3 Sold. And you. Good night, good night, [The first two place themselves at their posts. 4 Sold. Here we; [They take their posts;] and if to morrow Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope Our landmen will stand up. 3 Sold And full of purpose. [Music of hautboys under the stage. 'Tis a brave army, 4 Sold. Peace, what noise? 1 Sold. Peace, I say. What should this mean? 2 Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved, Now leaves him. How now? do you hear this? 1 Sold. How now? [Several speaking together. Ay; is't not strange? 3 Sold. Do you hear, masters? do you hear? 1 Sold. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter; Let's see how't will give off. Sold. [Several speaking.] Content. 'Tis strange. [Exeunt. Ant. No, my chuck.-Eros, come mine armor, Eros! Enter EROS, with armor. Come, good fellow, put thine iron on. If fortune be not ours to-day, it is Because we brave her.- Come. Cleo. Nay, I'll help too. Ant. Ah, let be, let be! thou art The armorer of my heart.-False, false; this, this. Eros. Cleo. Is not this buckled well? Ant. Briefly, sir. Rarely, rarely; He that unbuckles this, till we do please To doff't for our repose, shall hear a storm. Enter an Officer, armed. A workman in't.-Good morrow to thee; welcome. And go to it with delight. 1 Off. A thousand, sir, Early though it be, have on their riveted trim, And at the port expect you. [Shout. Trumpets. Flourish. Enter other Officers and Soldiers. 2 Off. The morn is fair.-Good morrow, general. All. Good morrow, general. Ant. 'Tis well blown, lads. [Kisses her. This morning, like the spirit of a youth [Exeunt ANTONY, EROS, Officers, and Soldiers. Char. Please you, retire to your chamber? Cleo. Lead me.. He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might [Exeunt. SCENE V. Trumpets sound. Antony's Camp near Alexandria. Enter ANTONY and EROS; a Soldier meeting them. Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony! Ant. 'Would thou and those thy scars had once prevailed To make me fight at land! Sold. Ant. Sold. Who's gone this morning? One ever near thee. Call for Enobarbus, Say, I am none of thine. Who? Sir, Is he gone? Most certain. Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; Corrupted honest men!-Despatch.-Enobarbus! [Exeunt. SCENE VI. Cæsar's Camp before Alexandria. Flourish. Enter CESAR, with AGRIPPA, ENOBARBUS, and others. Caes. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight. Our will is, Antony be took alive; Make it so known. Agr. Cæsar, I shall. [Exit AGRIPPA. Cas. The time of universal peace is near: Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nooked world Shall bear the olive freely. Enter a Messenger. Mess. Antony Is come into the field. Cæs. [Exeunt CESAR and his Train. Eno. Alexas did revolt; and went to Jewry, On affairs of Antony; there did persuade Great Herod to incline himself to Cesar, And leave his master Antony: for this pains, Cæsar hath hanged him. Canidius, and the rest That fell away, have entertainment, but No honorable trust. I have done ill, Of which I do accuse myself so sorely, That I will joy no more. Sold. Enter a Soldier of Cæsar's. Enobarbus, Antony Came on my guard; and at thy tent is now, Eno. I give it you. Sold. [Exit Soldier. Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth, Thou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my heart: If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean Shall outstrike thought; but thought will do't, I feel. [Exit. SCENE VII. Field of Battle between the Camps. Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA and others. Agr. Retire, we have engaged ourselves too far; Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression Exceeds what we expected. [Exeunt. Alarum. Enter ANTONY and SCARUS, wounded. Scar. O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed! Had we done so at first, we had driven them home Ant. Thou bleed'st 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 six scotches more. Enter EROS. Eros. They are beaten, sir; and our advantage serves For a fair victory. Scar. Let us score their backs, And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind; 'Tis sport to maul a runner. Ant. I will reward thee Come thee on. I'll halt after. [Exeunt. Once for thy sprightly comfort, and tenfold SCENE VIII. Under the Walls of Alexandria. Alarum. Enter ANTONY, marching; SCARUS and Forces. Enter CLEOPATRA, attended. To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts, [To SCARUS. Make her thanks bless thee.-O thou day o' the world, Through proof of harness to my heart, and there Ride on the pants triumphing. Cleo. Lord of lords! O infinite virtue! com'st thou smiling from |