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That life, a very rebel to my will,
May hang no longer on me : Throw my heart
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!

[Dies. 2 Sold.

Let's speak To him.

1 Sold. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks May concern Cæsar. 3 Sold.

Let's do so. But he sleeps. 1 Sold. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his Was never yet for sleeping. 2 Sold.

Go we to him. 3 Sold. Awake, awake, sir; speak to us. 2 Sold.

Hear you, sir? 1 Sold. The band of death hath raught* him.

Hark, the drums (Drums afar off. Demurelyt wake the sleepers. Let us bear him To the court of guard; he is of note : our hour Is fully out.

3 Sold. Come on then; He may recover yet.

[Exeunt with the body.

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SCENE X.

Between the two camps.

Enter Antony and Scarus, with forces, marching.

Ant. Their preparation is to day by sea;
We please them not by land.
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 Cæsar, and his forces, marching. Cæs. Butt being charg'd, we will be still by land, Which, as I take't, we shall; for his best force Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales, And hold our best advantage.

[Ereunt.

Re-enter Antony and Scarus. 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.

(Erit. Scar.

Swallows have built In Cleopatra's sails their nest : the augurers Say, they know not,—they cannot tell; look grimly, And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony

* Discover their vumbers, and see their motions. + Without.

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
Hath sold me to this novice; and my heart
Makes only wars on thee.- Bid them all Ay;
For when I am reveng'd upon my charm,
I have done all :-Bid them all fly, begone.

(Erit 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?-The hearts
That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave
Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets
On blossoming Cæsar; and this pine is bark'd
That overtopp'd them all. Betray'd I am :
O this false soul of Egypt; this grave charmt,-
Whose eye beck'd | forth my wars, and call'd them

home;
Whose bosom was my crownety, my chief end,
Like a right gipsy, hath, at fast and loosel),
Beguil'd me to the very heart of loss.-
What, Eros, Eros!

* Cleopatra first belonged to Julius Cæsar, then to Antony, and now, as Antony supposes, to Augustus.

+ Deadly piece of witchcraft. I Was the motion for.

Finish. ll A cheating game, at present named pricking at the belt.

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 Cæsar'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 dolts*; and let Patient Octavia plough thy visage up With her prepared nails. [Exit Cleo.] 'Tis well thou'rt

gone, If it be well to live: But better 'twere Thou fell'st into my fury, for one death Might have prevented many.-Eros, ho!The shirt of Nessus is upon me: Teach me, Alcides t, thou mine ancestor, thy rage: Let me lodge Lichas I on the horns 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 fort.--Eros, ho!

(Erit.

. For the smallest piece of money, to clowns.
+ Hercules.

The boy that brought the poisoned shirt to Her. cules.

SCENE XI.

Alexandria. A room in the palace.

Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Mardian.

Cleo. Help me, my women! O, he is more mad Than Telamon* for his shield; the boar of Thessaly Was never so emboss'dt. Char.

To the monument; There lock yourself, and send him word you are dead. The soul and body rivet not more in parting, 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 death.To the monument.

[Exeunt.

SCENE XII.

The same. Another room.

Enter Antony and Eros. Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me? Eros.

Ay, noble lord. Ant. Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish; A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue proniontory

* Ajax Telamon for the shield of Achilles.
+ Foaming at the mouth.

Split.

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