Can. With news the time's in labour, and throws

Gaf. Strike not by land.

Keep whole, provoke not

Do not exceed [battle,

[Exeunt.

Till we have done at fea.

The prefcript of this fcrowl: our fortune lies

Upon this jump.

Enter Antony and Enobarbus.

Ant Set we our fquadrons on yord fide o' th' hill, In eye of Cæfar's battle; from which place

We may the number of the fhips behold,
And fo proceed accordingly.

[Exeunt.

Canidius, marching with his land army one way over the ftage; and Taurus, the Lieutenant of Cæfar, the other way: after their going in, is heard the noife of a fea fight. Alarum, Enter Enobarbus.

[longer;

Eno. Naught, naught, all naught, I can behold no Th' Antonias, the Egyptian Admiral, With all their fixty, fly, and turn the rudder. To fee't, mine eyes are blafted.

Enter Scarus.

Scar. Gods and goddeffes, All the whole fynod of them! Eno. What's thy paffion?

Scar. The greater cantle of the world is loft With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away, Kingdoms and provinces.

Eno. How appears the fight?

Scar." On our fide like the token'd peftilence, "Where death is fure. Yond ribauld nag of Egypt,

(Whom leprofy o'ertake !) i' th' midft o' th' fight,

"When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd

Which Plutarch fays was the name of Cleopatra's fhip.

"Both as the fame, or rather ours the elder),
"The breeze upon her, like a cow in June,
"Hoifts fails, and flies.

Eno. That I beheld.

Mine eyes did ficken at the fight, and could not
Endure a further view.

Scar. "She once being looft,

"The noble ruin of her magic, Antony,
"Claps on his fea-wing, like a doating mallard,.
"Leaving the fight in height, flies after her.
I never faw an action of fuch fhame;

Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before
Did violate fo itself.

Ena. Alack, alack!

Enter Canidius.

Can. Our fortune on the fea is out of breath,
And finks most lamentably. Had our General
Been what he knew himself, it had gone well.
Oh, he has given example for our flight,
Moft grofsly, by his own!

Eno. Ay, are you thereabouts? why then, good night, indeed.

Can. Towards Peloponnefus are they fled..
Scar. 'Tis eafy to't.

And there I will attend what further comes.

Gan. To Cæfar will I render

My legions and my horfe; fix Kings already

Shew me the way of yielding.

Eno. I'll yet follow

The wounded chance of Antony, though my reafon

Sits in the wind against me.

[Exeunt feverally.

Enter Antony, with Eros, and other Attendants.

Ant. Hark, the land bids me tread no more upon't, It is afham'd to bear me. Friends, come hither; I am fo lated in the world, Have lost my way for ever.

thatI

I've a ship

Laden with gold, take that, divide it; fly,

And make your peace with Cæfar.

Omnes. Fly! not we.

Ant. I've fled myfelf, and have inftructed cowards

To run, and fhew their fhoulders. Friends, be gone,

-oh,

I have myself refolv'd upon a courfe,
Which has no need of you. Be gone,
My treafure's in the harbour. Take it-
I follow'd that I blush to look upon;
My very hairs do mutiny; for the white
Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them
For fear and doating. Friends, be gone; you fhall
Have letters from me to fome friends, that will
Sweep your way for you. Pray you, look not sad,
Nor make replies of lothness; take the hint,
Which my defpair proclaims. Let them be left,
Which leave themfelves. To the fea-fide straightway,
I will poffefs you of that ship and treasure.
Leave me, I pray, a little, pray you now
Nay, do fo; for indeed I've loft command,
Therefore, I pray you- I'll fee you by and by.

[Sits down. Enter Cleopatra, led by Charmian and Iras, to Antony.

Eros. Nay, gentle Madam, to him, comfort him,
Iras. Do, molt dear Queen.

Char. Do? why, what else?

Cleo. Let me fit down; oh Juno!

Ant. No, no, no, no, no,

Eros. See you here, Sir!.

