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Us up.

In their best fortunes, strong; but want will perjure

Enter Thyreus. The ne'er-touch'd vestal. Try thy cunning, Thyreus;

Cico.

Cæsar's will? Make thine own ediet for thy pains, which we

Thyr. Hear it apart. Will answer as a law.

Cleo.

None but friends ; say boldly.' Thyr. Caesar, I go.

Thyr. So, haply, are they friends to Antony. Cæs. Observe how Antony becomes his flaw;

Eno. He needs as many, sir, as Cæsar has; And what thou think'st his very action speaks

Or nerds not is. If Cæsar please, our master
In every power that moves.

Will leap to be his friend: For us, you know,
Thyr.
Cæsar, I shall. [Exeunt.

Whose he is, we are; and that's, Cæsar's.

Thyr. So.SCENE XI.-Alexandria. A Room in the Palacc.

Thus then, thou most renown'd; Cesar entreats, Enter Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Charmian, and Iras.

Not to consider in what case thou stand'st,
Cleo. What shall we do, Enobarbus ?

Further than he is Cæsar.
Eno.
Think, and die. Cleo.

Go on : Right royal. Cleo. Is Antony, or we, in fault for this?

Thyr. He knows that you embrace not Antony Eno, Autony only, that would make his will As you did love, but as you feard him. Lord of his reason. What although you fed

Cleo.

0! From that great face of war, whose several ranges Thyr. The scars upon your honour, therefore, he Frighted each other? why should he follow ?

Does pity, as constrained blemishes, The itch of his affection should not then

Not as desery'd. Have nick'd his captainship; at such a point,

Cleo. He is a god, and knows When half to half the world oppos’d, he being What is most right: Mine honour was not yielded, The mered question: 'Twas a shame no less

But conquer'd merely. Than was his loss, to course your flying flags,

Eno.

To be sure of that, (Aside. And leave his navy gazing.

I will ask Antony.-Sir, sir, thou’rt so leaky,
Cleo
Prythee, peace.

That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for
Thy dearest quit thee.

(Exit Edo. Enter Antony, with Euphronius.

Thyr.

Shall I say to Cæsar
Ant. Is this his answer?

What you require of him? For he partly begs
Eup.
Ay, iny loni.

To be desir'd to give. It much would please bim, Ant.

That of his fortunes you should make a staff Shall then have courtesy, so she will yield

To lean upon :

But it would warm his spirits,
Eup. He says so.

To hear from me you had left Antony,
Ant.
Let her know it.-

And put yourself under his shrowd,
To the boy Cæsar send this grizzled head,

The universal landlord. And he will fill thy wisbes to the brim

Cleo.

What's your name?
With principalities.

Thyr. My name is Thyreus.
Cleo.
That head, my lord ?

Cleo.

Most kind messenger, Ant. To him agnin; Tell him, he wears the rose Say to great Cesar this, In disputation of youth upon him; from which, the world should note I kiss his conquering hand: tell him, I am prompt Something particular: his coin, ships, legions,

To lay my crown at his feet, and there to kneel : May be a coward's; whose ministers would prevail Tell him, from his all-obeying breath I hear Under the service of a child, as soon

The doom of Egypt. As i’the command of Cæsar: I dare him therefore Thyr.

'Tis your noblest course. To lay his gay comparisons apart,

Wisdom and fortune combating together, And answer me declind, sword against sword, If that the former dare but what it can, Ourselves alone: I'll write it; follow me.

No chance niay shake it. Give me grace to lay [Exeunt Antony and Euphronius. | My duty on your band. | Eno. Yes, like enough, high-battled Cæsar will

Cleo.

Your Cæsar's father Unstate his happiness, and be stay'd to the show Oft, when he hath musid of taking kingdoms in, Against a sworder.--I see, men's judgements are Bestow'd his lips on that unworthy place, A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward As it raind kisses. Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike. That be should dream,

Re-enter Antony and Enobarbus. Knowing all measures, the full Cæsar will

Ant. Favours, by Jove that thunders! Answer his emptiness !-Cæsar, thou hast subdued

What art thou, fellow ? His judgement too.

