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Each man's like mine; you have shewn all Hectors.
Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends,
Tell them your feats; whilst they with joyful tears
Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss
The honour'd gashes whole. Give me thy hand; 5
[To Scarus.

Enter Cleopatra.

To this great fairy' I'll commend thy acts, [world, Make her thanks bless thee.-O thou day o' the Chain mine arm'd neck; leap thou, attire and all, Through proof of harness to my heart, and there Ride on the pants triumphing.

Cleo. Lord of lords!

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yet have we

A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can
Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man ;
Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand ;—
Kiss it, my warriour:-He hath fought to-day,
As if a god, in hate of mankind, had
Destroy'd in such a shape.

Cleo. I'll give thee, friend,

An armour all of gold; it was a king's.

Ant. He has deserv'd it, were it carbuncled Like holy Phoebus' car.-Give me thy hand;Through Alexandria make a jolly march; Bear our hack'd targets like the menthatowe them: Had our great palace the capacity To camp this host, we would all sup together; And drink carouses to the next day's fate, Which promises royal peril.-Trumpeters, With brazen din blast you the city's ear; Make mingle with our rattling tabourines"; That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together, Applauding our approach.

SCENE IX. Casar's Camp.

EnteraCentinel,andhiscompany. Enobarbusfollows.
Cent. If we be not reliev'd within this hour,
We must return to the court of guard': The night
Is shiny; and, they say, we shall embattle
By the second hour i' the morn.

1 Sold. This last day was a shrewd one to us.
Eno. O, bear me witness, night !—

2 Sold. What man is this?

1 Sold. Stand close, and list him.

Eno. Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon, When men revolted shall upon record Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did Before thy face repent!

Cent. Enobarbus!

3 Sold. Peace; hark further.

1i.e. embrace. 2

Eno. O sovereign mistress of true melancholy, The poisonous damp of night dispunge upon me; That life, a very rebel to my will,

May hang no longer on me: Throw my heart
Against the flint and hardness of my fault;
Which, being dried with grief, will break to
powder,

And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony,
Nobler than my revolt is infamous,
10 Forgive me in thine own particular;
But let the world rank me in register
A master-leaver, and a fugitive:
O Antony! O Antony!

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1 Sold. Let's speak to him.

[Dies.

Cent. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks May concern Cæsar.

2 Sold. Let's do so. But he sleeps.

Cent. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his Was never yet for sleep.

1 Sold. Go we to him.

2 Sold. Awake, sir, awake; speak to us.

1 Sold. Hear you, sir?

Cent. The hand of death hath raught him.
[Drums afar off.

25 Hark, how the drums demurely wake the sleepers:
Let's bear him to the court of guard; he is
Of note; our hour is fully out.

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2 Sol. Come on then:

He may recover yet.

[Exeunt with the body.

SCENE X.

Between the two Camps.

Enter Antony, and Scarus, with their Army.
Ant. Their preparation is to-day by sea;

35 We please them not by land.

Scar. For both, my lord.

Ant. I would they'd fight i' the fire, or in the air; We'd fight there too. But this it is; Our foot Upon the hills adjoining to the city,

40 Shall stay with us: order for sea is given;
They have put forth the haven,
Where their appointment we may best discover,
And look on their endeavour 10.
[Exeunt.
Enter Casar and his Army.
Cas. But being charg'd", we will be still by land,
Which, as I take it, we shall; for his best force
Is forth to man his gallies. To the valcs,
And hold our best advantage.

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Fairy comprises the idea of power and beauty. i.e. armour of proof. At all plays of barriers, the boundary is called a goal; to win a goal, is to be a superior in a contest A tabourin was a small drum. 'i.e. the guard-room, the i.e. reached him. Demurely for solemnly. 10 i.e. where But here signifies without, in which

of activity. 'i.e. own them.

place where the guard musters.

we may best discover their numbers, and see their motions. sense it is often used in the North.

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Hast sold me to this novice; and my heart
Makes only wars on thee.-Bid them all fly;
For when I am reveng'd upon my charm,
I have done all:-Bid them all fly, be gone.
O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more:
Fortune and Antony part here; even here
Do we shake hands. All come to this?-The
hearts

That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave
Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets
On blossoming Cæsar; and this pine is bark'd,
That over-topp'd them all. Betray'd I am:
O this false soul of Egypt! this grave charm2,
Whose eye beck'd forth my wars, and call'd them
home;

Whose bosom was my crownet', my chief end,-
Like a right gipsy, hath, at fast and loose,
Beguil'd me to the very heart of loss".
What, Eros, Eros!

