Can. Marcus Octavius, Marcus Jufteius,
Publicola, and Cælius, are for fea :

But we keep whole by land. This speed of Cæfar's
Carries beyond belief.

Sold. While he was yet in Rome,

His power went out in fuch distractions 3, as
Beguil'd all fpies.

Can. Who's his lieutenant, hear you?
Sold. They fay, one Taurus.

Can. Well I know the man.

Enter a Meffenger.

Mef. The emperor calls Canidius.

Can. With news the time's with labour; and throws

forth,

Each minute, some.

SCENE VIII.

A Plain near A&tium.

[Exeunt.

Enter CESAR, TAURUS, Officers, and Others.

Caf. Taurus,—

Taur. My lord.

7

Caf. Strike not by land; keep whole: provoke not

battle,

Till we have done at fea. Do not exceed

The prefcript of this fcrowl: Our fortune lies

Upon this jump.

In

Enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS

[Exeunt.

Ant. Set we our squadrons on yon' fide o' the hill, eye of Cæfar's battle; from which place We may the number of the ships behold,

And fo proceed accordingly.

[Exeunt.

Enter CANIDIUS, marching with his land army one way over the ftage; and TAURUS, the lieutenant of Cæfar, the other way. After their going in, is heard the noife of a fea-fight.

Alarum. Re-enter ENOBARBUS. Eno. Naught, naught, all naught! I can behold no longer:

3 Detachments; feparate bodies.

The

The Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral,

With all their fixty, fly, and turn the rudder;
To fee't, mine eyes are blafted.

Enter SCARUS.

Scar. Gods, and goddeffes,

All the whole fynod of them!
Eno. What's thy passion?

Scar. The greater cantle 5 of the world is loft
With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away
Kingdoms and provinces.

Eno. How appears the fight?

Scar. On our fide like the token'd' peftilence,
Where death is fure. Yon' ribald-rid nag of Egypt,
Whom leprofy o'ertake?! i' the midft o' the fight,-
When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd,

Both as the fame, or rather ours the elder,-
The brize upon her, like a cow in June,
Hoifts fails, and flies.

Eno. That I beheld:

Mine eyes did ficken at the fight, and could not
Endure a further view.

Scar. She once being loof'd,

The noble ruin of her magic, Antony,

Claps on his fea-wing, and like a doating mallard,
Leaving the fight in height, flies after her:

I never faw an action of such shame;

Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before
Did violate fo itself.

Eno. Alack, alack!

Enter CANIDIUS.

Can. Our fortune on the fea is out of breath,

4 which Plutarch fays, was the name of Cleopatra's fhip.

And

5 Cantle is a corner. Cæfar in this play mentions the three-nook'd world. Of this triangular world every triumvir had a corner.

6 Spotted.

The death of thofe vifited by the plague was certain, when particular eruptions appear'd on the skin; and thefe were called God's tokens. 7 Leprofy, an epidemical diftemper of the Egyptians.

8The brize is the gad-fly.

To loof is to bring a ship close to the wind.

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And finks moft lamentably. Had our general
Been what he knew himself, it had gone well:
O, he has given example for our flight,
Moft grofsly, by his own.

Fno. Ay, are you thereabouts? Why then, good night

Indeed.

Can. Towards Peloponnefus are they fled.

Scar. 'Tis eafy to't; and there I will attend What further comes.

Can. To Cæfar will I render

My legions, and my horfe; fix kings already
Shew me the way of yielding.

Eno. I'll yet follow

[afide.

The wounded chance of Antony1, though my reason
Sits in the wind against me.

[Exeunt.

Enter ANTONY, and Attendants.

Ant. Hark, the land bids me tread no more upon't,
It is afham'd to bear me !-Friends, come hither;
I am fo lated in the world2, that I

Have loft my way for ever:-I have a ship
Laden with gold; take that, divide it; fly,
And make your peace with Cæfar.

Att. Fly! not we.

