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sad captains, fill our bowls; once more Let's mock the midnight bell. Cleo.
It is my birth-day :
Ant. We'll yet do well.
force The wine peep through their scars.-Come on, my
queen; There's sap
yet. The next time I do fight, I'll make death love me; for I will contend Even with his pestilent scythe.
[Ereunt ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, and At
tendants. Eno. Now he'll out-stare the lightning. Tobe furious, Is, to be frighted out of fear : and in that mood, The dove will peck the estridge ;3 and I see still, A diminution in our captain's brain Restores his heart: When valour preys on reason, - It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek Some way to leave him.
SCENE I. Cæsar's Camp at Alexandria. Enter CÆSAR, reading a Letter; AGRIPPA, ME
CÆNAS, and Others.
Cæsar must think,
Let our best heads
Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHAR.
MIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and Others. Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius. Eno.
No. Ant. Why should he not?
Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune, He is twenty men to one.
4 Take advantage:
Eno. I'll strike ; and cry, Take all.
Well said ; come on.Çall forth my household servants ; let's to-night
Be bounteous at our meal.-Give me thy hand, Thou hast been rightly honest ;--so hast thou ;And thou,—and thou,--and thou :-you have serv'd
me well, And kings have been your fellows. Cleo.
What means this? Eno. 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which sorrow shoots
[Aside. Qut of the mind. Ant.
And thou art honest too.
The gods forbid!
What does he mean? Eno. To make his followers weep. Ant.
Tend me to-night, May be, it is the period of your duty :
I look on you,
Haply, you shall not see me more ; or if,
What mean you, sir,
Ho, ho, ho !?
comfort : did desire you
The same. Before the Palace.
Enter Two Soldiers, to their Guard. 1 Sold. Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day. 2 Sold. It will determine one way :
well. Heard you of nothing strange about the streets ?
i Sold. Nothing : What news? 2 Sold.
Belike, 'tis but a rumour: Good night to you. 1 Sold.
Well, sir, good night.
Enter Two other Soldiers.
'Tis a brave army,
Soldiers, Have careful watch. 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
[Musick of Hautboys unaer the Stage. 4 Sold.
Peace, what noise'? 1 Sold.
List, list! 2 Sold. Hark ! 1 Sold. Musick i’ the air. 3 Sold.
Under the earth. 4 Sold.
It signs 8 well, Does't not?
3 Sold. No. 1 Sold.
Peace, I say. What should this
mean? 2 Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony lov'd, Now leaves him.
1 Sold. Walk ; let's see if other watchmen Do hear what we do. [They advance to another Post.