Ant. Oh fie, fie, fie.

Char. Madam

Iras. Madam, oh good Emprefs!

Eros. Sir, Sir.

Ant. "Yes, my Lord, yes; he at Philippi kept "His fword e'en like a dancer, while I ftrook "The lean and wrinkled Caffius; and 'twas I "That the mad Brutus ended; he alone

Dealt on lieutenantry, and no practice, had

In the brave fquares of war; yet now-no matter-
Cleo. Ah, ftand by,

Eros. The Queen, my Lord, the Queen

Iras. Go to him, Madam, fpeak to him,

He is unqualified with very fhame.

Cleo. Well then, fuftain me; oh!

Eros. Moft Noble Sir, arife, the Queen approaches;; Her head's declin'd, and death will feize her, but

Your comfort makes the rescue.

Ant. I have offended reputation;

A most unnoble swerving

Eros. Sir, the Queen.

Ant. O whither haft thou led me, Egypt? fee How I convey my shame out of thine eyes;

By looking back on what I've left behind, 'Stroy'd in difhonour.

Cleo. Oh, my Lord, my Lord;

Forgive my fearful fails; i little thought
You would have follow'd.

Ant. Egypt, thou knew't too well,

My heart was to thy rudder ty'd by th' string,
And thou should'st towe me after. O'er my fpirit
Thy full fupremacy thou knew 'ft; and that
Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods
Command me.

Cleo. Oh, my pardon.

Ant. Now I must

To the young man fend humble treaties, dodge
And palter in the shift of lowness; who,'

With half the bulk o' th' world, play'd as I pleas'd,
Making and marring fortunes.

You did know,

How much you were my conqueror; and that
My fword, made weak by my affection, would
Obey it on all caufe.

Cleo. O, pardon, pardon.

Ant. Fall not a tear, I fay; one of them rates

All that is won and loft: give me a kiss,

Even this repays me..

We fent our fchoolmaster; is he come back??

Love, I am full of lead; fome wine,

Within there, and our viands. Fortune knows,

We scorn her most,' when most she' offers blows. [Exe. SCENE VIII. Changes to Cafar's camp.

Enter Cæfar, Agrippa, Dolabella, Thyreus, with others" Caf. Let him appear that's come from Antony.. Know you him?

Dol. Cæfar, 'tis his fchoolmaster;

An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither:

He fends fo poor a pinnion of his wing,
Which had fuperfluous kings for meffengers,
Not many moons gone by.

Enter Ambafador from Antony..

Caf. Approach, and speak.

Amb. Such as I am, I come from Antony ::

I was of late as petty to his ends,

As is the morn-dew on the myrtle leaf

To the grand fea.

Caf. Be't fo, declare thine office.

Amb. Lord of his fortunes he falutes thee, and!
Requires to live in Egypt; which not granted,
He leffens his requests, and to thee fues

To let him breathe between the heav'ns and earth;,
A private man in Athens: this for him.
Next, Cleopatra does confefs thy greatnefs;
Submits her to thy might, and of thee craves
The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs,
Now hazarded to thy grace.

Caf. For Antony,

I have no ears to his requeft. The Queen-
Of audience, nor defire, fhall fail, fo the
From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend,
Or take his life there. This if she perform,
She fhall not fue unheard. So to them both.
Amb Fortune pursue thee ! -

Caf. Bring him through the bands. [Exit. Ambal To try thy eloquence now 'tis time: dispatch;

From Antony win Cleopatra ; promife; [To Thyreus
And, in our name, when fhe requires, add more
As thine invention offers. Women are not

In their best fortunes ftrong; but want will perjure
The ne'er-touch'd veftal. Try thy cunning, Thyreus;
Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we
Will answer as a law..

Thyr. Cæfar, I go.

Caf Observe how Antony becomes his flaw; : And what thou think'ft his very action speaks.. In every power that moves..

Thyr. Cæfar, I fhall.

[Exeunts