Reftores his Heart; when Valour preys on Reason, It eats the Swords it fights with: I will seek Some way to leave him. [Exit. ACT IV. SCENE I. SCENE Cæfar's Camp. Enter Cæfar, Agrippa, and Mecenas with his Army. CHE calls me Boy, and chides as he had power Mec. Cafar muft think, When one fo great begins to rage, he's hunted Caf. Let our beft Heads know, That to Morrow, the laft of Battels We mean to fight. Within our Files there are, And feaft the Army, we have ftore to do't, And they have earn'd the wafte. Poor Antony! [Exeunt. SCENE II. Alexandria. Enter Antony and Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Charmian, Iras, Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius. Ant. Why fhould he not? Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better Fortune, He is twenty Men to one. Ant. To morrow, Soldier, By Sea and Land I'll fight or I will live, Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well. Επο Eno. I'll ftrike, and cry, take all. Ant. Well faid, come on: Call forth my Houshold Servants, let's to Night Enter Servants. Be bounteous at our Meal. Give me thy hand, And thou, and thou, and thou: you have ferv'd me well, Cleo. What means this? Eno. 'Tis one of thofe odd tricks which forrow fhoots Out of the Mind. Ant. And thou art honeft too: I wish I could be made fo many Men, Omnes. The Gods forbid ! Ant. Well, my good Fellows, wait on me to Night; Scant not my Cups, and make as much of me As when mine Empire was your Fellow too,. And fuffered my command. Cleo. What does he mean ? May be it is the period of your duty, Married to your good Service, ftay till Death: Eno. What mean you, Sir, To give them this difcomfort? Look, you weep, Transform us not to Women. Ant. Ho, ho, ho: Now the Witch take me, if I meant it thus, Grace grow where thofe drops fall, my hearty Friends, For For I fpak to you for your comfort, did defire you Than Death, and Honour. Let's to Supper, come, Enter a Company of Soldiers. [Exeunt. Sold. Brother, good Night: to morrow is the day. 2 Sold. It will determine one way: Fare you well. Heard you of nothing ftrange about the Streets. 1 Sold. Nothing: what News? 2 Sold. Belike 'tis but a Rumour, good Night to you. 1 Sold. Well, Sir, good Night. [They meet with other Soldiers, 2 Sold. Soldiers, have careful Watch. 1 Sold. And you: Good Night, good Night. [They place themselves in every corner of the Stage. 2 Sold. Here we; and if to morrow Our Navy thrive, I have an abfolute hope Our Landmen will stand up. I Sold. 'Tis a brave Army, and full of purpose. [Mufick of the Hoboyes is under the Stage, 2 Sold. Peace, what noife? I Sold. Lift, lift! 2 Sold. Hark! I Sold. Mufick i'th' Air. 3 Sold. Under the Earth. It fings well, do's it not? 2 Sold. No. 1 Sold. Peace I fay: what fhould this mean? 2 Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, who loved Antony, Now leaves him. 1 Sold. Walk, let's fee if other Watchmen Do hear what we do? 2 Sold. How now, Mafters ? [Speak together. Omnes. How now ? how now? do you hear this? 1 Sold. Is't not strange? 3 Sold. Do you hear, Mafters? Do you hear? i Sold. Follow the noife fo far as we have quarter, Let's fee how it will give off. Omnes. Content: 'tis ftrange. E [Exeunt. Enter Enter Antony and Cleopatra, with others. Ant. Eros, mine Armor, Eros. Cleo. Sleep a little. Ant. No, my Chuck: Eros, come, mine Armour, Eros Come, my good Fellow, put thine Iron on, Cleo. Nay, I'll help too, Antony. What's this for? Ah, let be, let be, thou art Ant. Well, well, we fhall thrive now. Seeft thou, my good Fellow. Go put on thy defences. Cleo. Is not this buckled well? Ant. Rarely, rarely: He that unbuckles this, 'till we do pleafe To doft for our repose, shall hear a Storm. Thou fumbleft Erros, and my Queen's a Squire More tight at this; Dispatch. O Love, That thou couldst fee my Wars to day, and knew’st A Workman in't. Enter an Armed Soldier. Good morrow to thee, welcome, Thou look'ft like him that knows a warlike charge: And go to't with delight. Sold. A thoufand, Sir, Early though't be, have on their Rivetted trim, And at the Port expect you. [Shout. Trumpets flourish. Enter Captains and Soldiers. Cap. The Morn is fair; good morrow General. All. Good morrow, General. Ant. 'Tis well blown, Lad. This morning like the Spirit of a youth That means to be of note, begins betimes. So, fo; Come give me that, what e'er becomes of me, And And worthy fhameful check it were, to ftand He goes forth gallantly: that he and Cafar might Then Antony-but now-Well on. Trumpets found. Enter Antony, and Eros. Eros. The gods make this a happy day to Antony. [Exeunt. [Excunt. Ant. Would thou, and thofe thy Scars had once prevail'd To make me fight at Land. Eros. Hadft thou done fo, The Kings that have revolted, and the Soldier That has this morning left thee, would have ftill Followed thy heels. Ant. Who's gone this morning? Eros. Who? one ever near thee. Call for Enobarbus, He shall not hear thee, or from Cafar's Camp Say, I am none of thine. Ant. What fay'ft thou? Sold. Sir, he is with Cafar. Eros. Sir, his Chefts and Treasure he has not with him. Ant. Is he gone? Sold. Moft certain. Ant. Go, Eros, fend his Treasure after, do it, SCENE III. Cæfar's Camp, [Exit, Enter Cæfar, Agrippa, with Enobarbus, and Dolabella, Cef. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight: Our will is Antony be took alive; Make it fo known, Agr. Cafar, I fhall, E 4 |