When one fo great begins to rage, he's hunted
Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now
Make boot of his diftraction: Never anger
Made good guard for itself.
Caf. Let our best heads

Know, that to-morrow the last of many battles
We mean to fight :--Within our files there are
Of thofe that ferv'd Mark Antony but late,
Enough to fetch him in. See it done;
And feaft the army: we have store to do't,
And they have earn'd the wafte. Poor Antony!
[Exeunt

SCENE II. The palace at Alexandria.

Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHAR
MIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and others.

Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius.
Eno. No.

Ant. Why fhould he not?

Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,

He is twenty men to one./

Ant. To-morrow, foldier,

By fea and land I'll fight: or I will live,
Or bathe my dying honour in the blood
Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well?
Eno. I'll frike; and cry, Take all.

Ant. Well faid; come on.

Call forth my household fervants; let's to-night

Enter Servarts.

Be bounteous at our meal.-Give me thy hand,

Thou

-You have ferv'd me.

Thou haft been rightly honest ;-so hast thou ;-
Thou, and thou,—and thou :—
And kings have been your fellows.

Cleo. What means this?

[well,

Eno. [Afide.] 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which

Out of the mind.

Ant. And thou art honest too.

[forrow shoots.

I wifh, I could be made fo many men ;
And all of you clapt up together in

An Antony; that I might do you fervice,
So good as you have done.

Serv. The gods forbid !

Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night: Scant not my cups; and make as much of me, As when mine empire was your fellow too,

And fuffer'd my command.

Cleo. What does he mean?

Eno. To make his followers weep.
Ant. Tend me to-night;

May be, it is the period of your duty:
Haply, you fhall not fee me more; or if,
A mangled fhadow: perchance, to-morrow
You'll ferve another mafter. I look on you,
As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,
I turn you not away; but, like a mafter

Married to your good fervice, ftay 'till death:
Tend me to-night two hours, I afk no more,
And the gods yield you for't!

Eno. What mean you, fir,

To give them this difcomfort? Look, they weep;
And I, an afs, am onion-ey'd; for fhame,
Transform us not to women.

Ant. Ho, ho, ho!

Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus !

H

i

Grace

Grace grow where thofe drops fall! my hearty friends,
You take me in too dolorous a fenfe:

For I fpake to you for your comfort; did defire you
To burn this night with torches: Know, my hearts,
I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you,
Where rather I'll expect victorious life,

Than death and honour. Let's to fupper; come,
And drown confideration,

SCENE III. Before the palace,

Enter a company of Soldiers.

[Exeunt,

1 Sold. Brother, good-night: to-morrow is the day, 2 Sold. It will determine one way: fare you well. Heard you of nothing strange about the streets? 1 Sold. Nothing: What news?

2 Sold. Belike, 'tis but a rumour: Good night to you. 1 Sold. Well, fir, good night..

[They meet with other Soldiers, 2 Sold. Soldiers, have careful watch.

3 Sold. And you: Good night, good night. [They place themselves on every corner of the flage. 4 Sold. Here we [They take their posts.] and if

to-morrow

Our navy thrive, I have an abfolute hope

Our landmen will stand up.

3 Sold. 'Tis a brave army, and full of purpose.

4

[Mufic of hautboys under the ftage,

Sold. Peace, what noife?

1 Sold. Lift, lift!

2 Sold. Hark!

1 Sold. Mufic i' the air.

3 Sold. Under the earth.

4 Sold. It figns well, does it not?

3 Sold,

3 Sold. No.

I Sold. Peace, I fay. What fhould this mean? 2 Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony lov'd, Now leaves him.

1 Sold. Walk; let's fee if other watchmen

Do hear what we do. [They advance to another poft. 2 Sold. How now, masters ?

Sold. How now? how now? do you hear this?

[Several fpeaking together.

1 Sold. Ay; Is't not ftrange?

3 Sold. Do you hear, masters? do you hear? I Sold. Follow the noife fo far as we have quarter;

Let's fee how it will give off.

Sold. Content: 'Tis strange.

SCENE IV. CLEOPATRA's palace.

[Exeunt.

Enter ANTONY, and CLEOPATRA; CHARMIAN, and

others, attending.

Ant. Eros! mine armour, Eros!

Cleo. Sleep a little.

[Eros!

Ant. No, my chuck.-Eros, come; mine armour,

Enter EROS, with armour.

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.

What's this for?

Ant. Ah, let be, let be! thou art

The armourer of my heart:Falfe, falfe; this, this Cleo. Sooth, la, I'll help : Thus it must be.

Ant. Well, well;

We fhall thrive now.- Seest thou, my good fellow?

H &

Go

He that unbuckles this, 'till we do please
To doff it for our repofe, fhall hear a storm.-
Thou fumbleft, Eros; and my queen's a squire
More tight at this, than thou: Dispatch. O love,
That thou couldft fee my wars to-day, and knew'st
The royal occupation! thou shouldst fee

Enter an Officer, armed.

A workman in't.-Good morrow to thee; welcomę: Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge: To bufinefs that we love, we rife betime,

And go to it with delight.

Off. A thoufand, fir,

Early though it be, have on their rivetted 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.

This morning, like the fpirit of a youth
That means to be of note, begins betimes.

So, fo;
; come, give me that: this way; well faid.
Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me:
This is a foldier's kifs: rebukable,
[Kifles her
And worthy shameful check it were, to stand
On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee
Now, like a man of steel.-You, that will fight,
Follow me clofe; I'll bring you to't.-Adieu.

[Exeunt ANT. EROS, Officers, &c.

Char.