Enter Cleopatra.
Ah, thou spell! avaunt.-

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monument.

SCENE

The same.

XII.

Enter Antony and Eros.

Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me?

Eros. Ay, noble lord.

Ant.Sometime, we see a clould that's dragonish; vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion,

A tower'd citadel, a pendent rock,

A forked mountain, or blue promontory
With trees upon't, that nod unto the world,
And mock our eyes with air: Thou hast seen
these signs;

40 They are black vesper's pageants.
Eros. Ay, my lord.

Cleo. Why is my lord enrag'd against his love?
Ant. Vanish; or I shall give thee thy deserving, 35
And blemish Cæsar's triumph. Let him take thee,
And hoist thee up to the shouting Plebeians:
Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot
Of all thy sex; most monster-like, be shewn
For poor'st diminutives to dolts; and let
Patient Octavia plough thy visage up
With her prepared * nails. 'Tis well thou'rt
[Exit Cleopatra.
If it be well to live: But better 'twere,
Thou fell'st into my fury; for one death
Might have prevented many.-Eros, ho!-
The shirt of Nessus is upon me: Teach me,

gone,

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[thought,

Ant. That, which is now a horse, even with a
The rack dislimns 10; and makes it indistinct,
As water is in water.

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She was first for Julius Cæsar, then for Pompey the great, and afterwards for Antony. 2i.e. "this sublime, this majestic beauty," according to Dr. Johnson; but according to Mr. Steevens, "this deadly or destructive piece of witchcraft." Dr. Johnson supposes that crownet means last purpose, probably from finis coronat opus. Sir John Hawkins observes, that there is a kind of pun in this passage, arising from the corruption of the word Egyptian into gipsey. The old law-books term such persons as ramble about the country, and pretend skill in palmistry and fortune-telling, Egyptians. -Fast and loose is a term to signify a cheating game, of which the following is a description: Aleathern belt is made up into a number of intricate folds, and placed edgewise upon a table: one of the folds is made to resemble the middle of the girdle, so that whoever should thrust a skewer into it would think he held it fast to the table; whereas, when he has so done, the person with whom he plays may take hold of both ends and draw it away.--This trick is now known to the common people, by the name of pricking at the belt or girdle, and perhaps was practised by the Gypsies in the time of Shakspeare. 'í. e. to the utmost loss possible, i. e. with nails which she suffered to grow for this

purpose. The meaning is, let me do something in my rage, becoming the successor of Hercules. i. e. than Ajax Telamon for the armour of Achilles, the most valuable part of which was the shield.The boar of Thessaly was the boar killed by Meleager. A hunting term: when a deer is hard run, and foams at the mouth, he is said to be imbost. 1o i.e. the fleeting away of the clouds destroys the picture. "Knave is servant.

Yet

Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave.
I made these wars for Egypt; and the queen,-
Whose heart, I thought, I had, for she had mine;
Which, whilst it was mine, had annex'd unto't
A million more, now lost ;-she, Eros, has
Pack'd cards with Cæsar, and false play'd my glory
Unto an enemy's triumph '.-

Nay, weep not, gentle Eros: there is left us
Ourselves to end ourselves.-O, thy vile lady!
Enter Mardian.

She has robb'd me of my sword.

Mdr. No, Antony;

My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes mingled
With thine entirely.

Ant. Hence, saucy eunuch; peace;
She hath betray'd me, and shall die the death.

Mar. Death of one person can be paid but once ;
And that she hath discharg'd: What thou would'st
Is done unto thy hand; the last she spake [do,
Was, Antony! most noble Antony!
Then in the midst a tearing groan did break
The name of Antony; it was divided
Between her heart and lips; she render'd life,
The name so buried in her.

Ant. Dead then?

Mar. Dead.

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With ships made cities, condemn myself, to lack
The courage of a woman, less noble mind
Than she, which, by her death, our Cæsar tells,
I am conqueror of myself. Thou art sworn, Eros,
That, when the exigent should come, (which now
Is come, indeed) when I should see behind me,
The inevitable prosecution of

Disgrace and horror, that, on my command,
Thou then would'st kill me:do't, the time is come:
10 Thou strik'st not me, 'tis Cæsar thou defeat'st.
Put colour in thy cheek.

