And Kings have been your fellows.
Cleo. What means this?

Eno. 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which sorrow

Out of the mind.

shoots

Ant. And thou art honest too.

I wish, I could be made so many men;
And all of you clapp'd up together in

An Antony; that I might do you service,.
So good as you have done.

Serv. The Gods forbid!

[Aside.

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 suffer'd 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 see me more; or if,
A mangled shadow: perchance, to-morrow
You'll serve another master. I look ou you,
As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,
I turn you not away; but, like a master

Married to your good service, stay 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 discomfort? Look, they weep; And I, an ass, am onion-ey'd; for shame, Transform us not to women.

Ant. Ho, ho, ho!

Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus! Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty friends,

You take me in 100 dolorous a sense:

1 spake to you for your comfort: did desire 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 consideration. [Exeunt.

SCENE III.

The same. Before the Palace.

Ente two Soldiers, to their guard.

1. Sold. Brother, good night; to-morrow is

the day.

2. Sold. It will determine one way: fare you

well.

Heard you of nothing strange 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.

Enter two other Soldiers.

2. Sold. Soldiers,

Have careful watch.

3. Sold. And you: Good night, good night. [The first two place themselves at their

'posts.

4. Sold. Here we: [They take their posts.] and if to-morrow

Our navy thrive, 1 have au absolute hope
Our landmen will stand up.

3. Sold. Tis a brave army, And full of purpose.

[Musick of hautboys under the stage.

4. Sold. Peace, what noise?

1. Sold. List, list!

2. Sold. Hark!

Solds Musick i the air.. 3. Sold. Under the earth.

4. Sold. It signs well, Does't it not?me

3. Sold. No.

1. Sold. Peace, I say.

What should this mean?

2. Sold. 'Tis the God

Hercules, whom Antony lov'd,

Now leaves him.

1. Sold. Walk; let's see i e if other watchmen Do hear what we do. od

[They advance to another post.

Sold. How now, Masters?

Sold. How now?

How now? do you hear this?

Several speaking together.

1. Sold. Ay; Is't not strange?
3. Sold. Do hear, Masters? do you
1. Sold. Follow the monaster

Let's see how't will give off

hear?

50 far as we have

quarter

Sold. [several'speaking. Content: Tis strange.

Exeunt.

SCENE IV.

The same.

A Room in the Palace &

Enter ANTONY, and CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, and
Others, attending.

Ant. Eros! mine armour, Eros!
•

Cleo. Sleep a little.

Ant. No, my chucka-Eros, come; mine of armour, Eros!

Enter EROS, with armour.

Come, my good fellow, put thine iron on:
If fortune be not ours to-day, it is

Because we brave her.

Cleo. Nay, I'll help too.

What's this for?

Come

Ant. Ah, let be, let be! thou art

The armourer of my heart: False, false, this,

this.

Cleo. Sooth, la, I'll help Thus it must be.

Ant. Well, well;

We shall thrive now.

Seest thou; ny good fellow?

Go, put on thy defences.

Eros. Briefly, Sir.

Cleo. Is not this buckled well?

Ant. Rarely, rarely:

He that unbuckles this, till we do please
To doff't for our repose, shall hear a storm.
Thou fumblest, Eros; and my Queen's a squire
More tight at this, than thou: Despatch.

O love,

That thou could'st see my wars to-day, and knew'st The royal occupation! thou should'st see

Enter an Officer, armed.

A workman in't. Good morrow to thee; wel

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come:

Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge:
To business that we love, we rise betime,
And go to it with delight.

A1. Off. A thousand, Sir,

Early though it be, have on their riveted trim,

And at the port expect you.

Shout. Trumpets, Flourish.

Enter other Officers, and Soldiers.

2. Off. The morn is fair. Good morrow, General.

All. Good morrow, General.

Ant. "Tis well blown, lads.

This morning, like the spirit of a youth
That means to be of note; begius betimes.
So, so; come, give me that. this way, well said.
Fare thee well, Dame, whate'er becomes of me:
This is a soldier's kiss; rebukable. [kisses her.
And worthy shameful check it were, to stand
On more mechanick compliment; I'll leave thee
Now, like a man of steel. You, that will fight,
Follow me close; I'll bring you fo'l. → Adieu.
[Exeunt ANT, EROS, Oificers, and Soldiers.
Char. Please you, retire to your chamber?
Cleo. Lead me.

He goes forth gallantly. That he and Caesar might
Determine, this great war in single fight!
Then, Antony, But now, Well, on.

[Exeunt.