Char. O, nothing, madam. Cle. The man hath seen some majesty, and should know. Char. Hath he seen majesty? Isis else defend, And serving you so long! Cle. I have one thing more to ask him yet, good Charmion; But, 'tis no matter; thou shalt bring him to me Enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS. Cle. O, this I prophesied ! [Rushes forward to meet ANTONY. My love! my lord! So quick to follow thus my messenger Cle. Is this a meeting? Then, meet we but to part? Ant. We must ;-for ever. Cle. We make those fates ourselves. [Coldly. Ant. Yes, we have made 'em; we have loved each other Into our mutual ruin. eyes; Cle. The gods have seen my joys with envious To late posterity; and therefore hear me. With any truth, reproach me freely with it; Cle. You command me, And I am dumb. Eno. I like this well. He shows authority. Ant. That I derive From you alone my ruin Cle. O, Heavens! I ruin you! Ant. You promised me your silence, and you break it, Ere I have scarce begun. Cle. Well, I obey you. Ant. When I beheld you first, it was in Egypt, Ere Cæsar saw your eyes: You gave me love, And were too young to know it; that I settled Your father on his throne, was for your sake ; I left th' acknowledgment for time to ripen: Cæsar stept in, and with a greedy hand Pluck'd the green fruit, ere the first blush of red, Yet cleaving to the bough. He was my lord, And was, beside, too great for me to rival. When, after, I beheld you in Cilicia, An enemy to Rome, I pardon'd Cle. I clear'd myself." you. Ant. Again you break your promise. I loved you still, and took your weak excuses; Eno. 'Tis all too true. Ant. Fulvia, my wife, grew jealous, As she, indeed, had reason; raised a war To call me back. While in your arms I lay, The world fell mould'ring from my hands each hour, And left me scarce a grasp. Cle. Yet may I speak? Ant. If I have urged a falsehood, yes; else not. Your silence says, I have not. Fulvia died; (Pardon, ye gods! with my unkindness died,) To set the world at peace, I took Octavia, This Cæsar's sister; in her pride of youth, Whom, blushing, I must praise, for I have left her. Now speak-you have free leave. Eno. Now lay a sigh i' th' way, to stop his Prepare a tear, and bid it for his legions; 'Tis like they shall be sold. Cle. How shall I plead my cause, when judge, Already have condemn'd me? Shall I bring The love you bore me for my advocate ? passage; you, my That, now, is turn'd against me; that destroys me; Ant. O, you wrong me, To think I sought this parting, or desired Now judge my love by this. Could I have borne [Giving ANTONY a writing A life or death, a happiness or woe, From yours divided, this had given me means. I know it well. See, Enobarbus! here he offers Egypt, So, in requital, she forsake my fortunes, Cle. And yet you leave me! You leave me, Antony, and yet I love you, For I would part with life, with any thing, Ant. Next living with you, 'Tis all that Heaven can give. Char. [Aside.] He melts! we conquer ! Cle. No, you shall go. Your int'rest calls you hence; Yes, your dear int'rest pulls too strong for these Weak arms to hold you here. [Takes his hand. Go; leave me, soldier, (For you're no more a lover,) leave me dying; Octavia chides, and straight your brow clears up, Ant. Dead! rather let me perish : My life, my soul, my all! Eno. And what's this toy, [Embraces her. In balance with your fortune, honour, fame!. This rattle of a globe, to play withal, This gew-gaw world, and put him cheaply off; Cle. She's wholly yours. My heart's so full of joy That I shall do some wild extravagance, [March. Exeunt ANTONY and CLEOPATRA. [Exit. Enter CESAR, MÆCENAS and AGRIPPA. Cæs. Contemning Rome, he did all this, and more. In Alexandria-here's [Shewing papers.] the manner of it, I' the market-place, on a tribunal silver'd, Unto her |