And mock our eyes with air: Thou haft feen thefe figns; They are black vefper's pageants. Eros. Ay, my lord. Ant. That, which is now a horse, even with a thought, The rack dislimns; and makes it indistinct, As water is in water. Eros. It does, my lord. Ant. My good knave, Eros, now thy captain is Nay, weep not, gentle Eros; there is left us Enter MARDIAN. She has robb'd me of my fword. Mar. No, Antony; My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes mingled Ant. Hence, faucy eunuch; peace; She hath betray'd me, and shall die the death. Mar, Death of one perfon can be paid but once; And that she has discharg'd: What thou would'st do, Is done unto thy hand; the last she spake Was, Antony! most noblé Antony! Then in the midst a tearing groan did break. The name of Antony; it was divided Between her heart and lips: the render'd life, Ant. Mar. Dead then? Dead. Ant. Eros, unarm; the long day's task is done, The feven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and - [Exit EROS. Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now Re-enter EROS. Eros. What would my lord? Ant. Since Cleopatra died, I have liv'd in fuch dishonour, that the gods Deteft my bafenefs. I, that with my sword Wit With ships made cities, condemn myself, to lack Than fhe, which, by her death, our Cæfar tells, Difgrace and horror, that, on my command, Thou then would't kill me; do't; the time is come: Put colour in thy cheek, The gods withhold me! Eros. Eros, Ant. To penetrative shame; whilft the wheel'd feat Of fortunate Cæfar, drawn before him, branded Eros. I would not fee't. Ant. Come then; for with a wound I must be cur'd. Draw that thy honeft fword, which thou haft worn Most useful for thy country. Eros. O, fir, pardon me. Ant. When I did make thee free, fwor'ft thou not then To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once; Or thy precedent fervices are all But accidents unpurpos'd. Draw, and come. Eros. Turn from me then that noble countenance, Wherein the worship of the whole world lies. Ant. Lo thee. Eros. My fword is drawn. [Turning from him. Ant. Then let it do at once My dear master, The thing why thou hast drawn it. Eros. My captain, and my emperor! let me say, Now, Eros. Eros. Farewell, great chief, Shall I strike now? I do escape the forrow Of Antony's death. Ant. Thrice nobler than myself! Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what Thus [Dies. I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and Eros A bridegroom in my death, and run into't [Falling on bis fword. I learn'd of thee. How! not yet dead? not dead ?— The guard !-ho!-Ọ, despatch me. Enter DERCETAS and Guard. 1 Guard. What's the noise? Ant. I have done my work ill, friends; O, make an Not I. 2 Guard. Ant. Let him that loves me, strike me dead. 2 Guard. Nor I. 3 Guard. Nor any one. [Exeunt Guard. Der. Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers fly. This fword but fhown to Cæfar, with this tidings, Shall enter me with him. Ant. Art thou there, Diomed? Draw thy fword, and Dio. Lock'd in her monument. She had a prophefying fear Of what hath come to pass: for when she faw Would not be purg'd, the fent you word she was dead; Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come, I dread, too late. Ant. Too late, good Diomed :-Call my guard, I pry thee. Dio. What, ho! the emperor's guard! The guard, what, ho! Come, your lord calls. H 4 Enter |