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Which leaves itself: to the sea side straightway:
I will possess you of that ship and treasure.
Leave me, I pray, a little; 'pray you now : —
Nay, do so; for, indeed, I have lost command,
Therefore, I pray you. I'll see you by and by.

[Sits down.

Enter Eros and Cleopatra, led by Charmiaist, and Iras.

Eros. Nay, gentle madam, to him; comfort him.

Iras. Do, most dear Queen.

Char. Do! Why, what else?

Cleo. Let me sit down. 0 Juno.

Ant. No, no, no, no, no.

Eros. See you here, sir?

Ant. O fie, fie, ^e!

Char. Madam, —

Iras. Madam: 0 good Empress ! —

Eros. Sir, sir, —

Ant. Yes, my lord, yes. — He, at Philippi, kept His sword e'en like a dancer, while I struck The lean and wrinkled Cassius; and 'twas I That the mad Brutus ended: he alone Dealt on lieutenantry, and no practice had In the brave squares of war; yet now —- No matter.

Cleo. Ah! stand by.

Eros. The Queen, my lord, the Queen.

Iras. Go to him, madam, speak to him: He is unqualitied with very shame.

Cleo. Well then, — sustain me : — 0!

Eros. Most noble sir, arise ; the Queen approaches: Her head's declin'd, and death will seize her, but Your comfort makes the rescue.

Ant. I have offended reputation; A most unnoble swerving.

Eros. Sir, the Queen.

Ant. O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See, How I convey my shame out of thine eyes, By looking back what I have left behind 'Stroy'd in dishonour.

Cleo. 0, my lord, my lord!

Forgive my fearful sails: I little thought
You would have follow'd.

Ant. Egypt, thou knew'st too well,

My heart was to thy rudder tied by th' strings,
And thou should'st tow me after: o'er my spirit
The full supremacy thou knew'st, and that
Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods
Command me.

Cleo. O, my pardon!

Ant. Now I must

To the young man send humble treaties, dodge
And palter in the shifts of lowness, who
With half the bulk o' the world play'd as I pleas'd,
Making and marring fortunes. You did know
How much you were my conqueror; and that
My sword, made weak by my affection, would
Obey it on all cause.

Cleo. Pardon, pardon!

Ant. Fall not a tear, I say: one of them rates All that is won and lost. Give me a kiss; Even this repays me. — We sent our schoolmaster; Is he come back ? — Love, I am full of lead. — Some wine, within there, and our viands ! — Fortune

knows, We scorn her most when most she offers blows.

[Exeunt. SCEOTE X.

Cjesar's Camp in Egypt.

Enter C^esae,, Doeabella, Thyreus, and Others.

Cces. Let him appear that's come from Antony. —■ Know you him?

Dolabella. Caesar, 'tis his schoolmaster:

An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither
He sends so poor a pinion of his wing,
Which had superfluous kings for messengers,
Not many moons gone by.

Enter Etjphronius.

Cces. Approach, and speak.

Euphronius. 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 the grand sea.

Ccbs. Be it so. Declare thine office.

Eup. Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and Requires to live in Egypt; which not granted, He lessens his requests, and to thee sues To let him breathe between the heavens and earth, A private man in Athens: this for him. Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness, Submits her to thy might, and of thee craves The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs, Now hazarded to thy grace.

Cces. For Antony,

I have no ears to his request. The Queen
Of audience, nor desire, shall fail; so she
From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend,

Or take his life there: this if she perform,
She shall not sue unheard. So to them both.

Eup. Fortune pursue thee!

Ccbs. Bring him through the bands.


To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time; dispatch.
From Antony win Cleopatra: promise, [To Thybeus.
And in our name, what she requires; add more,
From thine invention, offers. Women are not
In their best fortunes strong, but want will perjure
The ne'er-touch'd vestal. Try thy cunning, Thyreus;
Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we
Will answer as a law.

Thyreus. Caesar, I go.

Cces. Observe how Antony becomes his flaw, And what thou think'st his very action speaks In every power that moves.

Thyr. Caesar, I shall. [Exeunt.

Scene XI.
Alexandria. A Hoom in the Palace.

Enter Cleopatba, Enobabbtts, Chabmain, and Ibas.

Cleo. What shall we do, Enobarbus?

Eno. Think, and die.

Cleo. Is Antony, or we, in fault for this?

Eno. Antony only, that would make his will Lord of his reason. What though you fled From that great face of war, whose several ranges Frighted each other, why should he follow? The itch of his affection should not then Have nick'd his captainship; at such a point, When half to half the world oppos'd, he being

The mered question. 'Twas a shame no less
Than was his loss, to course your flying flags,
And leave his navy gazing.

Cleo. Pr'ythee, peace.

Enter Antony, with Etjphkonitis.

Ant. Is that his answer?

Eup. Ay, my lord.

Ant. The Queen shall then have courtesy, so she Will yield us up.

Eup. He says so.

Ant. Let her know it. —

To the boy Caesar send this grizzled head,
And he will fill thy wishes to the brim
With principalities.

Cleo. That head, my lord?

Ant. To him again. Tell him he wears the rose Of youth upon him, from which the world should

note Something particular: his coin, ships, legions, May be a coward's; whose ministers would prevail Under the service of a child, as soon As i' th' command of Caesar: I dare him, therefore, To lay his gay caparisons apart. And answer me declin'd, sword against sword, Ourselves alone. I'll write it: follow me.

[Exeunt Antony and Eixphronius.

Eno. Yes, like enough, high-battled Ccesar will Unstate his happiness, and be stag'd t' th' shew Against a sworder. — I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike. That he should dream, Knowing all measures, the full Csesar will

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