake, awake, Sir; speak to us. 2. Sold. Hear you

Sir

1. Sold. The hand of death hath raught him. Hark, the drums [Drums afar off Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him To the court of guard, he istof note our hour Is fully out. beit bug

5o8old. Come on then of zenuw ad .ond

He may recover yetoqo [Exeunt with the bolly. \kib “udiedɔnd zooq

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marching

9m noqu spłuhaih dan Apr 5 206dodog od P Ant. Their preparation is to-day by sea; ser We please them not by land rehoľno quod velő

Scar. For both, my Lord.

Ant. I would, they'd fight i' the fire, or in the air;

We'd fight there too. But this it is; Our foot
Upon the hills adjoining to the city,

Shall stay with us: order for sea is given;
They have put forth the haven: Further on,
Where their appointment we may best discover,'
And look on their endeavour.

[Exeunt:

Enter CAESAR, and his forces marching.

Caes. But being charg'd, we will be still by land, Which, as I take't, we shall; for his best force. Is forth to mau bis gallies. To the vales,

And hold our best advantage.

Re-enter ANTONY and SCARUS.

[Exeunt

Ant. Yet they're not join'd: Where yonder pine

does stand,

I shall discover all: I'll bring thee word
Straight, how 'tis like to go.

Scar. Swallows have built

In Cleopatra's sails their nests: the augurers®

Say, they knew not,

[Exit.

they cannot tell;
grimly,

look

And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony
Is valiant, and dejected; and, by starts,

His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear,
Of what he has, and has not.

Alarum afar off, as at a sea-fight.
Re-enter ANTONY.

Ant. All is lost;

This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me:

My fleet hath yielded to the foe; and yonder
They cast their caps up, and carouse together
Like friends long lost. Triple-turn'd whore !
'tis thou

Hast sold me to this novice; and my heart
Makes only wars on thee. Bid them all fly;
For when I am reveng'd upon my charin,
I have done all: Bid them all fly, be gone.
(Exit SCARUS.

O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more:
Fortune and Antony part here; even here
Do we shake hands. All come to this?
hearts

The

That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave
Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets
On blossoming Caesar; and this pine is bark'd,
That overtopp d them all. Betray'd i am:
O this false soul of Egypt! this grave charm,
Whose eye beck'd forth iny wars, and call'd them
home;

Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end,
Like a right gipsy, hath, at fast and loose,
Beguil'd me to the very heart of loss.
What, Eros, Eros!

Enter CLEOPATRA.

Ah, thou spell! Avaunt.

Cleo. Why is my Lord enrag'd against his love? Ant. Vanish; or I shall give thee thy deserving, And blemish Caesar's triumph. Let him take thee, And hoist thee up to the shouting Plebeians: Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot Of all thy sex; most monster-like, be shown For poor'st diminutives, to dofts; and let Patient Octavia plough thy visage up

With her prepared nails. [Exit CLEO.] 'Tis well thou'rt gone,

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Eros, ho!

If it be well to live: But better 'twere
Thou fell'st into my fury, for one death
Might have, prevented many.
The shirt of Nessus is upon me: Teach me,
Alcides, thon mine ancestor, thy rage:
Let me lodge Lichas on the horas o' the moon;
And with those hands, that grasp'd the heaviest
club

Subdue my worthiest self. The witch shall die;
To the Roman boy she hath sold me, and I fall
Under this plot: she dies lor'

SCENE XI.

Eros, ho!

[Exit.

Cleo. Helpme, my women! O, he is more mad Than Telamon for his shiahd; the boar of Thessaly Was never so emboss'd.

Char. To the monument;

There lock yourself, and send him word you are 10 dead.

The soul and body rive not more in parting,londe Than greatness going off.

Cleo. To the monument:

Mardian, go tell him I have slain myself;
Say, that the last I spoke, was Antony,
And word it, pr'ythee, piteously: Hence,
Mardian; and bring me how he takes my
To the monument."

death.

[Exeunt.

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