Iras. Amen. Dear goddess, hear that prayer of the people! for, as it is a heart-breaking to see a handsome man loose-wived, so it is a deadly sorrow to behold a foul knave uncuckolded : Therefore, dear Isis, keep decorum, and fortune him accordingly. Char. Amen. Alex. Lo, now! if it lay in their hands to make me a cuckold, they would make themselves whores but they'd do 't. Eno. Hush, here comes Antony. Char. Not he; the queen. Enter CLEOPATRA. Cleo. Saw you my lord? Eno. No, lady. Cleo. Was he not here? Char. No, madam. Cleo. He was dispos'd to mirth; but on the sudden A Roman thought hath struck him.-Enobarbus, -Eno. Madam. Cleo. Seek him, and bring him hither. Where's Alexas? Alex. Here, at your service.-My lord approaches. Enter ANTONY, with a Messenger, and Attendants. Mess. Fulvia thy wife first came into the field. Mess. Ay: But soon that war had end, and the time's state Made friends of them, jointing their force 'gainst Cæsar; Whose better issue in the war, from Italy, Ant. Well, what worst? Mess. The nature of bad news infects the teller. Ant. When it concerns the fool, or coward.—On : Things that are past are done with me.-'T is thus : Who tells me true, though in his tale lie death, I hear him as he flatter'd. Mess. Labienus (This is stiff news) hath, with his Parthian force, Extended Asia from Euphrates; His conquering banner shook from Syria To Lydia and to Ionia; Whilst Ant. Antony, thou would'st say,- O, my lord! Ant. Speak to me home, mince not the general tongue; Name Cleopatra as she 's call'd in Rome : [Exit. Ant. From Sicyon how the news? Speak there. I Att. The man from Sicyon.--Is there such an one? Let him appear. 2 Att. He stays upon your will. Ant. These strong Egyptian fetters I must break, Enter another Messenger. Or lose myself in dotage.-What are you? 2 Mess. Fulvia thy wife is dead. Ant. Where died she? 2 Mess. In Sicyon : Ant. Her length of sickness, with what else more serious The opposite of itself; she's good, being gone; Enter ENOBARBUS. Eno. What's your pleasure, sir? Ant. I must with haste from hence. Eno. Why, then, we kill all our women: We see how mortal an unkindness is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word. Ant. I must be gone. Eno. Under a compelling occasion, let women die: It were pity to cast them away for nothing; though, between them and a great cause, they should be esteemed nothing. Cleopatra, catching but the least noise of this, dies instantly; I have seen her die twenty times upon far poorer moment : I do think there is mettle in death, which commits some loving act upon her, she hath such a celerity in dying. Ant. She is cunning past man's thought. Eno. Alack, sir, no; her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love: We cannot call her winds and waters, sighs and tears; they are greater storms and tempests than almanacks can report this cannot be cunning in her; if it be, she makes a shower of rain as well as Jove. Ant. 'Would I had never seen her! Eno. O, sir, you had then left unseen a wonderful piece of work; which not to have been blessed withal, would have discredited your travel. Ant. Fulvia is dead. Eno. Sir? Ant. Fulvia is dead. Eno. Fulvia? Ant. Dead. Eno. Why, sir, give the gods a thankful sacrifice. When it pleaseth their deities to take the wife of a man from him, shows to man the tailors of the earth; comforting therein, that when old robes are worn out there are members to make new. If there were no more women but Fulvia, then had you indeed a cut, and the case to be lamented; this grief is crowned with consolation; your old smock brings forth a new petticoat :-and, indeed, the tears live in an onion that should water this sorrow. Ant. The business she hath broached in the state Cannot endure my absence. Eno. And the business you have broached here cannot be without you; especially that of Cleopatra's, which wholly depends on your abode. Ant. No more light answers. Let our officers Have notice what we purpose. I shall break The cause of our expedience to the queen, Upon his son; who high in name and power, Which, like the courser's hair, hath yet but life, Our quick remove from hence. I shall do't. [Exeunt. Cleo. See where he is, who's with him, what he does : I did not send you :-If you find him sad, Say I am dancing; if in mirth, report That I am sudden sick: Quick, and return. [Exit ALEXAS. Char. Madam, methinks, if you did love him dearly, You do not hold the method to enforce The like from him. Cleo. Cleo. Thou teachest like a fool: the way to lose him. Char. Tempt him not so too far: I wish, forbear; In time we hate that which we often fear. Enter ANTONY. I am sick and sullen. But here comes Antony. Cleo. pose. Cleo. Help me away, dear Charmian, I shall fall; It cannot be thus long, the sides of nature Will not sustain it. Ant. Now, my dearest queen, What's the matter? Cleo. Pray you, stand farther from me. What says the married woman?--You may go; I have no power upon you; hers you are. So mightily betray'd! O, never was there queen Yet, at the first, I saw the treasons planted. Ant. Cleopatra,— Cleo. Why should I think you can be mine, and true, Though you in swearing shake the throned gods, Ant. But bid farewell, and go: when you sued staying, Then was the time for words: No going then ;Eternity was in our lips and eyes; Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor, But was a race of heaven: They are so still, Or thou, the greatest soldier of the world, Art turn'd the greatest liar. Ant. How now, lady! Cleo. I would I had thy inches; thou should'st know There were a heart in Egypt. Hear me, queen : Ant. Our services a while; but my full heart Shines o'er with civil swords: Sextus Pompeius Equality of two domestic powers Breeds scrupulous faction: The hated, grown to strength, Are newly grown to love: the condemned Pompey, Into the hearts of such as have not thriv'd Is Fulvia's death. Cleo. Though age from folly could not give me freedom, |