Thyr.

One, that but performs

The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
Enter an Attendant.

To have command obey'd.
Alt,

Eno.
A messenger from Cæsar.

You will be whipp'd. Cleo. W bat, no more ceremony !-Sce, my women!

Ant. Approach, there :- Ay, you kite!-Now gods - Against the blown rose may they stop

and devils ! thir

nose, That kneelid unto the buds.-Admit him, sir. Authority melts from me: Of late, when I cried, kee! Eno. Mine honesty, and I, begin to square. [Aside.

Like boys unto a moss, kings would start forth, The loyalty, well beld to fools, does make

Your will? Have you no ears ? I am Oir faith mere folly :-Yet, he, that can endure

Enter Attendants. To follow with allegiance a fallen lord,

Antony yet. Take hence this Jack, and whip him. Does conquer him that did his master conquer, Eno. "Tis better playing with a liou's whelp, And ea'ns a place i'the story.

Than with an old ove dying.

And cry,

Ant.
Moon and stars!

Cleo.

I must stay his time. Whip him :-Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries Ant. To flatter Cæsar, would you mingle eyes That do acknowledge Cæsar, should I find them With one that ties his points ? So saucy with the hand of she here, (What's her name, Cleo.

Not know me yet? Since she was Cleopatra ?)-Whip him, fellows, Ant. Cold-hearted toward me? Till, like a boy, you see him cringe his face,

Clco.

Ah, dear, if I be so, And whine aloud for mercy: Take him hence. From my cold heart let heaven engender hail, Thyr. Mark Antony,

And poison it in the source ; and the first stone Ant.

Tug him away: being whipp’d, Drop in my neck: as it determines, so Bring him again :- This Jack of Cæsar's shall Dissolve my life! The next Cæsarion smite! Bear us an errand to him.

Till, by degrees, the memory of my womb, [Exeunt Attendo with Thyrens. | Together with my brave Egyptians all, You were half blasted ere I knew you :-Ha! By the discandying of this pelleted storm, Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,

Lie graveless ; till the flies and gnats of Nile Forborne the getting of a lawful race,

Have buried them for prey ! And by a gem of women, to be abus'd

Ant.

I am satisfied: By one that looks on feeders?

Cæsar sits down in Alexandria ; where Cleo

Good my lord, - I will oppose his fate. Our force by land Ant. You have been a boggler ever :

Hath nobly held; our sever'd navy too But when we in our viciousness grow hard,

Have knit again, and fleet, threatning most sea-like. (O misery on't!) the wise gods seel our eyes ;

Where hast thou been, my heart?-Dost thou hear, In our own filth drop our clear judgements; make us

lady? Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut

If from the field I shall return once more To our confusion.

To kiss these lips, I will appear in blood; Cleo. 0, is it come to this?

I and my sword will earn'our 'chroniele; Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold, upan

There is hope in it yet. Dead Cæsar's trencher : nay, you were a fragment

Cleo.

That's my brave lord ! of Cneius Pompey's; besides what hotter hours,

Ant. I will be treble-sinewid, hearted, brenth'd, Unregister'd in vulgar fame, you have

And fight maliciously: for when mine hours Luxuriously pick‘d out:-For, I am sure,

Were nice and lucky, men did ransome lives Though you can guess what temperance should be

Of me for jests; but now, I'll set my teeth,
You know not what it is.

And send to darkness all that stop me.-Come,
Cleo.
Wherefore is this?

Let's have one other gaudy night: call to me
Ant. To let a fellow that will take rewards,

All my sad captains, fill our bowls ; once more And say, God quit you! be familiar with

Let's mock the midnight bell. My play fellow, your hand ; this kingly real,

It is my birth-day : And plighter of high hearts !-0, that I were I had thought, to have held it poor; but, since my lord Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar

Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra. The horned herd I for I have tavage cause ;

Ant. We'll yet do well. And to proclaim it civilly, were like

Cleo. Call all his noble captains to my lord. A halter'd neck, which does the hangman thank Ant. Do so, we'll speak to them; and to-night I'll For being yare about him.-Is he whipp'd ?

force

The wine peep through their scars.--Come on, my Reenter Attendants with Thyreus.

queen; 1 Atl. Soundly, my lord.

