Kiss it, my warrior: he hath fought to-day As if a god, in hate of mankind, had Destroy'd in such a shape. CLEOPATRA I'll give thee, friend, An armour all of gold; it was a king's. MARK ANTONY He has deserved it, were it carbuncled Like holy Phoebus' car. Give me thy hand:
Through Alexandria make a jolly march;
Bear our hack'd targets like the men that owe them:
Had our great palace the capacity To camp this host, we all would sup together, And drink carouses to the next day's fate, Which promises royal peril. Trumpeters, With brazen din blast you the city's ear;Make mingle with rattling tabourines;
That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together, Applauding our approach.
Exeunt SCENE IX. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's camp. Sentinels at their post First Soldier If we be not relieved within this hour, We must return to the court of guard: the night Is shiny; and they say we shall embattle By the second hour i' the morn. Second Soldier This last day was A shrewd one to's.
Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS O, bear me witness, night,-- Third Soldier What man is this? Second Soldier Stand close, and list him. DOMITIUS 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! First Soldier Enobarbus! Third Soldier Peace!
Hark further. DOMITIUS 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 Second Soldier Let's speak To him. First Soldier Let's hear him, for the things he speaks May concern Caesar. Third Soldier Let's do so. But he sleeps. First Soldier Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his Was never yet for sleep. Second Soldier Go we to him. Third Soldier Awake, sir, awake; speak to us. Second Soldier Hear you, sir? First Soldier The hand of death hath raught him.
Drums afar off Hark! the drums Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him To the court of guard; he is of note: our hour Is fully out. Third Soldier Come on, then;He may recover yet.
Exeunt with the body SCENE X. Between the two camps. Enter MARK ANTONY and SCARUS, with their Army MARK ANTONY Their preparation is to-day by sea;We please them not by land. SCARUS For both, my lord. MARK ANTONY I would they'ld fight i' the fire or i'
the air;
We'ld 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 SCENE XI. Another part of the same. Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, and his Army OCTAVIUS CAESAR But being charged, 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 SCENE XII. Another part of the same. Enter MARK ANTONY and SCARUS MARK 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 MARK ANTONY MARK 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 revenged 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;Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end,--Like a right gipsy, hath, at fast and loose, Beguiled me to the very heart of loss.
What, Eros, Eros!
Enter CLEOPATRA
Ah, thou spell! Avaunt! CLEOPATRA Why is my lord enraged against his love? MARK ANTONY Vanish, or I shall give thee thy deserving, And blemish Caesar's triumph. Let him take thee, And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians:
Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot Of all thy ***; most monster-like, be shown For poor'st diminutives, for doits; and let Patient Octavia plough thy visage up With her prepared nails.
Exit CLEOPATRA
'Tis well thou'rt gone, If it be well to live; but better 'twere Thou fell'st into my fury, for one death Might have prevented many. Eros, ho!
The shirt of Nessus is upon me: teach me, Alcides, thou mine ancestor, thy rage:
Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o' the moon;And with those hands, that grasp'd the heaviest club, Subdue my worthiest self. The witch shall die:
To the young Roman boy she hath sold me, and I fall Under this plot; she dies for't. Eros, ho!
Exit SCENE XIII. Alexandria. Cleopatra's palace. Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and MARDIAN CLEOPATRA Help me, my women! O, he is more mad Than Telamon for his shield; the boar of Thessaly Was never so emboss'd. CHARMIAN To the monument!
There lock yourself, and send him word you are dead.
The soul and body rive not more in parting Than greatness going off. CLEOPATRA To the monument!
Mardian, go tell him I have slain myself;Say, that the last I spoke was 'Antony,'
