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ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA.
MENAS, OCTAVIUS CÆSAR, triumvirs.
MENECRATES, friends of Pompey.
VARRIUS, Sextus POMPEIUS.
Taurus, lieutenant-general to Cæsar. Domitius ENOBARBUS,
CANIDIUS, lieutenant-general to Antony. VENTIDIUS,
Silius, an officer in Ventidius's army. Eros,
EUPHRONIUS, an ambassador from Antony to Cæsar, Scarus,
friends of Antony, ALEXAS, MARDIAN, SELEUCUS, and DIOMEDES; at DERCETAS,
tendants on Cleopatra. DEMETRIUS,
CLEOPATRA, Queen of Egypt.
Octavia, sister to Cæsar, and wife to Antony.
CHARMIAN and Iras, atlendants on Cleopatra.
Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and other Attendants.
Cleo. I'll set a bourn how far to be belov'd. SCENE I.- Alexandria. A Room in Cleopatra's Ant. Then must thou needs find out new heaven, Palace.
new earth. Enter DEMETRIUS and Philo.
Enter an Attendant. Phi. Nay, but this dotage of our general's
Att. News, my good lord, from Rome. O'ertlows the measure: those his goodly eyes,
The sum. That o'er the files and musters of the war
Cleo. Nay, hear them, Antony:
If the scarce-bearded Cæsar have not sent
His powerful mandate to you, Do this, or this ;
How, my love! To cool a gipsy's lust. Lo where they come ! Cleo. Perchance, - nay, and most like,
You must not stay here longer, your dismission Flourish. Enter Antony and CLEOPATRA, with their Is come from Cæsar ; therefore hear it, Antony. Trains; Eunuchs fanning her.
Where's Fulvia's process ? Cæsar's, I would say ? Take but good note, and you shall see in him
Both ? The triple pillar of the world transform'd
Call in the messengers.
As I am Egypt's queen, Into a strumpet's fool : behold and see.
Thou blushest, Antony; and that blood of thine Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much. Is Cæsar's homager : else so thy cheek pays shame, Ant. There's beggary in the love that can be When shrill-tongu'd Fulvia scolds.
The mes reckon'd,
Ant. Let Rome in Tyber melt! and the wide arch Aler. Nay, hear him. Of the rang'd empire fall! Here is my space; Char. Good now, some excellent fortune! Let Kingdoms are clay : our dungy earth alike me be married to three kings in a forenoon, and Feeds beast as man : the nobleness of life
widow them all: let me have a child at fifty, to Is, to do thus; when such a mutual pair,
whom Herod of Jewry may do homage: find me
[Embracing, to marry me with Octavius Cæsar, and companion And such a twain can do't, in which, I bind me with my mistress. On pain of punishment, the world to weet,
Sooth. You shall outlive the lady whom you We stand up peerless. Cleo. Excellent falsehood !
Char. O excellent! I love long life better than Why did he marry Fulvia, and not love her ?
figs. I'll seem the fool I am not ; Antony
Sooth. You have seen and proved a fairer former Will be himself.
fortune Ant. But stirr'd by Cleopatra.
Than that which is to approach. Now, for the love of Love, and her soft hours, Char. Then, belike my children shall have no Let's not confound the time with conference harsh : names : Pr’ythee, how many boys and wenches There's not a minute of our lives should stretch must I have? Without some pleasure now : What sport to-night? Sooth. If every of your wishes had a womb, Cleo. Hear the ambassadors.
And fertile every wish, a million. Ant.
Fye, wrangling queen! Char. Out, fool! I forgive thee for a witch. Whom every thing becomes, to chide, to laugh, Aler. You think, none but your sheets are privy To weep; whose every passion fully strives
to your wishes. To make itself, in thee, fair and admir'd!
Char. Nay, come, tell Iras hers. No messenger ; but thine and all alone,
Aler. We'll know all our fortunes. To-night, we'll wander through the streets, and Eno. Mine, and most of our fortunes, to-night, note
shall be drunk to bed. The qualities of people. Come, my queen ;
Iras. There's a palm presages chastity, if nothing Last night you did desire it :- Speak not to us. else.
[Erennt Ant. and Cleop. with their Train. Char. Even as the o’erflowing Nilus presageth Dem. "Is Cæsar with Antonius priz'd so slight ? famine.
Phi. Sir, sometimes, when he is not Antony, Iras. Go, you wild bedfellow, you cannot soothHe comes too short of that great property
say Which still should go with Antony.
Char. Nay, if an oily palm be not a fruitful Dem.
I'm full sorry, prognostication, I cannot scratch mine ear. That he approves the common liar, who
Pr’ythee, tell her but a worky-day fortune. Thus speaks of him at Rome : But I will hope Sooth. Your fortunes are alike. Of better deeds to-morrow. Rest you happy! Iras. But how, but how ? give me particulars.