There's sup in't yet. The next time I do fight, Ant.

Cried he? and begg'd he pardon? I'll make death love me ; for I will contend 1 Att. He did ask favour.

Even with his pestilent scythe. Ant. If that thy father live, let him repent

[Exeunt Ant. Cleo. and Attenda Thou wast not made his daughter: and be thou sorry

Eno. Now he'll out-stare the lightning. To be fu

rious, To follow Cæsar in bis triumph, since Thou hast been whópp'd for following him: henceforth, Is

, to be frighted out of fear; and in that mood, The white hand of a lady fever thee,

The dove will peck the estridge; and I seo still, Shake thon to look on't.-Get thee back to Cæsar,

A diminution in our captain's brain Tell bim thy entertainment: Look, thou say,

Restores his heart. When valour preys on reason, He makes me angry with him: for he seems

It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek

[Erit. Proud and disdainful ; harping on what I am;

Some way to leave him.
Not what he knew I was: he makes me angry;
And at this time most easy 'tis to do't;
When my good stars, that were my former guidos,

ACT IV,
Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires
Into the abysm of hell. If he mislike

SCENE 1.-Casar's Camp at Alexandria. Enter
My speech, and what is done; tell him, he has
Hipparchus, my enfranchis'd bondman, whoin

Cesar, reading a letter; Agrippa, Mecænas, and

otlucrs. He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture, As he shall like, to quit ine: Urge it thou :

(rsar. Hence, with thy stripes, begone. [Exit Thyreus. HE calls me boy; and chides, as he had power Cleo.

Have you done yet? To beat me out of Egypt: my messenger Ant. Alack, our terrene moon

He hath whipp'd with rols; dares me to personal Is now eclips d; and it portends alone

combat, The fall of Antony !

Cesar to Antony: Let the old ruffian know,

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Cleo.

Soldiers,

List, ligt!

I have many other ways to die; mean time,
Laugh at his challenge.
Mec.

Caesar must think,
When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted
Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now
Make boot of his distraction: Never anger
Made good guard for itself.
Cæs.

Let our best heads
Know, that to-morrow the last of many battles
We mean to fight :-Within our files there are
of those that servd Mark Antony but late,
Enough to fetch him in. See it be done ;
And feast the army: we bave store to do't,
And they have carn d the waste. Poor Antony!

[Exeunt. SCENE 11.- Alexandria. A Room in the Palace.

Enter Autony, Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Charmian,
Iras, Alexas, and others.
Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius.
Eno.

No.
Ant. Why should he not?

Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,
He is twenty men to one.
Ant.

Tomorrow, soldier,
By sea and land I'll fight: or I will live,
Or bathe my dying honour in the blood
Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight wel?

Eno. I'll strike; and cry, Take all.
Ant.

Well said ; come on.Call forth my household servants; let's tonight,

Enter Servants. Be bounteous at our meal.-Give me thy hand, Thou hast been rightly honest ;-so last thou :And thou ;-and thou, and thou :-you have servd

me well, And kings bave been your fellows. Cleo.

What means this? Eno. [Aside.] 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which

sorrow shoots Out of the mind. Ant.

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.
Sero.

The gods forbid !
Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-rlight:
Scant not my cups; and make as much ot' me,
As when mine empire was your fellow too,
And suffer'd my command.
Cleo.

What does he mean?
Eno. To make his followers weep.
Ant.

Tend me to-night;
May be, it is the period of your duty;
Haply, you shall not see me more; or if,
A maogled shadow: perchance, to-morrow
You'll serve another master.

I look on you,
As one that takes his leave. Mine bonest friends,
I turn you not away; but. like a masur
Married to your good service, stay till cieath:
Tend me tonight two hours, I ask no more,
And the gods yield you for*t !
Eno.

