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Quarter'd the world, and o'er green Neptune's back,
Eros. The Gods with-hold me !
Eros. I would not see't.
Ant. Come then; for with a wound I must be cur'd. Draw that thy honeft sword, which thou hast worn Moft useful for thy Country.
Eros. Oh, Sir, pardon me.
Eros. Turn from me then chat noble countenance,
[Turning from bim. Eros. My sword is drawn. Ant. Then let it do at once
The thing why thou hast drawn it.
Eros. My dear Master,
Ant. 'Tis said, man, and farewel.
Eros. Why, there then [Eros kills bimself.
[Dies. Ant. Thrice nobler than myself! Thou teachest me, oh, valiant Eros, what I should, and thou could'st not; my Queen and Eros Have by their brave instruction got upon me A Nobleness in Record. But I will be A Bridegroom in my death, and run into't As to a Lover's bed. Come then; and, Eros, · Thy Master dies thy Scholar; to do thus
[Falling on bis sword. I learnt of thee. How, not yet dead? not dead ? The guard-ho!---oh, dispatch me,
Enter Dercetas, and Guard.
Ant, l've done my work ill, friends :
2 Guard. The star is faln.
[Exeunt. Der. Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers ily,
This sword but shewn to Cæfar, with this tidings,
and give me Sufficing strokes for death.
Dio. Most absolute Lord,
Ant. When did she fend thee?
prythee. Dio. What, ho! the Emperor's Guard. The Guard,
What, hoa! Come, your Lord calls.
Enter the Guard. Ant. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra bides 'Tis the last service that I shall command you. Guard. Woe are we, Sir! you may not live to
wear All your true follow'rs out. All
. Most heavy day!
Ant. Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp
it with your forrows. Bid That welcome
[Exeunt, bearing Antony.
Cbar. Be comforted, dear Madam.
Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead.
Enter Antony, borne by the Guard.
Help, 6 O tbon Sun,
BURN the great Sphere thou mou'n in-darkling Aand
The varying Dore oth world! The varying frere o ob' world! i. e. of the Earth, where light and darkness make
Help, Cbarmian; help, Iras, help; help, friends,
Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony
Ant. I am dying, Ægypt, dying; only yet
Cleo. I dare not, (Dear, dear my Lord, your pardon, that I dare
not ;) Left I be taken; not th' imperious shew Of the full-fortun'd Cæfar ever shall Be brooch'd with me; if knife, drugs, serpents, have Edge, sting, or operacion, I am safe; Your Wife QEtavia, with her modest
Ant. Öh, quick, or I am gone.
Our strength is all gone into heaviness, That makes the weight. Had I great Juno's power, an incessant våriation. But then, if the Sun should set on fire the whole Sphere, in which he was supposed to move, how could the Earth fand darkling? On the contrary it would be in perpetual light. Therefore, if we will allow Cleopatra not to be quite mad, we must believe she said,
TURN FROM th' great Sphere thou mou'f in! i e. forsake it, Ay off from it: and then indeed the consequence would be, that the varying shore would become invariably dark.
7 And ftill conclusion,] i. e. fedately collected in herself, which even the sight of me could not ftir up into paflion.