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CENTURION. If we be not reliev'd within this hour, |
We must return to th' court of guard. The night |
Is shiny, and they say we shall embattle |
By th' second hour i' th' morn. |
FIRST WATCH. This last day was |
A shrewd one to's. |
ENOBARBUS. O, bear me witness, night- |
SECOND WATCH. What man is this? |
FIRST WATCH. Stand close and list him. |
ENOBARBUS. Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon, |
When men revolted shall upon record |
Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did |
Before thy face repent! |
CENTURION. Enobarbus? |
SECOND WATCH. Peace! |
Hark further. |
ENOBARBUS. O sovereign mistress of true melancholy, |
The poisonous damp of night disponge 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 dried 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 register |
A master-leaver and a fugitive! |
O Antony! O Antony! [Dies] |
FIRST WATCH. Let's speak to him. |
CENTURION. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks |
May concern Caesar. |
SECOND WATCH. Let's do so. But he sleeps. |
CENTURION. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his |
Was never yet for sleep. |
FIRST WATCH. Go we to him. |
SECOND WATCH. Awake, sir, awake; speak to us. |
FIRST WATCH. Hear you, sir? |
CENTURION. The hand of death hath raught him. |
[Drums afar off ] Hark! the drums |
Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him |
To th' court of guard; he is of note. Our hour |
Is fully out. |
SECOND WATCH. Come on, then; |
He may recover yet. Exeunt with the body |
ACT_4|SC_10 |
SCENE X. |
Between the two camps |
Enter ANTONY and SCARUS, with their army |
ANTONY. Their preparation is to-day by sea; |
We please them not by land. |
SCARUS. For both, my lord. |
ANTONY. I would they'd fight i' th' fire or i' th' air; |
We'd fight there too. But this it is, our foot |
Upon the hills adjoining to the city |
Shall stay with us- Order for sea is given; |
They have put forth the haven- |
Where their appointment we may best discover |
And look on their endeavour. Exeunt |
ACT_4|SC_11 |
SCENE XI. |
Between the camps |
Enter CAESAR and his army |
CAESAR. But being charg'd, we will be still by land, |
Which, as I take't, we shall; for his best force |
Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales, |
And hold our best advantage. Exeunt |
ACT_4|SC_12 |
SCENE XII. |
A hill near Alexandria |
Enter ANTONY and SCARUS |
ANTONY. Yet they are not join'd. Where yond pine does stand |
I shall discover all. I'll bring thee word |
Straight how 'tis like to go. Exit |
SCARUS. Swallows have built |
In Cleopatra's sails their nests. 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. |
[Alarum afar off, as at a sea-fight] |
Re-enter ANTONY |
ANTONY. All is lost! |
This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me. |
My fleet hath yielded to the foe, and yonder |
They cast their caps up and carouse together |
Like friends long lost. Triple-turn'd whore! 'tis thou |
Hast sold 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; begone. Exit SCARUS |
O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more! |
Fortune and Antony part here; even here |
Do we shake hands. All come to this? The hearts |
That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave |
Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets |
On blossoming Caesar; and this pine is bark'd |
That overtopp'd them all. Betray'd I am. |
O this false soul of Egypt! this grave charm- |
Whose eye beck'd forth my wars and call'd them home, |
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