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Ant. I have thought on't';
Ven. I must not, sir.
me ? To stand by my fair fame, and guard th' approaches From the ill tongues of men ?
Ven. Who shall guard mine,
Ant. Say, I command it.
Ant. Thou hast loved me,
Ven. Did I think
Ant. Forgive me, Roman:
Ven. By heaven, I will not,
Ant. Kill me first.
Ven. Give me your hand. We shall soon meet again. Now, farewell, emperorans
Embraces. Methinks that word's too cold to be my Since death sweeps all distinctions, farewell, friend! And, yet, I cannot look on you, and kill
you: Pray, turn your face.
Ant. I do: strike home, be sure.
Ant. O, thou mistakest :
Ven. Think 'tis the first time that I e'er deceived
Ah! not dead !
[Noise without, Hark! I hear footsteps. -Oh, dispatch, dispatch
Enter Philo, with Soldiers. Philo. Whence are those groans ! Ha—'tis our
general ! Ant. I've done my work ill, friends; make, make
Of what I have begun.
[Sees ANTONY, Ant. Diomed, is it not? Dio. I come, sir, from the
from Cleopatra. Ant. When did she send ? Dio. Now, my lord. Ant. Now! where is she? Dio. Lock'd in her monument :--for when she
heard You did suspect she had made terms with Cæsar, (Which never will be found) and that your rage Could not be sooth'd, she yielded to Alexas
Her hasty leave to tell you
she was dead. But, fearing since, how it might work, hath sent Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come; I dread, too late! Ant. Too late, good Diomed: Call my guard, I
pr'ythee, Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard Come,
Enter a GUARD. Ant. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra bides. 'Tis the last service that I shall command you.
A Soldier. Woe, woe are we, you may not live to
[Soldiers throng round, and support him. I've led you oft ;-lead me, now, gallant friends, And have my thanks for all ! [Exit MARK ANTONY, supported by his guard
and other soldiers, who bear away the body of VENTIDIUS.
A Street in Alexandria.
Enter CÆSAR, DOLABELLA, AGRIPPA, and
Cæs. How! fall’n upon his sword, and dying, say
Dol.' 'Tis held for certain that he cannot live.
Cæs. The breaking of so great a spirit should
Agr. Cæsar is touch'd.
Cæs. Come hither, Dolabella; Hie thee to Cleopatra ; say to her We purpose her no shame' ; give her what comfort The quality of her passion shall require : Lest, in her greatness, by some desperate act She do defeat us: for her life in Rome Would be eternal in our triumph. Go.
[Exit DOLABELLA. On, in our march, through Alexandria.
The Interior of a Monumcnt.
CLEOPATRA, CHARMION, and Iras, discorcred.
Cle. O, sun! now quit the shining sphere thou
movest in, And leave the world in darkness. 0, Mark Antony !
Enter ANTONY, supported by the Guard. Ilelp, help!
[Running to him. Ant. I'm dying, Cleopatra, dying! But here importune death awhile, until Of many thousand kisses, the poor last I lay upon thy lips.
Čle. O, come, come, come! [Embracing hirrs And die where thou hast lived.
Ant. One word, sweet :
Cle. They do not go together.
Ant. Gentle, hear me ;-
Cle. My resolution, and my hand, I'll trust; None about Cæsar.
Ant. The miserable change, now, at my end, Lament nor sorrow at; but please your thoughts In feeding them with those my former fortunes; Wherein I lived the greatest prince o' the world, The noblest; and do now not basely die; Nor cowardly ;-put off my helmet to My countryman; a Roman, by a Roman, Valiantly vanquish’d;-and---my spirit is going ; I can no more!-one kiss ! --and oh! [Dies.