Enter other Officers, and Soldiers. 2 Off. 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.- [Kisses her. [Exeunt ANTONY, EROS, Officers, and Soldiers. Char. Please you, retire to your chamber? Lead me. Cleo. He goes forth gallantly. forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might Determine this great war in single fight! Then, Antony,-But now,-Well, on. [Exeunt. SCENE V. Antony's Camp near Alexandria. Trumpets sound. Enter ANTONY and EROS; a Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony! To make me fight at land! Sold. Had'st thou done so, The kings that have revolted, and the soldier That has this morning left thee, would have still Follow'd thy heels. Ant. Sold. Who's gone this morning? One ever near thee: Call for Enobarbus, Say, I am none of thine. What say'st thou? Who? Ant. Sold. He is with Cæsar. Eros. Sir, Sir, his chests and treasure Is he gone? Most certain. He has not with him. Ant. Sold. Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him (I will subscribe) gentle adieus, and greetings: Say, that I wish he never find more cause To change a master.-O, my fortunes have Corrupted honest men:-Eros, despatch, [Exeunt. SCENE VI. Cæsar's Camp before Alexandria. Flourish. Enter CESAR, with AGRIPPA, ENOBARBUS, and Others. Cas. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight: Our will is, Antony be took alive;' 7 Our will is, Antony be took alive ;] It is observable with what judgment Shakspeare draws the character of Octavius. Antony was his hero; so the other was not to shine: yet being an historical character, there was a necessity to draw him like. But the ancient historians, his flatterers, had delivered him down so fair, that he seems ready cut and dried for a hero. Amidst these difficulties Shakspeare has extricated himself with great address. He has admitted all those great strokes of his character as he found them, and yet has made him a very unamiable character, deceitful, meanspirited, narrow-minded, proud, and revengeful. WARBURTON, f Make it so known. Agr. Cæsar, I shall. [Exit AGRIPPA. Caes. The time of universal peace is near: Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd world Shall bear the olive freely. Go, charge Agrippa Is come into the field. Cæs. Plant those that have revolted in the van, Exeunt CESAR and his Train. Sold. Enter a Soldier of Cæsar's. Enobarbus, Antony -Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with Eno. I give it you. Sold. Mock me not, Enobarbus. I tell you true: Best that you. saf'd the bringer Out of the host; I must attend mine office, Or would have done't myself. Your emperor Continues still a Jove. [Exit Soldier. Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth, And feel I am so most.8 O Antony, Thou mine of bounty, how would'st thou have paid Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my heart:9 Some ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits [Exit. SCENE VII. Field of Battle between the Camps. Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA, and Others. Agr. Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far: Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression2 Exceeds what we expected. [Exeunt. Alarum. Enter ANTONY and SCARUS, wounded. Scar. O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed! Had we done so at first, we had driven them homeWith clouts about their heads. Ant. Thou bleed'st арасе. 8 And feel I am so most.] i. e. I am pre-eminently the first, the greatest villain of the earth. To stand alone, is still used in that sense, where any one towers above his competitors. And feel I am so most, must signify, I feel or know it myself, more than any other person can or does feel it. REED. 9 This blows my heart:] This generosity, (says Enobarbus,) swells my heart, so that it will quickly break, if thought break it not, a swifter mean. 1 but thought will do't, I feel.] Thought, in this passage, as in many others, signifies melancholy. 2 and our oppression- i. e. the force by which we are oppressed or overpowered. 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 yet Room for six scotches more. Enter EROS. Eros. They are beaten, sir; and our advantage serves For a fair victory. Scar. Let us score their backs, And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind; 'Tis sport to maul a runner. Ant. Scar, I will reward thee I'll halt after. [Exeunt. SCENE VIII. Under the Walls of Alexandria. Alarum. Enter ANTONY, marching; SCARUS, and Forces. Ant. We have beat him to his camp; Run one before, And let the queen know of our guests.-To-morrow, clip your wires,] To clip is to embrace, |