What mean you, sir,
To give them this discomfort? Luuli, they werp;
And I, an ass, am onios;d: for slame,
Transform us not to women.
Ant.

Ho, ho, ho!
Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus !
Grace grow where those drops ía!!! My beariş friends,

You take me in too dolorous a sense :
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 SCENE III.-The same. Before the Palace. Enter

two Soldiers to their Guard. '1 Sold. Brother, good-night : tomorrow is the day.

2 Sold. It will determine one way: fare you well. Heard you of nothing strange about the streets ?

| Sold. Nothing: What news? 2 Soid.

Belike, 'tis but a rumour: Good night to you. 1 Sold.

Well, sir, good night.

Enter tro other Soldiers, 2 Sold. Have careful watch. 3 Sold.

And you : Good might, good night [The first two place themselves at their posts. 4 Sold. Here we: [They take their posts.] and if ton

morrow Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope Our landmen will stand up. 3 Soidl.

'Tis a brave army, And full of purpose,

[Music y hautboys under the stage 4 Sold.

Peace, what noise ?
1 Solrd.
2 Sold. Hark!
1 Sold. Music i'the air.
3 Sold.

Under the tarth.
4 Sold.

It signs well Does't not?

3 Sold No.
1 Sold.

Peace, I say. What should this mean? 2 Sold. 'Tis the goddlercules, whom Antony lord Now leaves him. 1 Sold.

Walk ; let's see if other watermen Do hear what we do. [They advance to another part 2 Sold.

How now, masters ?
Sold.

How Dow? Huw now? do you hear this?

[Several speaking tegar. 1 Sold.

Ay; is't not strange? 3 Sold. Do you hear, masters ? do you hear?

1 Sold. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter ; Let's see how 'twill give off. Sold. (Several speaking.! Content: 'Tis strange

[E.reunt. SCENE IV. The same. A Room in the Palace. Es

ter Antony and Cleopatra : Charmian, and etherin
attending
Ant. Eros! mine armour, Eros !
Cleo.
ini. No, my chuck.-Eros, come; mine arnau,
Eros!

Enier Eros, with Armour.
Come, my food fellow, put thine iron on :
If fortune be not ours toulay, it is
Because we brave her.-Come.
Cleo.

Nay, I'll help too.
What's this for?

Ab, let be, let be! thou art
The armourer of my heart:-False false; this, thus.

Cleo, Sooth, la, l'll help: Thus it must be

Sleep a lule

Well, well

We shall thrive now.-Seest thou, my good fellow? SCENE V1.-Cæsar's Camp before Alexandrit. Flour. Go, put on thy defences.

ish. Enter Cæsar, with Agrippa, Epobarbus, and Eros. Briefly, sir.

others. Cleo. Is not this buckled well?

Cæs. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight: Rarely, rarely:

Our will is, Antony be took alive; He that unbuckles this, till we do please

Make it so known. To doff't for our repose, shall hear a storm.

Cesar, I shall. (Exit Agri Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen's a squire

Cæs. The time of universal peace is near :
More tight at this, than thou: Despatch.- O love,
That thou couldst see my wars to-day, and knew'st

Prove this a prosperous day, the thrue-nook'd world

Shall bear the olive freely,
The royal occupation! thou shouldst see

Enter a Messenger.
Eiter an Oficer, armcıl.

Mes.

Antony A workman in't Good-morrow to thee; welcome:

Is come into the field. 'Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge :

Cæs.

Go, charge Agrippa
To business that we love, we rise betime,

Plant those that have revolted in the van,
And go to it with delight.
1 001:
A thousand, sir,

That Antony may seem to spend his fury
Early though it be, hare on their riveted trim,

Upon himself. [Pavunt Cæsar and his train. And at the port expect yoll.

Eno. Alexas did revolt ; and went to Jewry,

On affairs of Antony; there did persuade
[Shout. Trumpets. Flourish.

Great Herod to incline himself to Cæsar,
Enter other Oficers and Soldiers.

And leave his master Antony : for this pains, 2 0ff. The morn is fair.-Good-morrow, general. Caesar hath hang'd him. Canidius, and the rest All. Good-morrow, general.

