"Both as the fame, or rather ours the elder,— "Eno. That I beheld; mine eyes "Did ficken at the fight of it, and could not "Endure a further view. "Sca. She once being looft, "The noble ruin of her magic, Antony, "Claps on his fea-wing, and, like a doating mallard "Leaving the fight in height, flies after her: "I never faw an action of such shame; 66 Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before "Did violate fo itself. "Eno. Alack, alack! Enter Canidius. Can. Our fortune on the fea is out of breath, And finks moft lamentably. Had our general Been what he knew himself, it had gone well: O, he has given example for our flight, Moft grossly, by his own. Eno. Ay, are you thereabouts? Why then, good night, Indeed. Can. Toward Peloponnefus are they fled. Sca. 'Tis eafy to't: and there I will attend What further comes. [Exit. Can. To Cafar will I render My legions, and my horfe; fix kings already Shew me the way of yielding. [Exit. Eno. I'll yet follow The wounded chance of Antony, though my reafon Sits in the wind against me. [Exit. SCENE. IX. Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. Enter Antony, with 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, that I Have loft my way for ever: I have a fhip Att. Fly! not we. be Ant. I have fled myself; and have inftructed cowards Reprove the brown for rafhnefs, and they them 1 [Exeunt. Attendants. Throws himself on a Gouch Enter Eros, with Cleopatra, led by Iras and Charmian. Ero. Nay, gentle madam, to him, comfort him. Ira. Do, most dear queen. Cha. Do! why, what else? Cle. Let me fit down. June ! Ant. No, no, no, no, no. Ero. See you here, fir 7 Ant. O fie, fie, fie. Ira. Madam, good emprefs, Era Sir, fir, Ant, Yes, my lord, yea;-he, at Philippi, kept + In the brave fquares of war: yet now-No matter. There is fomething pathetically affecting and natural in this addrefs which the defeated Antony makes to his followers. +Adverting to his former martial atchievements is, in his adverfe tuation, very natural and beautiful. Cle. Ah me!-Stand by. Ero. The queen, my lord, the queen. Ira. Go to him, madam, speak to him; he is unquality'd With very fhame. Cle. Well then,-Suftain me :-O! Ero. Moft noble fir, 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 fwerving: Ero. Sir, the queen. Ant. O, whither haft thou led me, Egypt? [Starting up.] See How I convey my fhame out of thine eyes, By looking back on what I have left behind 'Stroy'd in dishonour. Cle. O my lord, my lord! Forgive my fearful fails; I little thought, Ant. Egypt, thou knew'ft too well, My heart was to thy rudder ty'd by the ftrings, Cle. O, my pardon. Ant. Now I muft To the young man fend humble 'treaties, dodge Cle. Pardon, pardon. Ant. Fall not a tear, I fay; one of them rates Some Some wine, there, and our viands:-Fortune knows, We scorn her moft, when most she offers blows t. SCENE X. A Camp in Egypt. Cæfar's Tent. Enter Cæfar, Thyreus, Dolabella, and Others. Caf. Let him appear that's come from Antony.Know you him? Dol. Cæfar, 'tis his fchool-mafter: An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither Enter Euphronius. Caf. Approach, and speak. Eup. 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 his grand feat. Caf. Be it fo; declare thine office. Eup. Lord of his fortunes he falutes thee, and Caf For Antony, I have no ears to his requeft. The queen Antony, through this fcene, manifefts an irrefiftible attachment, though he feels ftrongly its difgraceful ruinous effects. This is a very extravagant but an admirably fine idea, Cef. Bring him through the bands. [Exit Euphronius, attended. To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Dispatch; From Antony win Cleopatra: promife, And in our name, what the requires; add more, In their best fortunes, ftrong; but want will perjure Thy. Cafar, I go. Caf. Obferve how Antony becomes his flaw And what thou think'ft his very action speaks In every power that moves. Thy. Cafar, I fhall. [Exeunt. SCENE XI. Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. Enter Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Charmian, and Iras. Cle. What shall we do, Enobarbus? Eno. Drink, and die. Cle. 'Is Antony, or we, in fault for this? Eno. Antony only, that would make his will Have nick'd his captainfhip; at fuch a point, Cle. Pr'ythee, peace.. Enter Antony with Euphronius. Ant. Is that his answer? Eup. Ay, my lord. Ant. The queen Shall then have courtesy, fo fhe will yield Us up. E. My lord, he fays fo. |