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Sold. A Thousand, Sir,
Enter Captains and Soldiers.
Ant. 'Tis well blown, lads.
Ghar. Please you to retire to your chamber :
Cleo, Lead me..
SCENE. IV. Changes to. a Gamp. 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 scars had once pre-To make me fight at land !
Eros. Hadlt thou done so,
Ant. Who's gone this morning?
Ant. What say'st thou?
Eros. Sir, his chests and treasure He has not with him..
fint. Is he gone? Sold. Most certain,
Ant. Go, Fros, send his treasure after, do ita. Detain na jot, I charge thee: Write to him, I will subscribe gentle adieus and greetings : Say, that I wish he never find more cause To change a master. Oh, my fortunes baye Corrupted honest mep! dispatch, my Eros. [Exeunt,
SCENE Changes to Cæfar's camp:
Agr. Cæfar, I shall.
Cæf. The time of universal peace is near:::
Enter a Messenger.
Cal Go, charge, Agrippa ;
Enter. a Soldier of Cæsar's..
His bounty over-plus. The messenger
Æno, I give it you.
Sold. Mock me not, Ænobarbus,
[Exit. SCENE VI. Before the walls of Alexandria.
Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter Agrippa.
Agr. Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far : Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression Exceeds what we expected.
[Ex. Alarum. Enter Antony and Scarus wounded. Scar. O my brave Emperor.! this is fought indeed; Had we done for at first, we had droven thga, home, With clouts about their heads.
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 fix tcotches more..
Enter Eros. Eros. They're beaten, Sir, and our advantage ferves For a fair victory,
oppression for oppofitionis
Scar. Let us score their backs,
Ant. I will reward thee,
[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 sun shall fee's, we'll spill the blood That has to day escap'd. I thank you all ; For doughty handed are you, and have fought Not as you serv'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, [Hectors.. Tell them your feats, whilst they with joyful tears Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss The honour'd gashes whole. Give me thy hand.
[To Scarus, Enter Cleopatra. " 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'lt thou smiling from u 1 he world's great fnare uncaugat ?
Ant. My nightingale ! We've beat them to their beds. What! girl, thot gray Do something mingle with our younger browe, yet ha'we: A brain that nourishes our terves, and can Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand; Kiss it, my warrior; he hath fought to-day, " As if a god in hate of mankind had
Faiery for inchantress; in which sense the word is ofren ufedi in the old romances..
" Destroyed in such a shape,
Cleo I'll give thee, friend,
Ant. He has deferv'd it, were it carbuncled
[Exeunt. SCENE VII, Changes to Cafar's camp. Enter a Gentry, and bis company. Ænobarbus folloqueo
Gent. If we be not relieved within this. hour,
1 Watch. This last day was a shrewd one to'sa
Æno. Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon,
The poisonous damp of night dispunge upon me, «s That life, a very rebel to my will,
May hang no longer on me. Throw my heart Against the fint and hardness of my fault, which being dried with grief, will break to powder, And finish all foul thoughts, Oh Antony, Ņobler ihan my revolt is intamous, Forgive me in thine own particular;,