That fell away, have entertainment, but Ant.

'Tis well blown, lads. No honourable trust. I have done ill; This morning, like the spirit of a youth

Of which I do accuse myself so sorely, That means to be of note, begins betimes.

That I will joy no more. So, so; Come, give me that: this way; well said.

Enter a Soldier of Cæsar’s. Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me:

Sold.

Enobarbus, Antony This is a soldier's kiss ; rebukable,

(Kisses her.

Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with And worthy shameful check it were, to stand

His bounty overplus: The messenger On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee

Came on my guard ; and at thy tent is now, Now, like a man of steel.--You, that will fight,

Unloading of his mules. Follow me close ; I'll bring you to't.--Adieu.

Eno.

I give it you.
[E.reunt Ant. Eros, Officers and Soldiers.

Sold. Mock me not, Enobarbus.
Char. Please you, retire to your charuber?
Cleo.

Lead me.

I tell you true: Best that you saf'd the bringer

Out of the host; I must attend mine office,
He
goes
forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might

Or would have done't myself. Your emperor
Determine this great war in single fight!
Then, Antony,-But now,-Well, on.

[Exit Sold.
Continues still a Jore.
(Exeunt.

E110. I am alone the villain of the earth,

And feel I am so most. O Antony, SCENE V.-Antony's Camp near Alexandria. Trumpets sound. Enter Antony and Eros ; a Soldier

Thou mine of bounty, how would'st thou have paid

My better service, when my turpitude meeting them.

Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my heart : Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony; If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean Ant. 'Would, thou and those thy scars had once pre Shall out-strike thought; but thought will do't, I feel. vaila

I fight against thee !-No: I will go seek To make me fight at land !

Some ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits Sold. Hadst thou done so, My latter part of life.

[Exit. The kings that have revolted, and the soldier That has this morning left thee, would bave still SCENE FII.-Field of Battle between the Camps. Follow'd thy heels.

Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter Agrippa, Ant. Who's gone this morning ?

and others. Sold.

Who?

Agr. Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far: One ever near thee: Call for Enobarbus,

Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp Exceeris what we expected.

[Exeunt. Say, I am none of thine. Ant. What say'st thou ?

Alarum. Enter Antony, and Scarus wounded. Sold.

Sir,

Scar. O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed! He is with Czesar.

Had we done so at first, we bad driven them home Sir, his chests and treasure

With clouts about their heads. He has not with him.

Ant.

Thou bleed'st apace. Ant. Is be gone?

Scar. I had a wound here that was like a T, Sold.

Most certain

But now 'tis made an H. Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after ; do it ;

Ant.

They do retire. Detain no jot, I charge thee: Write to him

Scar. We'll beat 'em into benclrholes: I have yet (I will subscribe) gentle adieus, and greetings:

Room for six scotches more. Say, that I wish he never find more cause

Enter Eros. To change a master.-0, my fortunes have

Eros. They are beaten, sir; and our advantage serves Corrupted bonest med :-Eros, despatch. [Excunt. For a fair victory.

Eros.

Ant.

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Star.
Let us score their backs,

Eng. Be witness to ne, o thou blessed moon,
And snatch 'em up, as we take hans, behind; When men revolted shall upon record
Tis sport to maul a runner.

Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did
I will reward thee Before thy face repent! -
Once for thy spritely comfort, and ten-fold

1 Sold.

Enobarbus! For thy good valour. Come thee on.

3 Sold. Peace; Scar. I'll halt after. (Exeunt. || Hark further.

Eno. O sovereign mistress of true melancholy, SCENE VIII-Under the Walls of Alexandria. A.

The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me; Larum. Enter Antony, marching ; Scarus, and

That life, a very rebel to my will, Forces.

