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Go put on thy defences. |
EROS. Briefly, sir. |
CLEOPATRA. Is not this buckled well? |
ANTONY. Rarely, rarely! |
He that unbuckles this, till we do please |
To daff't for our repose, shall hear a storm. |
Thou fumblest, Eros, and my queen's a squire |
More tight at this than thou. Dispatch. O love, |
That thou couldst see my wars to-day, and knew'st |
The royal occupation! Thou shouldst see |
A workman in't. |
Enter an armed SOLDIER |
Good-morrow to thee. Welcome. |
Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge. |
To business that we love we rise betime, |
And go to't with delight. |
SOLDIER. A thousand, sir, |
Early though't be, have on their riveted trim, |
And at the port expect you. |
[Shout. Flourish of trumpets within] |
Enter CAPTAINS and soldiers |
CAPTAIN. The morn is fair. Good morrow, General. |
ALL. Good morrow, General. |
ANTONY. 'Tis well blown, lads. |
This morning, like the spirit of a youth |
That means to be of note, begins 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. Rebukeable, |
And worthy shameful check it were, to stand |
On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee |
Now like a man of steel. You that will fight, |
Follow me close; I'll bring you to't. Adieu. |
Exeunt ANTONY, EROS, CAPTAINS and soldiers |
CHARMIAN. Please you retire to your chamber? |
CLEOPATRA. 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 |
ACT_4|SC_5 |
SCENE V. |
Alexandria. ANTONY'S camp |
Trumpets sound. Enter ANTONY and EROS, a SOLDIER |
meeting them |
SOLDIER. The gods make this a happy day to Antony! |
ANTONY. Would thou and those thy scars had once prevail'd |
To make me fight at land! |
SOLDIER. Hadst thou done so, |
The kings that have revolted, and the soldier |
That has this morning left thee, would have still |
Followed thy heels. |
ANTONY. Who's gone this morning? |
SOLDIER. Who? |
One ever near thee. Call for Enobarbus, |
He shall not hear thee; or from Caesar's camp |
Say 'I am none of thine.' |
ANTONY. What say'st thou? |
SOLDIER. Sir, |
He is with Caesar. |
EROS. Sir, his chests and treasure |
He has not with him. |
ANTONY. Is he gone? |
SOLDIER. Most certain. |
ANTONY. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; |
Detain no jot, I charge thee. Write to him- |
I will subscribe- gentle adieus and greetings; |
Say that I wish he never find more cause |
To change a master. O, my fortunes have |
Corrupted honest men! Dispatch. Enobarbus! Exeunt |
ACT_4|SC_6 |
SCENE VI. |
Alexandria. CAESAR'S camp |
Flourish. Enter AGRIPPA, CAESAR, With DOLABELLA |
and ENOBARBUS |
CAESAR. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight. |
Our will is Antony be took alive; |
Make it so known. |
AGRIPPA. Caesar, I shall. Exit |
CAESAR. The time of universal peace is near. |
Prove this a prosp'rous day, the three-nook'd world |
Shall bear the olive freely. |
Enter A MESSENGER |
MESSENGER. Antony |
Is come into the field. |
CAESAR. Go charge Agrippa |
Plant those that have revolted in the vant, |
That Antony may seem to spend his fury |
Upon himself. Exeunt all but ENOBARBUS |
ENOBARBUS. Alexas did revolt and went to Jewry on |
Affairs of Antony; there did dissuade |
Great Herod to incline himself to Caesar |
And leave his master Antony. For this pains |
Casaer hath hang'd him. Canidius and the rest |
That fell away have entertainment, but |
No honourable trust. I have done ill, |
Of which I do accuse myself so sorely |
That I will joy no more. |
Enter a SOLDIER of CAESAR'S |
SOLDIER. Enobarbus, Antony |
Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with |
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