The royal occupation! thou shouldst see

Enter an Officer armed.

A workman in't.-Good-morrow to thee; welcome :
Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge:
To business that we love, we rise betime,

And go to it with delight.

1 Off. A thousand, sir,

Early though it be, have on their riveted trim,

And at the port expect you.

[Shout. Trumpets. Flourish.

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

[Kisses her.

That means to be of note, begins betimes.-
So, so; Come, give me that: this way; well said.
Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me ;
This is a soldier's kiss; rebukable,
And worthy shameful check it were, to stand
On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee
Now, like a man of steel.-You, that will fight,
Follow me close; I'll bring you to't.-Adieu.

[Exeunt ANT. EROS, Officers and Soldiers. Char. Please you, retire to your chamber? Cleo. Lead me.

He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might
Determine this great war in single fight!

Then, Antony,But now, Well, on.

--

SCENE V.

[Exeunt.

ANTONY'S Camp near Alexandria. Trumpets sound. Enter
ANTONY and EROS; a Soldier meeting them.

Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony!
Ant. 'Would, thou and those thy scars had once pre-

vail'd

To make me fight at land!

Sold. Hadst thou done so,

The kings that have revolted, and the soldier

That has this morning left thee, would have still

One ever near thee: Call for Enobarbus,

He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp
Say, I am none of thine.

Ant. What say'st thou ?

Sold. Sir,

He is with Cæsar.

Eros. Sir, his chests and treasure

He has not with him.

Ant. Is he gone?

Sold. Most certain.

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.

SCENE VI.

[Exeunt,

CESAR'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;

Make it so known.

Agr. Cæsar, I shall.

Caes. The time of universal peace is near :

[Exit.

Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd world
Shall bear the olive freely."

Mes. Antony

Enter a Messenger.

Is come into the field.

Cas. Go, charge Agrippa

Plant those that have revolted in the van,

That Antony may seem to spend his fury

Upon himself.

[Exeunt CESAR and his train.

Eno. Alexas did revolt; and went to Jewry, On affairs of Antony; there did persuade Great Herod to incline himself to Cæsar,

i. e. shall spring up every where spontaneously and without culture. WARB. To bear does not mean to produce, but to carry; and the meaning is, that the world shall then enjoy the blessings of peace, of which olive branches were the emblem. The success of Augustus could not so change the nature of things, as to make the olive-tree grow without culture in all climates, but it shut the gates of the temple of Janus. M. MASON. VOL. VIII.

G 2

And leave his master Antony: for this pains,
Cæsar hath hang'd him. Canidius, and the rest
That fell away, have entertainment, but
No honourable trust. I have done ill;
Of which I do accuse myself so sorely,

That I will joy no more.

Enter a Soldier of CESAR.

Sold. Enobarbus, Antony

Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with
His bounty overplus: The messenger
Came on my guard; and at thy tent is now,
Unloading of his mules.

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.

Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth,

And feel I am so most. O Antony,

Thou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid
My better service, when my turpitude

[Exit.

Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my heart :"

If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean

Shall out-strike thought; but thought will do't, I feel.

I fight against thee!-No: I will go seek

Some ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits
My latter part of life.

SCENE VII.

[Exit.

Drums and

Field of Battle between the Camps. Alarum.
Trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA, and others.
Agr. Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far:
Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression'
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 home

[8] This generosity, (says Enobarbus,) swells my heart, so that it will quickly break, if thought break it not, a swifter mean---.

JOHNSON.

To blow means to puff or swell. STEEVENS.

[9] Thought, in this passage, as in many others, signifies melancholy. MALONE. [1] Oppression for opposition.

WARBURTON.

With clouts about their heads.

Ant. Thou bleed'st apace.

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. I will reward thee

Once for thy spritely comfort, and ten-fold

For thy good valour, Come thee on.

Scar. I'll halt after.

SCENE VIII.

[Exeunt.

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, Before the sun shall see us, we'll spill the blood That has to-day escap'd. I thank you all; For doughty-handed are you; and have fought Not as you serv'd the cause, but as it had been Each man's like mine; you have shown all Hectors. Enter the city, clip your wives,' your friends, Tell them your feats; whilst they with joyful tears Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss The honour'd gashes whole.-Give me thy hand; [TO SCARUS.

Enter CLEOPATRA attended,

To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts,*

Make her thanks bless thee. O thou day o'the world, Chain mine arm'd neck; leap thou, attire and all,

[2] Antony, after his success, intends to bring his officers to sup with Cleopatra

and orders notice to be given of their guests.

[3] To clip is to embrace. STEEVENS.

JOHNSON.

14 Mr. Upton has well observed, fairy, which Dr. Warburton and sir T. Hanmer explain by Inchantress, comprises the idea of power and beauty.

JOHNSON.

Through proof of harness' to my heart, and there
Ride on the pants triumphing.

Cleo. Lord of lords!

O infinite virtue! com'st thou smiling from

The world's great snare uncaught?

Ant. My nightingale,

We have beat them to their beds. What, girl? though

grey

Do something mingle with our brown; yet have we
A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can

Get goal for goal of youth." Behold this man;
Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand ;-
Kiss it, my warrior :-He hath fought to-day,
As if a god, in hate of mankind, had ·
Destroy'd in such a shape.

Cleo. I'll give thee, friend,

An armour all of gold; it was a king's.

Ant. He has deserv'd it, were it carbuncled

Like holy Phœbus' car.-Give me thy hand;

Through Alexandria make a jolly march;

Bear our hack'd targets like the men that owe them:
Had our great palace the capacity

To camp this host, we would all sup together;
And drink carouses to the next day's fate,
Which promises royal peril.-Trumpeters,
With brazen din blast you the city's ear;
Make mingle with our rattling tabourines ;

That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together,
Applauding our approach.

SCENE IX.

[Exeunt.

CESAR'S Camp. 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 morn.

2 Sold. This last day was

A shrewd one to us.

[5] That is, armour of proof. Harnois, Fr. Arnese, Ital. STEEVENS. [6] That is, the war. So in the 116th Psalm: "The snares of death compassed

me round about."

STEEVENS.

[7] At all plays of barriers, the boundary is called a goal: to win a goal, is to be superior in a contest of activity. JOHNSON.

[8] Bear our hack'd targets with spirit and exultation, such as becomes the brave warriors that own them! JOHNSON.