Ant. I have fled myself; and have inftructed cowards To run, and fhew their fhoulders.- Friends, be gone; I have myself refolv'd upon a course,

Which has no need of you; be gone:

My treasure's in the harbour, take it.-0,
I follow'd that I blush to look upon :

My very hairs do mutiny; for the white
Reprove the brown for rafhnefs, and they them

For fear and doating.-Friends, be gone; you shall

I am

1 The wounded chance of Antony, is a phrafe nearly of the fame import as the broken fortunes of Antony. So in the fifth Act:

"Or I fhall fhew the cinders of my fpirit,

"Through the ashes of my chance."

Alluding to a benighted traveller.

Have letters from me to fome friends, that will
Sweep your way for you: Pray you, look not fad,
Nor make replies of lothness: take the hint
Which my despair proclaims; let that be left
Which leaves itself: to the fea fide straightway:
I will poffefs you of that ship and treasure.
Leave me, I pray, a little: 'pray you now :-
Nay, do fo; for, indeed, I have loft command3,
Therefore I pray you :-I'll fee you by and by.

Enter EROS, and CLEOPATRA, led by CHARMIAN and
IRAS.

Eros. Nay, gentle madam, to him: -Comfort him.
Iras. Do, moft dear queen..

Char. Do! Why, what else?

Cleo. Let me fit down.

O Juno!

Iras. Madam; O good emprefs! -
Eros. Sir, fir,—

Ant. Yes, my lord, yes ;-He, at Philippi, kept
His fword even like a dancer 3; while I ftruck
The lean and wrinkled Caffius; and 'twas I,
That the mad Brutus ended he alone

:

Dealt on lieutenantry, and no practice had

3 He, at Philippi, kept

In

His fword even like a dancer ;-] He means that Cæfar never offered to draw his fword, but kept it in the fcabbard, like one whe dances with a sword on, which was formerly the custom in England, In All's Well that Ends Well, Bertram, lamenting that he is kept from the wars, fays,

"I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock,
"Creaking my fhoes on the plain masonry,
"Till honour be bought up, and no fword worn,

"But one to dance with."

4- be alone

Dealt on lieutenantry, I believe, means only,-fought by proxy, made war by his lieutenants, or, on the strength of his lieutenants.

In the life of Antony, Shakspeare found the following paffage : "they were always more fortunate when they made warre by their hieutenants, than by themselves ;"-which fully explains that before us.

In the brave fquares of war: Yet now-No matter.
Cleo. Ah, ftand by.

Eros. The queen, my lord, the queen.

Iras. Go to him, madam, speak to him; He is unquality'd with very fhame.

:-0!

Cleo. Well then,-Suftain me :

Eros. Moft noble fir, arife; the queen approaches; Her head's declin'd, and death will feize her; but Your comfort makes the rescue.

Ant. I have offended reputation;

A most unnoble fwerving.

Eros. Sir, the queen.

Ant. O, whither haft thou led me, Egypt? See,
How I convey my fhame out of thine eyes,
By looking back on what I have left behind
'Stroy'd in dishonour.

Cleo. O my lord, my lord!

Forgive my fearful fails! I little thought,
You would have follow'd.

Ant. Egypt, thou knew'ft too well,

My heart was to thy rudder ty'd by the ftrings",
And thou fhould't tow me after: O'er my fpirit
Thy full fupremacy thou knew'ft; and that'
Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods
Command me.

Cleo. O, my pardon.

Ant. Now I muft

To the young man fend humble treaties, dodge
And palter in the shifts of lowness; who

With half the bulk o' the world play'd as I pleas'd,
Making, and marring fortunes. You did know,
How much you were my conqueror; and that
My fword, made weak by my affection, would
Obey it on all cause.

Cleo. Pardon, pardon.

VOL. VI.

5 He is unfoldiered. Quality in Shakspeare's age was often used for profeffion.

How, by looking another way, I withdraw my ignominy from your fight. JOHNSON.

? That is, by the beart-firing.