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ENOBARBUS. [Aside to CLEOPATRA] 'Tis one of those odd tricks which |
sorrow shoots |
Out of the mind. |
ANTONY. 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. |
SERVANT. The gods forbid! |
ANTONY. 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. |
CLEOPATRA. [Aside to ENOBARBUS] What does he mean? |
ENOBARBUS. [Aside to CLEOPATRA] To make his followers weep. |
ANTONY. 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 on 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! |
ENOBARBUS. 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. |
ANTONY. 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 too dolorous a sense; |
For I 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 |
ACT_4|SC_3 |
SCENE III. |
Alexandria. Before CLEOPATRA's palace |
Enter a company of soldiers |
FIRST SOLDIER. Brother, good night. To-morrow is the day. |
SECOND SOLDIER. It will determine one way. Fare you well. |
Heard you of nothing strange about the streets? |
FIRST SOLDIER. Nothing. What news? |
SECOND SOLDIER. Belike 'tis but a rumour. Good night to you. |
FIRST SOLDIER. Well, sir, good night. |
[They meet other soldiers] |
SECOND SOLDIER. Soldiers, have careful watch. |
FIRST SOLDIER. And you. Good night, good night. |
[The two companies separate and place themselves |
in every corner of the stage] |
SECOND SOLDIER. Here we. And if to-morrow |
Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope |
Our landmen will stand up. |
THIRD SOLDIER. 'Tis a brave army, |
And full of purpose. |
[Music of the hautboys is under the stage] |
SECOND SOLDIER. Peace, what noise? |
THIRD SOLDIER. List, list! |
SECOND SOLDIER. Hark! |
THIRD SOLDIER. Music i' th' air. |
FOURTH SOLDIER. Under the earth. |
THIRD SOLDIER. It signs well, does it not? |
FOURTH SOLDIER. No. |
THIRD SOLDIER. Peace, I say! |
What should this mean? |
SECOND SOLDIER. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony lov'd, |
Now leaves him. |
THIRD SOLDIER. Walk; let's see if other watchmen |
Do hear what we do. |
SECOND SOLDIER. How now, masters! |
SOLDIERS. [Speaking together] How now! |
How now! Do you hear this? |
FIRST SOLDIER. Ay; is't not strange? |
THIRD SOLDIER. Do you hear, masters? Do you hear? |
FIRST SOLDIER. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter; |
Let's see how it will give off. |
SOLDIERS. Content. 'Tis strange. Exeunt |
ACT_4|SC_4 |
SCENE IV. |
Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace |
Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, |
with others |
ANTONY. Eros! mine armour, Eros! |
CLEOPATRA. Sleep a little. |
ANTONY. No, my chuck. Eros! Come, mine armour, Eros! |
Enter EROS with armour |
Come, good fellow, put mine iron on. |
If fortune be not ours to-day, it is |
Because we brave her. Come. |
CLEOPATRA. Nay, I'll help too. |
What's this for? |
ANTONY. Ah, let be, let be! Thou art |
The armourer of my heart. False, false; this, this. |
CLEOPATRA. Sooth, la, I'll help. Thus it must be. |
ANTONY. Well, well; |
We shall thrive now. Seest thou, my good fellow? |
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