2 Sold. Belike 'tis but a rumour; good-night to you. 1 Sold. Well,Sir,good-night.[They meet with other Soldiers. 2 Sold. Soldiers, have careful watch.

1 Sold. And you; good-night, good-night.

[They place themselves in every corner of the flage.

2 Sold. Here we; and if to-morrow

Our navy thrive, I have an abfolute hope

Our landmen will stand up.

I Sold. 'Tis a brave army, and full of purpose.

[Mufick of the hautboys is under the stage.

2 Sold. Peace, what noife?

1 Sold. Lift, lift!

2 Sold. Hark!

1 Sold. Mufick i' th' air. 3 Sold. Under the earth. It figns well, do's it not? 2 Sold. No.

1 Sold. Peace I fay: what fhould this mean? 2 Sold. 'Tis the God Hercules, who loved Antony, Now leaves him.

1 Sold. Walk, let's fee if other watchmen

Do hear what we do.

2 Sold. How now, masters?

Omnes. How now? how now? do you hear this? 1 Sold. Is't not strange?

3 Sold. Do you hear, mafters? do you hear?

I Sold. Follow the noife fo far as we have quarter, Let's fee how 'twill give off.

Omnes. Content: 'tis ftrange.

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Cleopatra's Palace.

[Exeunt.

IV.

Enter Antony and Cleopatra, with others.

Ant. Ros, mine armour, Eros.

Cleo. Sleep a little.

Ant. No, my chuck: Eros, come, mine armour, Eros.

VOL. V.

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Enter

Enter Eros.

Come, my good fellow, put mine iron on;
If fortune be not ours to-day, it is,
Because we brave her. Come.

5 'Cleo. Nay, I'll help too.

Ant. What's this for? ah, let be, let be, thou art The armourer of my heart; falfe, falfe; this, this. Cleo. Sooth-la I'll help: thus it must be.

Ant. Well, well,

We shall thrive now. See'ft thou, my good fellow ? Go put on thy defences.

67 Eros. Briefly, Sir.

Cleo. Is not this buckled well?

Ant. 'Oh! rarely,`rarely:

He that unbuckles this, 'till we do please
To doff't for our repofe, fhall hear a ftorm.
Thou fumbleft, Eros, and my Queen's a Squire
More tight at this than thou; difpatch. O'love!
That thou could'ft fee my wars to-day, and knew'st
The royal occupation; thou fhould'st see

A workman in't.

Enter an armed Soldier.

Good-morrow to thee, welcome;

Thou look'ft like him that knows a warlike charge:
To bufinefs that we love we rife betime,

And go to't with delight.

Sold. A thoufand, Sir,

Early though't be, have on their riveted trim,

And at the port expect you.

[Shout. Trumpets flourish.

Enter Captains and Soldiers.

Cap. The morn is fair: good-morrow, General.

All. Good-morrow, General.

5 Cleo. Nay I'll help too, Antony.

What's, &c.

6 Eno.

7 Rarely,

Ant.

Ant. 'Tis well blown, lads!

This morning, like the fpirit of a youth
That means to be of note, begins betimes.
So, fo; come, give me that.

this way well faid.
Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me,
This is a foldier's kifs: rebukeable,
And worthy fhameful check it were, to stand
On more mechanick compliment; I'll leave thee
Now, like a man of steel. You that will fight,
Follow me close, I'll bring you to't: adieu.

Char. Pleafe 'you retire to your chamber?
Cleo. Lead me:

[Exeunt.

He goes forth gallantly: That he and Cæfar might
Determine this great war in fingle fight!

Then Antony

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but now well, on.

[Exeunt.

V.

SCENE

A Camp.

Trumpets found. Enter Antony and Eros: an old Soldier meeting them.

2 'Sold.` THE Gods make this a happy day to Antony! Ant. Would thou and thofe thy fcars had once prevail'd

To make me fight at land!

Eros. Hadft thou done fo,

The Kings that have revolted, and the foldier
That has this morning left thee, would have ftill
Follow'd thy heels.

Ant. Who's gone this morning?

Eros. Who?

One ever near thee. Call for Enobarbus,

He shall not hear thee, or from Cafar's camp

Say, I am none of thine.

Ant. What fay't thou?

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Sold.

8 you to retire

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Eros.

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Sold. Sir,

He is with Cafar.

Eros. Sir, his chefts and treasure

He has not with him.

Ant. Is he gone?

Sold. Moft certain.

Ant. Go, Eros, fend his treasure after, do it,
Detain no jot, I charge thee: write to him,
I will fubfcribe gentle adieus, and greetings:
Say, that I wish he never find more cause
To change a master. Oh, my fortunes have
Corrupted honeft men! difpatch, my Eros.

SCENE VI.
Cæfar's Camp.

[Exeunt.

Enter Cæfar, Agrippa, with Enobarbus, and Dolabella.

Caf. GO forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight:

Our will is, Antony be took alive;

Make it fo known.

Agr. Cæfar, I fhall.

Caf. The time of univerfal peace is near;

Prove this a profp'rous day, the three-nook'd world
Shall bear the olive freely.

Enter a Messenger.

Mef. Mark Antony is come into the field.

Caf. Go, charge, Agrippa;

Plant thofe that have revolted in the van,
That Antony may feem to fpend his fury

Upon himself.

Eno. Alexas did revolt, and went to Jewry on

Affairs of Antony; there did perfwade

Great Herod to incline himself to Cæfar,

And leave his mafter Antony. For his pains

[Exeunt.

Cafar hath hang'd him: Canidius and the reft
That fell away have entertainment, but
No honourable truft: I have done ill,
Of which I do accufe my felf fo forely,
That I will joy no more.

Enter a Soldier of Cæfar.

Sold. Anobarbus, Antony

Hath after thee fent all thy treasure, with
His bounty over-plus. The meffenger
Came on my guard, and at thy tent is now
Unloading of his mules.

Eno. I give it you.

Sold. Mock me not, Enobarbus,

I tell you true: beft you fee fafe the bringer
Out of the hoft: I must attend mine office,
Or would have don't my felf. Your Emperor
Continues ftill a Jove.

Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth,
And feel I am fo moft. Oh Antony,

Thou mine of bounty, how wouldft thou have paid
My better service, when my turpitude

[Exit.

Thou doft fo crown with gold! This bows my heart;
If fwift thought break it not, a swifter mean

Shall out-ftrike thought; but thought will do't, I feel.
I fight against thee! no, I will go feek
Some ditch, where I may die; the foul'ft beft fits
My latter part of life.

[Exit.

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VII.

Before the Walls of Alexandria.

Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter Agrippa.

Agr. REtire, we have engag'd our felves too far:
Cæfar himself has work, 'our oppofition

Exceeds what we expected.

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[Exit. Alarum.

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