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Ant. Unarm, Eros; the long day's task is done,
And we must sleep:--That thoudepart'sthencesafe,
Does pay thy labour richly; Go.-Off,pluck off;-
[Exit Mardian. 30
The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep
The battery from my heart. O, cleave, my sides!
Heart, once be stronger than thy continent',
Crack thy frail case!-Apace, Eros, apace.—
No more a soldier:-Bruised pieces, go;
You have been nobly borne.—from me a while.-
[Exit Eros.

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I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and
Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now
All length is torture:-Since the torch is out,
Lie down, and stray no further: Now all labour
Marrs what it does; yea, very force entangles
Itself with strength: Seal then, and all is done.-
Eros!-I come, my queen:-Eros!-Stay for me:
Where souls do couch onflowers, we'llhandinhand, 45
And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze;
Dido and her Æneas shall want troops,
And all the haunt be ours.-Come, Eros, Eros!
Re-enter Eros.

Eros. What would my lord?
Ant. Since Cleopatra dy'd,

I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods
Detest my baseness. I, that with my sword
Quarter'd theworld, and o'er green Neptune'sback!

Eros. O, sir, pardon me.

[then
Ant. When I did make thee free, swor'st thou not
To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once;
Or thy precedent services are all
But accidents unpurpos'd. Draw, and come.
Eros. Turn from me thenthatnoblecountenance,
Wherein the worship of the whole world lies.
Ant. Lo thee.-
[Turning from him.

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Eros. My sword is drawn.
Ant. Then let it do at once

The thing why thou hast drawn it.
Eros. My dear master,

My captain, and my emperor! let me say,
Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell.
Ant. 'Tis said, man;-and farewell.

Eros. Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now?
Ant. Now, Eros.

Eros. Why, there then :-Thus do I escape the
[Eros kills himself.
[Dies.

sorrow

Of Antony's death.

Ant. Thrice nobler than myself!
Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what

I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and Eros
Have, by their brave instruction, got upon me

50 A nobleness in record: But I will be

A bridegroom in my death, and run into 't
As to a lover's bed. Come then; and, Eros,
Thy master dies thy scholar; to do thus
[Falling on his sword.

1 Shakspeare has here, (Dr. Warburton says,) as usual, taken his metaphor from a low trivial subject; but has ennobled it with much art, by so contriving that the principal term in the subject from whence the metaphor was taken, should belong to, and suit the dignity of, the subject to which the metaphor is transferred; thereby providing at once for the integrity of the figure, and the nobleness of the thought; and this by the word triumph, which either signifies Octavius's conquest, or what we now call, contractedly, the trump at cards, then call the triumph or the triumphing sort. 2 i.e. the thing that contains thee. 3 Dr. Johnson thinks we should read, "Seel then, and all is done:" i. e. Close thine eyes for ever, and be quiet.-To seel hawks is to close their eyes. Arms folded in each other. "Corrigible for corrected, and afterwards penetrative for pene.rating. • Worship is the dignity, the authority.

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Enter Diomedes.

Dio. Where's Antony?

Der. There, Diomed, there.

Dio. Lives he? Wilt thou not answer, man? [Exit Dercetas.

Ant. Art thou there, Diomed? Draw thy sword, and give me

Sufficing strokes for death.

Dio. Most absolute lord,
My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee.
Ant. When did she send thee?
Dio. Now, my lord.

Ant. Where is she?

SCENE XIII.

A Monument.

Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras, above. Cleo. O Charmian, I will never go from hence. Char. Be comforted, dear madam.

Cleo. No, I will not:

All strange and terrible events are welcome, But comforts we despise; our size of sorrow, 10 Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great Enter Diomedes.

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Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in ;-darkling The varying shore o' the world '!-O Antony! 20 Antony, Antony!

Help, Charmian, help; Iras, help; help, friends
Below; let's draw him hither.

Ant. Peace:

Not Cæsar's valour hath o'erthrown Antony, 25 But Antony's hath triumph'd on itself.

[phesying fear Dio. Lock'd in her monument. She had a pro-30 Of what hath come to pass: for when she saw (Which never shall be found) you did suspect She had dispos'd' with Cæsar, and that your rage Would not be purg'd, she sent you word 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.

Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so! Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying; only I here importune death a while, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips.—

Čleo. I dare not,

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Dear, dear, my lord, pardon; I dare not,
Lest I be taken: not the imperious shew
35 Of the full-fortun'd Cæsar ever shall [have
Be brooch'd with me*; if knife, drugs, serpents,
Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe.

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Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard! The Come, your lord calls.

Enter a Guard.

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Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes,
And still conclusion", shall acquire no honour
Demurring upon me. But come, come, Antony,
Help me, my women,we must draw thee up;-
Assist, good friends.

Ant. O, quick, or I am gone.

[my lord! Cleo. Here's sport,indeed!-How heavy weighs Our strength is all gone into heaviness, That makes the weight: Had I great Juno's power, The strong-wing'd Mercury should fetch thee up, And set thee by Jove's side. Yet come a little,— Wisherswere ever fools;-O,come,come,come;— [They draw Antony up to Cleopatra. And welcome, welcome! die, where thou hast liv'd:

Quicken with kissing';—had my lips that power, Thus would I wear them out.

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do not work in earnest.”

That is, Revive by my kiss.

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Clen. No, let me speak; and let me rail so high,f That the false huswife Fortune break her wheel, Provok'd by my offence.

Ant. One word, sweet queen:

Of Cæsar seek your honour,with your safety.--O!--5
Cleo. They do not go together.

Ant. Gentle, hear me:

None about Cæsar trust, but Proculeius.

Cleo. My resolution, and iny hands, I'll trust, None about Cæsar.

Ant. The miserable change now at my end, Lament nor sorrow at: but please your thoughts In feeding then, with those my former fortunes Wherein I liv'd, 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 Valiant y vanquish'd. Now, my spirit is going; I can no more.[Antony dies.

Cleo. Noblest of men, woo't die?
Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide

In this dull world, which in thy absence is
No better than a stye!-O, see, my women,
The crown o' the earth doth melt:-My lord!-
O, wither'd is the garland of the war,

The soldier's pole is fallen'; young boys, and girls,
Are level now with men: the odds is gone,
And there is nothing left remarkable
Beneath the visiting moon.
Char.O, quietness, lady!

[She faints.

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Char. O madam, madam, madam,— Iras. Royal Egypt! empress!

Chur. Peace, peace, Iras.

Cleo. No more-but e'en a woman; and commanded

By such poor passion as the maid that milks, 10 And does the meanest chares 2.-It were for me To throw my scepter at the injurious gods; To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, Till they had stolen our jewel. All's but naught; Patience is sottish; and impatience does 15 Become a dog that's mad: Then is it sin, To rush into the secret house of death, Ere death dare come to us?-How do you, women? What, what? good cheer! Why, how now, Charmian?

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Proculeius, and train.

O to him, Dolabella, bid him yield; Being so frustrated, tell him, he mocks The pauses that he makes'.

Dol. Cæsar, I shall.

[Exit Dolabella.

Enter Dercetas, with the sword of Antony. Cas. Wherefore is that? and what art thou, Appear thus to us? [that dar'st

Der. I am call'd Dercetas; Mark Antony I serv'd, who best was worthy Best to be serv'd: whilst he stood up, and spoke, He was my master; and I wore my life, To spend upon his haters: If thou please

To take me to thee, as I was to him I'll be to Cæsar; if thou pleasest not, up my life.

I yield thee

Cas. What is't thou

say's 'st?

Der. I say, O Cæsar, Antony is dead.

Cæs. The breaking of so great a thing should A greater crack: The round world

[make

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Is not a single doom; in the name lay
A moiety of the world.

Der. He is dead, Cæsar;

Not by a public minister of justice,
Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand,
Which writ his honour in the acts it did,

Hath, with the courage which the heart did lend it, 50 Splitted the heart.-This is his sword,

I robb'd his wound of it; behold it stain'd

With his most noble blood.

Cas. Look you sad, friends?

The gods rebuke me, but 'it is a tidings 55 To wash the eyes of kings.

Agr. And strange it is,

That nature must compel us to lament
Our most persisted deeds.

Mec. His taints and honours

He at whom the soldiers pointed, as at a pageant held high for observation.

2 i.e. taskwork.

Hence the modern term chare-woman. 3i.e. he trifles with us. 4 Dr. Johnson conjectures, that a line is lost here: Mr. Malone, however, believes that only two words are wanting, and proposes to read, "The round world should have shook, Thrown raging lions into civil streets, And citizens to their dens." But for if not.

Waged

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