That heaven and earth may strike their founds together,
Applauding our approach *.
[Flourish. Exeunt.

SCENE IX. Out-fkirts of Cæfar's Camp.
Sentinels upon their Pofts. Enter Enobarbus.

3. S. If we be not reliev'd within this hour,
We must return to the court of guard: the night
Is fhiny; and, they fay, we shall embattle
By the fecond hour i'the morn.

1. S. This laft day was

A threwd one,to us.

End O, bear me witnefs, Night,

2. S. What man is this?

1. S. Stand close, and lift him.

Eno. Be witnefs to me, O thou blessed moon,

When men revolted shall

upon record

Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did

Before thy face repent.

3. S. Enobarbus!

2. S. Peace; hark further.

Eno. O fovereign miftrefs of trué melancholy,

The poisonous damp of night difpunge 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 dry'd with grief, will break to powder, And finish all foul thoughts. O'Antony,

Nobler than my revolt is infamous,

Forgive me in thine own particular;
But let the world rank me in regifter
A mafter-leaver, and a fugitive:
Antony! Antony! †

1. S. Let's fpeak to him.

[dies.

In every speech almoft our author has shown Antony's reigning foibles, love, luxury, boasting, and oftentation. This fhort fcene is moft fpiritedly supported.

+ If we can suppose, and we have no other intimation, that EnoLarbus dies through theer grief of his ingratitude to Antony, it shows great and fenfible feeling, though the corrective part of it should, no doubt, have appeared fooner, and to more effect.

3. S. Let's hear him further, for the things he speaks May concern Cæfar.

2. S. Let's do fo. But he fleeps.

3. 'S. Swoons rather; for fo bad a prayer as his Was never yet for fleep.

1. S. Go we to him.

2. S. Awake, fir, Awake; fpeak to us.

1. S. Hear you, fir♪

3. S. The hand

Of death hath raught him.

[to Exo.

[fhaking him

[Drum afar off.

Hark, how the drums demurely wake the fleepers :

Let's bear him to the court of guard; he is

Of note our hour is fully out.

2. S. Come on then ;

He may recover yet.

[Exeunt with the Body

SCENE X. Hills without the City.

"Enter Antony, and Scarus, with Forces, marching.

"Ant. Their preparation is to-day for fea

"We please them not by land.

"Sca. For both, my lord.

"Ant. I would, they'd fight i'the fire, or i'the air s "We'd fight there too. But this it is, Our foot,

"Upon the hills adjoining to the city,

"Shall ftay with us: order for fea is given;
"They have put forth the haven: hie we on,
"Where their appointment we may best discover,
"And look on their endeavour.

[Exeunt.

"Enter Cæfar, and his Forces, marching. "Caf. But being charg'd, we will be ftill by land,. "Which, as I take't, we fhall; for his best force "Is forth to man his gallies. To the vales, "And hold our best advantage.

"Re-enter Antony, and Scarus.

[Exeunt

"Ant. Yet they're not join'd: where yonder pine

"does stand,

"I shall discover all I'll bring thee word

:

"Straight, how 'tis like to go.

[Exit Antony.

"Sca. Swallows have built

"In Cleopatra's fails their nefts: the augurers "Say, they know not, they cannot tell; look grimly, "And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony "Is valiant, and dejected; and, by starts,

"His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear, "Of what he has, and has not.

Re-enter Antony, baftily.

Ant. All is loft;

This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me:

[Shouts afar off.

My fleet hath yielded to the foe; and yander
They caft their caps up, and caroufe together

Like friends long loft.-Triple-turn'd whore ! 'tis thou
Haft fold 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. [Exit Scarus.
O fun, thy up-rife fhall I fee no more -
Fortune and Antony part here; even here

Do we shake hands. All come to this? The hearts
That fpaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave
Their wishes, do difcandy, melt their sweets
On bloffoming Cafar; and this pine is bark'd,
That over-top'd them all. Betray'd I am:
(O this falfe foil of Egypt!) This grave charm,
Whofe eye beck'd forth my wars, and call'd them home;
Whose bofom was my crownet, my chief end,-
Like a right gipfy, hath, at faft and loofe t,
Beguil'd me to the very heart of loss.—

What, Eros, Eros!

Enter Cleopatra.

Ah, thou fpell! Avant.

Cle. Why is my lord enrag'd against his love? Ant. Vanish; or I fhall give thee thy deferving, And blemish Cafar's triumph. Let him take thee,

* Would not this stene begin better here, than by retaining any of the preceding matter?

There is an amazing dignity and strength of idea in this speech..

And

And hoift thee up to the fhouting Plébeians:
Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot
Of all thy fex; moft monfter-like, be fhewn
For poor'ft diminutives, for doits; and let
Patient Octavia plough thy vifage up

With her prepared nails. [Exit Cle.] 'Tis well thou'rt gone,

If it be well to live: but better 'twere,
Thou fell'ft into my fury; for one death
Might have prevented many.-Eros, ho!-
The fhirt of Neffus is upon me: teach me,
Alcides, thou mine ancestor, thy rage:

Let me lodge Lichas on the horns ofthe moon;
And with thofe hands that grafp'd the heaviest club
Subdue my worthieft felf. The witch fhall die;
To the Roman boy fhe hath fold me, and I fall
Under this plot: the dies for't.-Eros, ho!

"[Exit.

SCENE XI. Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. "Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Mardian.

"Cle. Help me, my women: O, he is more mad "Than Telamon for his fhield; the boar of Theffaly "Was never fo imboft.

"Cha. To the monument;

"There lock yourself, and fend him word you are dead. "The foul and body rive not more in parting,

"Than greatness going off.

"Cle. To the monument :

"Mardian, go tell him I have flain myself; "Say, that the left I spoke was, Antony,

"And word it, pr'ythee, piteuy: hence, Mardian; "And bring me how he takes my death.To the mo

nument .

There is no manner of occafion for retaining this short scene; as the purport of it is afterwards fufficiently explained: Eros may properly, and more fignificantly, come on at Antony's first call

"SCENE XII. The fame. Another Room.
"Enter Anteny, and Eros.

Ant. Eros, thou yet behɔld'st me?
Ero. Ay, noble lord.

Ant. Sometime, we fee a cloud that's dragonifh
A vapour, fometime, like á bear, or lion,
A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock,

A forked mountain, or blue promontory

With trees upon't, that nod unto the wind,

And mock our eyes with air: thou haft feen these signs; They are black vefper's pageants?

Ero. Ay, my lord.

Aut. That, which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack diflimns; and makes it indistinct,

As water is in water.

Ero. It does, my lord.

Ant. My good knave, Eros, now thy captain is
Even fuch a body: here I am Antony ;

Yet cannot hold this vifible fhape, my knave.
1 made these wars for Egypt; and the queen,
Whofe heart, I thought, I had, for she had mine 5
Which, whilft it was mine, had annext unto't
A million more, now loft,-sie, Eros, has
Pack'd cards with Cafar, and falfe-play'd my glory
Unto an enemy's triumph.

Nay, weep not, gentle Eros; there is left us
Ourfelves to end ourselves.-O, thy vile lady!

My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortuneş mingl'a

With thine entirely.

Ant. Hence, faucy eunuch; peace;

She hath betray'd me, and fhall die the death.

The diffolvable, vapourifh ftate of fortune's most striking appearances, is excellently depicted in the allufions Antony here makes; every ftate of human nature, almoft every day, proves the truth of this contracted, but just and expletive picture.