May lang no longer on me : Throw my heart Ant. We have beat him to his camp; Run one be Against the flint and hardness of my fault; fore,

Whicht, being dried with grief, will break to powder,
And let the queen know of our guests.---To-morrow, And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony,
Before the sun shall see us, we'll spill the blood Nobler than my revolt is infamous,
That has to-day eseap'd. I thank you all ;

Forgive me in thine own particular;
Far doughty-handed are you ; and have fought But let the world rank me in register
Not as you serv'd the cause, but as it had been A master-leaver, and a fugitive:
Eaela man's like mine ; you have shown all Hectors. O Antony! O Antony !
Enter the city, elíp your wives, your friends,

2 Sold.

Let's speak Tell them your feats; whilst they with joyful tears To him. Was the congealment from your wounds, and kiss I Sold. Let's hear him, for the things be peaks The bomour'd gashes whole.--Give me thy hand; May concern Cæsar.

[To Scarus 3 Sold.

Let's do so. But le skeeps Enter Cleopatra, attended.

1 Sold. Swoons racher; for so bad a prayer as bis To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts,

Was never yet for sleeping. Make ber thanks bless thee.- thou day o'tlre world, 2 Sold.

Go we to him Chain mine arm'd neck; leap thou, mtire and all, 3 Sold. Awake, awake, sir ; speak to us. Through proof of barness to my heart, and there 2 Sold.

Hear you, sir? Ride on the pants triumphing.

1 Sold. The hand of death bath raught him. Hart, Clean Lord of lonts !

the drums

[Drumus afot of O infinite virtue! com'st thou smiling from

Demurely wake the sleepers: Let us bear him The world's great snare uncaught?

To the court of guard; he is of note: our bour Ant.

My nightingale, Is fully out. We bare beat them to their beds. What, girl? though 3 Sold. Come on then ; pey

He may recover yet.

(Exeunt with the body, Do something mingle with our brown; yet have we A hain that nourishes our nerves, and can

SCENE X.-Between the two Camps. Enter Antony Ger goal for goal of yonth. Behold this man ;

and Scarus, with Forces, marching. Comead onto his lips thy favouring hand ;

Ant. Their preparation is today by sea; Kiss it, my warrior :-He hath fought today,

We please them not by land. As if a god, in late of mankind, had

Scar.

For both, my lor. Destsug'd in such a shape.

Ant. I would, they'd fight i'the fire, or in the air; Clen

I'll give thee, friend, We'd fight there too. But this it is; Our foot An anaour all of gold; it was a king's

Upon the hills adjoining to the city
Ant. Be lias deserx'd it, were it carbuncled Shall stay with us: order for sea is given ;
Like holy Phoebus' car.-Give ine thy hand;

They have put forth the haven: Further on,
Theroagh Alexandria make a jolly march ;

Where their appointment we may best discover, Bear per hack'd targets like the men that owe them: And look on their endeavour.

[Estuut Had our great palace the capacity

Enter Cæsar, and his forces, marking. To camp this host, we all woull sup together; And drink carouses to the next day's fate,

Cæs. But being charg'd, we will be still by land, Which promises royal perik-Trumpeters,

Which, as I take't, we shall; for his best force With bazen din blast you the city's ear;

Is forth to man kis galleys. To the vales,

[Ezen Make mingle with our rattling taborines;

And hold our best advantage. That heaven and earth may strike their sounds to

Re-enter Antony and Searus. greber,

Ant. Yet they're not join'd: Where yonder pise Applauding our approach.

(Eseunt.

does stand,

I shall discover all: I'll bring thee word
SCENE IX.-Caesar's Camp. Sentine's on their post. Straight, how 'tis like to go
Enter Enobarbus.

Scar.

Swallows have built 1 Sold. If we be not reliev'd within this hour, In Cleopatra's sails their nests: the angurers Ve snust return to the court of guard : The night Say, they know not,--they cannot tell ;-look grimly, Is slainy; and, they say, we shall embattle

And dare not speak their knowledge. Antany By the second hour i’the morn.

Is valiant, and dejected; and, by starts, 2 Sold.

This last day was

His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear, A shrewd one to us.

of what he has, and has not. Eno. O, bear me witness, night,

(Alarum afar off, as at a reafiga. 3 Sold. Wat man is this?

Reenter Antony, 2 Sald, Stand close, and list to him.

AU is lost;

[Erit.

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