[Exeunt. Sooth. I have said.
Iras. Am I not an inch of fortune better than SCENE II. The same. Another Room. she?
Char. Well, if you were but an inch of fortune Enter CHARMIAN, Iras, Alexas, and a Soothsayer. better than I, where would you choose it ? Char. Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most any thing
Iras. Not in my husband's nose.
Char. Alexas, almost most absolute Alexas, where's the
Our worser thoughts heavens mend !
Alexas, soothsayer that you praised so to the queen? O, that
come, his fortune, his fortune. — 0, let I knew this husband, which, you say, must change him marry a woman that cannot go, sweet Isis, I his horns with garlands !
beseech thee! And her die too, and give him a Aler. Soothsayer.
worse! and let worse follow worse, till the worst of Sooth. Your will ?
all follow him laughing to his grave, fifty-fold a Char. Is this the man ? - Is't you, sir, that know cuckold! Good Isis, hear me this prayer, though things?
thou deny me a matter of more weight; good Isis, Sooth. In nature's infinite book of secrecy,
I beseech thee ! A little I can read.
Iras. Amen. Dear goddess, hear that prayer of Aler. Show him your hand.
the people! for, as it is a heart-breaking to see a
handsome man loose-wived, so it is a deadly sorrow Enter ENOBARBUS.
to behold a foul knave uncuckolded: Therefore,
dear Isis, keep dreorum, and fortune him accordEno. Bring in the banquet quickly; wine enough, ingly! Cleopatra's health to drink.
Char. Amen. Char. Good sir, give me good fortune.
Aler. Lo, now! if it lay in their hands to make Sooth. I make not, but foresee.
me a cuckold, they would make themselves whores, Char. Pray then, foresee me one.
but they'd do't. Sooth. You shall be yet far fairer than you are. Eno. Hush! here comes Antony. Char. He means, in flesh.
Not he, the queen. Iras. No, you shall paint when you are old. Char. Wrinkles forbid !
Enter CLEOPATRA. Aler. Vex not his prescience ; be attentive.
Cleo. Saw you my lord ? Char. Hush!
No, lady. Sooth. You shall be more beloving, than beloved. Cleo.
Was he not here? Char I had rather heat my liver with drinking. Char. No, madam.
Cleo. He was dispos’d to mirth ; but on the I must from this enchanting queen break off; sudden
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
Eno. What's your pleasure, sir ?
Ant. I must with haste from hence. approaches.
Eno. Why, then, we kill all our women: We
see how mortal an unkindness is to them; if they Enter ANTONY, with a Messenger and Attendants. suffer our departure, death's the word. Cleo. We will not look upon him : Go with us.
Ant. I must be gone. [Ereunt CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, ALEXAS,
Eno. Under a compelling occasion, let women Iras, CHARMIAN, Soothsayer, and
die: It were pity to cast them away for nothing; Attendants.
though, between them and a great cause, they Aless. Fulvia thy wife first came into the field.
should be esteemed nothing. Cleopatra, catching Ant. Against my brother Lucius ?
but the least noise of this, dies instantly ; I have Mess. Ay:
seen hier die twenty times upon far poorer moment: But soon that war had end, and the time's state I do think, there is mettle in death, which commits Made friends of them, jointing their force 'gainst some loving act upon her, she hath such a celerity Cæsar ;
in dying. Whose better issue in the war, from Italy,
Ant. She is cunning past man's thouglit. Upon the first encounter, drave them.
Eno. Alack, sir, no; her passions are made of Ant.
nothing but the finest part of pure love: We cannot What worst?
call her winds and waters, sighs and tears; they Mess. The nature of bad news infects the teller. are greater storms and tempests than almanacks can Ant. When it concerns the fool, or coward. report : this cannot be cunning in her; if it be,
she makes a shower of rain as well as Jove. Things, that are past, are done with me. - 'Tis
Ant. 'Would I had never seen her! thus :
Eno. O, sir, you had then left unseen a wonderWho tells me true, though in his tale lie death, ful piece of work; which not to have been blessed I hear him as he flatter'd.
withal, would have discredited your travel. Mess. Labienus
Ant. Fulvia is dead. (This is stiff news) hath, with his Parthian force, Eno. Sir ? Extended Asia from Euphrates;
Ant. Fulvia is dead. His conquering banner shook, from Syria
Eno. Fulvia ? To Lydia, and to Ionia ;
Ant. Dead. Whilst
Eno. Why, sir, give the gods a thankful sacrifice. Ant. Antony, thou would'st
When it pleaseth their deities to take the wife of a Mess.
