Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHAR- Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius. Ant. Why should he not? No. Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune, He is twenty men to one. Ant. To-morrow, soldier, By sea 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? Ant. Well said; come on. Call forth my household servants; let's to-night Enter Servants. Be bounteous at our meal.-Give me thy hand, And kings have been your fellows. Cleo. What means this? Eno. 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which sorrow shoots Out of the mind. [Aside. Ant. 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 suffer'd my command. Cleo. What does he mean? Tend me to-night; Eno. To make his followers weep. Ant. May be, it is the period of your duty: I turn you not away; but, like a master Eno. To give them this discomfort? And I, an ass, am onion-ey'd 45; Ant. What mean you, sir, Look, they weep; for shame, Ho, ho, ho! Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus! Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty friends, You take me in too dolorous a sense: I spake to you for your comfort: did desire 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 supper; come, SCENE III. The Same. Before the Palace. Enter two Soldiers, to their guard. [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 Sol. Nothing: what news? 2 Sold. Good night to you. 1 Sold. Belike, 'tis but a rumour: Well, sir, good night. Enter two other Soldiers. 2 Sold. Have careful watch. 3 Sold. Soldiers, 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. 2 Sold. "Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony 3 Sold. Do you hear, masters? do you hear? 1 Sold. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter; Let's see how't will give off. Sold. [several speaking.] Content: 'Tis strange. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. The Same. A Room in the Palace. Enter ANTONY, and CLEOPATRA; CHARMIAN, and Others, attending. Ant. Eros! mine armour, Eros! Cleo. Sleep a little. Ant. No, my chuck.-Eros, come; mine armour, Eros! Enter EROS, with armour. Come, my 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:-False, false; this, this. Cleo. Sooth, la, I'll help: Thus it must be. › Ant. Well, well; We shall thrive now.-See'st thou, my good fellow? Go, put on thy defences. Rarely, rarely: He that unbuckles this, till we do please To doff't for our repose, shall hear a storm.- |