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Enter Cleopatra,

'To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts,
Make her thanks blefs thee.-O thou day o' the 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'ft thou fmiling from
The world's great fnare uncaught?

Ant. My nightingale,

We have beat them to their beds. What, girl? though

gray

Do fomething mingle with our younger brown,

Yet have we a brain that nourishes our nerves,

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And can get goal for goal of youth. Behold this

man;

Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand.
Kifs it, my warriour:-He hath fought to-day,
As if a God, in hate of mankind, had

Deftroy'd in fuch a shape.

Cleo. I'll give thee, friend,

An armour all of gold; it was a king's. '
Ant. He has deferv'd it, were it carbuncled

To this great fairy-] Mr. Upton has well observed, that fairy, which Dr Warburton and fir T. Hanmer explain by Inchantrefs, comprifes the idea of power and beauty. JOHNSON.

get goal for goal of youtb.-] At all plays of barriers, the boundary is called a goal; to win a goal, is to be fuperiour in a conteft of activity. JOHNSON.

3 It was a king's.] So in fir T. North's tranflation of Plu"tarch. ——“Then came Antony again to the palace greatly "boafting of this victory, and fweetly kiffed Cleopatra, armed

as he was when he came from the fight, recommending one "of his men of arms unto her, that had valiantly fought in this "kirmish. Cleopatra, to reward his manlinefs, gave him an "armour and head-piece of clean gold." STEEVENS.

Like holy Phoebus' car.Give me thy hand;-
Through Alexandria make a jolly march;

+ Bear our hack'd targets like the men that owe them.. Had our great palace the capacity

To camp this hoft, we would all fup together,
And drink carowfes to the next day's fate,
Which promises royal peril. Trumpeters,
With brazen din blast you the city's ear;
Make mingle with our rattling tabourines;
That heaven and earth may strike their founds together,
Applauding our approach.
[Exeunt.

SCENE IX.

CESAR's CAMP.

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Enter a Sentry and his compary. Enter Enobarbus.

Sent. If we be not reliev'd within this hour,
We must return to the court of guard: the night
Is fhiny; and, they fay, we shall embattle
By the fecond hour i' the morn.

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1 Watch. This laft day was a fhrewd one to us. Eno. O bear me witness, night !—

2 Watch. What man is this?

1 Watch. Stand close, and lift him.

Eno. Be witnefs to me, O thou blessed moon,
When men revolted fhall upon record

Bear hateful memory; poor Enobarbus did
Before thy face repent.

Sent. Enobarbus !

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4 Bear our back'd targets, like the men that owe them ] i. e. hack'd as much as the men are to whom they belong.

WARB.

Why not rather, Bear our hack'd targets with spirit and exaltation, fuch as becomes the brave warriors that own them?

JOHNSON.

Eno.

Eno. O fovereign miftrefs of true melancholy, The poisonous damp of night difpunge upon me; That life, a very rebel to my will,

May hang no longer on me.

5 Throw my heart Against the flint and hardness of my fault;

Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder,
And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony,

Nobler than my revolt is infamous,
Forgive me in thine own particular;
But let the world rank me in register
A master-leaver, and a fugitive:
Oh Antony! oh Antony!

1 Watch. Let's speak to him.

[Dies.

Sent. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks May concern Cæfar.

2 Watch. Let's do fo. But he fleeps.

Sent. Swoons rather; for fo bad a prayer as his Was never yet for sleep.

1 Watch. Go we to him.

2 Watch. Awake, fir, awake; speak to us. 1 Watch. Hear you, fir?

Sent. The hand of death has raught him.

[Drums afar off. Hark, how the drums demurely wake the fleepers : Let's bear him to the court of guard; he is of note. Our hour is fully out...

2 Watch. Come on then; he may recover yet.

[Exeunt.

-Throw my heart] The pathetick of Shakespeare too often ends in the ridiculous. It is painful to find the gloomy dig. nity of this noble fcene destroyed by the intrufion of a conceit fo far-fetched and unaffecting.

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JOHNSON.

Hark, bow the drums demurely-] Demurely for folemnly.

WARBURTON.

SCENE

SCENE X.

Between the two Camps.

Enter Antony, and Scarus, with their army.

Ant. Their preparation is do-day by fea; We please them not by land.

Scar. For both, my lord.

Ant. I would, they'd fight i' the fire, or in the air; We'd fight there too. But this it is; our foot Upon the hills adjoining to the city

Shall ftay with us. Order for fea is given;

7 They have put forth the haven.

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Where their appointment we may best discover,
And look on their endeavour.

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Enter Cefar, and his army.

[Exeunt.

Caf. But being charg'd we will be still by land, Which, as I take 't, we fhall; for his best force Is forth to man his gallies. To the vales,

And hold our best advantage.

[Exeunt. [Alarm afar off, as at a fea-fight.

They have fut forth the haven. Further on.] Thefe words, further on, though not neceffary, have been inferted in the later editions, and are not in the first.

JOHNSON.

s Where their appointment we may best discover,
And lock on their endeavour.]

i e. where we may beft difcover their numbers, and fee their mo

tions.

WARBURTON.

But b ing charg'd, we will be fill by land,
Which, as I tart, we fhall;]

i.e. unless we be charged we will remain quiet at land, which quiet I fuppofe we fhall keep. But being charged was a phrafe of that time, equivalent to unless we le, which the Oxford Editor not understanding, he has alter'd the line thus,

Not being charg'd, we will be fill by land,
Which as take't we shall not,

VOL. VIII.

WARBURTON.

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Re enter Antony and Scarus.

Ant. Yet they are not join'd.

Where yonder pine does ftand, I fhall discover all: I'll bring thee word ftraight, how 'tis like to go.

Scar. Swallows have built

[Exit.

In Cleopatra's fails their nefts :-the augurs Say, they know not,- they cannot tell,—look grimly,

And dare not speak their knowledge.

Antony
Is valiant, and dejected; and by starts,

His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear,
Of what he has, and has not.

Re-enter Antony.

[Exit.

Ant. All is loft; this foul Egyptian hath be-
tray'd me:

My fleet hath yielded to the foe; and yonder
They caft their caps up, and caroufe together
Like friends long loft. Triple turn'd whore! 'tis

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Haft fold me to this novice; and my heart
Makes only wars on thee. Bid them all fly;
For when I am reveng'd upon my charm,
I have done all.-Bid them fly.-Begone,.
Oh, fun, thy uprise fhall I fee no more:
Fortune and Antony part here; even here

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-Triple-turn'd whore!-] She was firft for Antony, then was fuppofed by him to have turned to Caefar, when he found his mesfenger kiffing her hand, then the turned again to Antony, and now has turned to Cæfar. Shall I mention what has dropped into my imagination, that our author might perhaps have written triple-tongued? Double-tongued is a common term of reproach, which rage might improve to triple-tongued. But the prefent reading may ftand. JOHNSON.

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