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.
Cæfar reading a Letter.

CHE calls me Boy, and chides as he had power
To beat me out of Egypt. My Meffenger
He hath whipt with Rods, dares me to Perfonal Combat,
Cefar to Antony. Let the old Ruffian know,
I have many other ways to die: mean time
Laugh at this Challenge.

Mec. Cafar muft think,

When one fo great begins to rage, he's hunted
Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now
Make boot of his diftraction: Never anger
Made good guard for it felf.

Caf. Let our beft Heads know,

That to Morrow, the laft of Battels

We mean to fight. Within our Files there are,
Of thofe that ferv'd Mark Antony but late,
Enough to fetch him in. See it done,

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,
Alexas, with others.

Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius.
Eno. No?

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,
Or bathe my dying Honour in the Blood,

Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well.
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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,
Thou hast been rightly honeft, so haft thou,

And thou, and thou, and thou: you have ferv'd me well,
And Kings have been your Fellows.

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,
And all of you clapt up together, in
An Antony that I might do you Service,
So good as you have done.

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 ?
Eno. To make his followers weep.
Ant. Tend me to Night

May be it is the period of your duty,
Haply you shall not fee me more, or if,
A mangled fhadow. Perchance to morrow,
You'll ferve another Mafter. I look on you,
As one that takes his leave. Mine honeft Friends,
I turn you not away, but like a Master

Married to your good Service, ftay till Death:
Tend me to Night two Hours, I ask no more,
And the Gods yield you for't.

Eno. What mean you, Sir,

To give them this difcomfort? Look, you weep,
And I, an Afs, am Onion-ey'd ; for fhame,

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,
You take me in too dolorous a fenfe;

For

For I fpak to you for your comfort, did defire you
To burn this Night with Torches : know, my Hearts,
I hope well of to morrow, and will lead you,
Where rather I'll expect victorious Life,

Than Death, and Honour. Let's to Supper, come,
And drown confideration.

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.

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[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
Enter Eros.

Come, my good Fellow, put thine Iron on,
If Fortune be not ours to day, it is
Because we brave her. Come.

Cleo. Nay, I'll help too, Antony.

What's this for? Ah, let be, let be, thou art
The Armorer of my Heart; False, false; This, this,
Sooth-law I'll help: Thus it muft be.

Ant. Well, well, we fhall thrive now.

Seeft thou, my good Fellow. Go put on thy defences.
Eno. Briefly, Sir.

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
The Royal Occupation, thou fhouldit fee

A Workman in't.

Enter an Armed Soldier.

Good morrow to thee, welcome,

Thou look'ft like him that knows a warlike charge:
To bufinefs that we love, we rife betime,

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,
Fare thee well, Dame, what e'er becomes of me,
This is a Soldier's kifs: rebukeable,

And

And worthy fhameful check it were, to ftand
On more Mechanick Compliment, I'll leave thee,
Now, like a Man of Steel. You that will fight,
Follow me clofe, I'll bring you to't: Adieu.
Char. Please you retire to your Chamber?
Cleo. Lead me:

He goes forth gallantly: that he and Cafar might
Determine this great War in fingle fight;

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,
Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him,
I will fubfcribe, gentle adieus, and greetings;
Say, that I wish he never find more caufe
To change a Masters Oh my Fortunes have
Corrupted honeft Men. Dispatch, Eros.

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,

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