Sold. A Thousand, Sir,

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

And at the port expect you.

[Shout. Trumpets flourish.

Enter Captains and Soldiers.

Capt. The morn is fair: good morrow, General!
All. Good morrow, General.!

Ant. 'Tis well blown, lads.

This morning, like the spirit 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 ftand
On more mechanic compliment : I'll leave thee
Now, like a man of fteel; You that will fight,
Follow me clofe, I'll bring you to't: Adieu. [Exeunt.
Ghar. Please you to retire to your chamber ?
Cleo. Lead me..

He goes forth gallantly: That he and Cæfar might
Determine this great war in single fight!
but now, well on.

Then, Antony,

--

SCENE IV. Changes to a Gamp.

[Exeunt.

Trumpets found. Enter Antony and Eros; a Soldier meeting them.

Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony! Ant. 'Would thou and those thy fcars had once pre-To make me fight at land!

Eros. Had thou done fo,

The Kings that have revolted, and the foldier

[vail'd

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 Cæfar's camp

Say, "I am none of thine."

Ant. What fay't thou?
Sold. Sir,

He is with Cæfar,

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 ita, Detain no jot, I charge thee: Write to him, I will fubfcribe gentle adieus and greetings: Say, that I wish he never find more caufe To change a mafter. Oh, my fortunes haye Corrupted honeft men! dispatch, my Eros. [Exeunt. SCENE Changes to Cafar's camp

Enter Cæfar, Agrippa, with Enobarbus, and Dolar. bella.

Caf. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight.

Our will is, Antony be took alive;

Make it fo known.

Agr. Cæfar, I fhall.

Gaf. The time of univerfal peace is near ;
Prove this a profperous day, the three-nook'd world
Shall bear the olive freely.

Enter a Meffenger.

-Me Mark Antony is come into the field.
Caf Go, charge, Agrippa;

Plant thofe that have revolted in the van,,
That Antony may seem to spend his fury

Upon himself,

1

[Exeunf,

Eno, Alexas did revolt, and went to Jew'ry on, Affairs of Antony; there did perfuade

Great Herod to incline himself to Cæfar,

And leave his mafter Antony. For this pains,
Cæfar hath hang'd him: Canidius, and the reft,
That fell away, have entertainment, but

No honourable trust : I have done ill,
Of which I do accufe myself to forely,

That I will joy no more.

Enter a Soldier of Cæfar's..

Sol. Enobarbus, Antony.

Hath after thee fent all thy treasure, with

His bounty over-plus. The messenger
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; belt you fee fafe the bringer

Out of the hoft; I must attend mine office,

Or would have done't myself. Your Emperor
Continues ftill a Jove.

Ano. I am alone the villain of the earth,

And feel I am so most. O Antony,

[Exit.

Thou mine of bounty, how would'st thou have paid My better, service, when my turpitude.

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.
Lfight against thee!No, I will go feek

Some ditch, where I may die; the foul'ft beft fits
My latter part of life.

[Exit.

SCENE VI. Before the walls of Alexandria. Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter Agrippa. Agr. Retise, we have engag'd ourselves too far: Cæfar himself has work, and our oppreffion * Exceeds what we expected.

[Exit:

Alarum. Enter Antony and Scarus wounded.

Scar. O my brave Emperor! this is fought indeed; Had we done fo at first, we had droven them home With clouts about their heads.

Ant. Thou bleed'ft apace.

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

But now 'tis made an H,

Ant. They do retire,

Scar. We'll beat 'em into bench-holes; I have yet Room for fix icotches more.

Enter Eros.

Eros. They're beaten, Sir, and our advantage ferves For a fair victory.

• Oppreffion for oppofition

Scar. Let us fcore their backs,

And fnatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind; 'Tis fport to maul a runner.

Ant. I will reward thee,

Once for thy fprightly comfort, and ten-fold

For thy good valour.

Scar. I'll halt after.

Come thee on.

[Exeunt.

Alarum. Enter Antony again in a march, Scarus with others.

Ant. We've beat him to his camp; run one before, And let the Queen know of our geits; to-morrow, Before the fun fhall fee's, we'll fpill the blood That has to day efcap'd. I thank you all ; For doughty handed are you, and have fought Not as you ferv'd my caufe, but as't had been Each man's like mine; you've thown yourselves all Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends, [Hedors.. Tell them your feats, whilft they with joyful tears Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss The honour'd gafhes whole. Give me thy hand.

Enter Cleopatra.

[To Scarus.

"To this great faiery * I'll commend thy acts, "Make her thanks bless thee. O thou day o'th' world, "Chain mine arm'd neck; leap thou, attire and all, "Through proof of harness, to my heart, and there "Ride on the pants triumphing,

Cleo. Lord of Lords!

Oh, infinite virtue ! com'ft thou fmiling from "The world's great fnare uncaught?

Ant. My nightingale !

We've beat them to their beds. What! girl, tho* gray
Do fomething mingle with our younger brown, yet ha'we
A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can

Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man,.
Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand;
Kifs it, my warrior; he hath fought to-day,
"As if a god in hate of mankind had

• Faiery for inchantress; in which fenfe the word is often ufed: in the old romances..

"Destroyed in such a shape,

Cleo I'll give thee, friend,

An armour all of gold; it was a king's.

Ant. He has deferv'd 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 hoft, we would all fup together;
And drink caroufes to the next day's fate,
Which promises royal peril. Trumpeters,
With brazen din blast you the city's ear,
Make mingle with our rattling tabourines,

That heav'n and earth may flrike their founds together,
Applauding our approach.

[Exeunt.

SCENE VII. Changes to Cafar's camp.

Enter a Centry, and Bis company. Enobarbus follows.
Cent. If we be not relieved within this hour,
We must return to th' court of guard; the night
Is fhiny, and they fay we fhall embattle

By th' fecond hour i' th' morn.

1 Watch. This last day was a fhrewd one to's. Eno. O bear me witness, night!

2 Watch. What man is this?

1 Watch. Stand clofe, and lift him.

Eno. Be witnefs to me, O thou bleffed moon,

When men revolted fhall upon record

Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did

Before thy face repent.

Cent. Enobarbus?

3 Watch. Peace; hark further.

Eno. Oh fovereign miftrefs of true melancholy, "The poisonous damp of night difpunge 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. Oh Antony,

Nobler than my revolt is infamous,

Forgive me in thine own particular;