Ant. O fye, fye, fye. '
Char. Madam,
Iras. Madam; O good empress!
Eros. Sir, sir,

Ant. Yes, my lord, yes;-He, at Philippi, kept · His sword even like a dancer;9 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. :i Cleo. Well then,-Sustain me:-0! . | Eros. Most noble sir, arise; the queen ap

proaches; 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. 0, whither liast thou led me, Egypt? See, How I convey my shame* out of thine eyes By looking back on what I have left behind Stroy'd in dishonour.

Cleo. . : O 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 the strings,
And thou should'st tow me after: O'er my spirit
Thy 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...

O 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. SCENE X.

Cæsar's Camp, in Egypt. Enter CÆSAR, DOLABELLA, THYREUS, and Others.

Cães. Let him appear that's come from Antony.Know you him?

LABELI

t ied by the strings,] That is, by the heart-string.

LG G2 .

Dol.

Cæsar, '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 EUPHRONIUS. Ces.

Approach, and speak. Eup. 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 his grand sea. . Cæs.

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 siies
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.
Cæs.

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 sué unheard. So to them both. -

Eup. Fortune pursue thee!
Ces.

Bring him through the bands.

[Exit EUPHRONIUS. To try thy eloquente, now 'tis time: Despatch; .. From Antony win Cleopatra: promise,

[To THYREUS.
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.
Thyr.

Cæsar,
Cæs. Observe how Antony becomes his flaw;?
And what thou think'st his very action speaks..
In every power that moves:
· Thyr.

Cæsar, I shall. [Exeunt.

SCENE XI.
Alexandria. A Room in the Palace.
Enter CleopATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, and

IRAS.
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 although 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

-i- how Antony becomes his fiaw;] That is, how Antony CONforms himself to this breach of his fortune, 03.

TON

JPHRONTUS.

Have nick'd his captainship;? at such a point,
When half to half the world oppos’d, he being
The mered question :3 '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 EUPHRONIUS.
Ant. Is this his answer?
Eup.

Ay, my lord.
Ant.

The queen
Shall then have courtesy, so she will yield
Us up.

Eup. He says so.
Ant.

í Let her know it.-
To the boy Cæsar send this grizled 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

i 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' the command of Cæsar: I dare him therefore To lay his gay comparisons apart, And answer me declin'd,4 sword against sword, Ourselves alone: I'll write it; follow me.

[Exeunt Antony and EUPHRONIUS.

.2 Have nick'd his captainship;] i. e. set the mark of folly on it. s he being

The mèred question:] Mered is, I suspect, a word of our author's forriation, from mere: he being the sole, the entire subject or occasion of the war. MALONE. 4m his gay comparisons apart,

And answer me declin'd,] I require of Cæsar not to depend on