O, my lord ! man from him, it shows to man the tailors of the Ant. Speak to me home, mince not the general earth ; comforting therein, that when old robes are tongue ;
worn out, there are members to make new. If Name Cleopatra as she's call'd in Rome :
there were no more women but Fulvia, then had Rail thou in Fulvia's phrase ; and taunt my faults you indeed a cut, and the case to be lamented; this With such full licence, as both truth and malice grief is crowned with consolation; your old smock Have power to utter. O, then we bring forth weeds, brings forth a new petticoat: - and, indeed, the When our quick winds lie still; and our ills told us, tears live in an onion, that should water this sorrow. Is as our caring. Fare thee well a while.
Ant. The business she hath broached in the state, Mess. At your noble pleasure.
[Erit. Cannot endure my absence. Ant. From Sicyon how the news? Speak there. Eno. And the business you have broached bere 1 Att. The man from Sicyon. Is there such an cannot be without you ; especially that of Cleopatra's,
which wholly depends on your abode. 2 Alt. He stays upon your will.
Ant. No more light answers. Let our officers Ant.
Let him appear,
Have notice what we purpose. I shall break
And get her love to part. For not alone
The death of Fulvia, with more urgent touches, Or lose myself in dotage. What are you? Do strongly speak to us; but the letters too 2 Mess. Fulvia thy wife is dead.
Of many our contriving friends in Rome Ant.
Where died she? | Petition us at home : Sextus Pompeius 2 Mess. In Sicyon .
Hath given the dare to Cæsar, and commands
Till his deserts are past,) begin to throw
[Exit Messenger. Pompey the great, and all his dignities, There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it : Upon his son ; who, high in name and power, What our contempts do often hurl from us,
Higher than both in blood and life, stands up We wish it ours again; the present pleasure, For the main soldier : whose quality, going on, By revolution lowering, does become
The sides o'the world may danger: Much is The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
breeding, The hand could pluck her back, that shov'd her on. Which, like the courser's hair, hath yet but life,
And not a serpent's poison. Say, our pleasure, Ant.
Hear me, queen : To such whose place is under us, requires
The strong necessity of time commands Our quick remove from hence.
Our services a while; but my full heart Eno. I shall do't. [Exeunt. Remains in use with you.
Shines o'er with civil swords : Sextus Pompeius SCENE INI.
Makes his approaches to the port of Rome :
Equality of two domestick powers Enler CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAs, and ALEXAS.
Breeds scrupulous faction: The hated, grown to Cleo. Where is he?
I did not see him since. Are newly grown to love: the condemn’d Pompey, Cleo. See where he is, who's with him, what he Rich in his father's honour, creeps apace does :
Into the hearts of such as have not thriv'd I did not send you ; - If you find him sad, Upon the present state, whose numbers threaten ; Say, I am dancing ; if in mirth, report
And quietness, grown sick of rest, would purge That I am sudden sick : Quick, and return. By any desperate change : My more particular,
(Erit Alex. And that which most with you should safe my going, Char. Madam, methinks, if you did love him Is Fulvia's death. dearly,
Cleo. Though age from folly could not give me You do not hold the method to enforce
freedom, The like from him.
It does from childishness : Can Fulvia die? Cleo.
What should I do, I do not? Ant. She's dead, my queen : Char. In each thing give bim way, cross him in Look here, and, at thy sovereign leisure, read nothing.
The garboils she awak'd; at the last, best; Cleo. Thou teachest like a fool: the way to lose See, when, and where she died. him.
O most false love! Char. Tempt him not so too far: I wish, forbear ; | Where be the sacred vials thou should'st fill In time we hate that which we often fear.
With sorrowful water? Now I see, I see,
In Fulvia's death, how mine receiv'd shall be. Enter ANTONY.
Ant. Quarrel no more, but be prepar'd to know But here comes Antony.
The purposes I bear ; which are, or cease, Cleo.
am sick, and sullen.
As you shall give the advice: Now, by the fire, Ant. I am sorry to give breathing to my pur- That quickens Nilus’ slime, I go from hence, pose.
Thy soldier, servant; making peace or war,
Cut my lace, Charmian, come;Will not sustain it.
But let it be. - I am quickly ill, and well : Ant.
Now, my dearest queen, So Antony loves. Cleo. Pray you, stand further from me.
My precious queen, forbear ; Anl.
What's the matter ? And give true evidence to his love, which stands Cleo. I know, by that same eye, there's some An honourable trial. good news.
So Fulvia told me.
Belong to Egypt: Good now, play one scene I have no power upon you; hers you are.
Of excellent dissembling; and let it look Ant. The gods best know,
Like perfect honour. Cleo. 0, never was there queen Ant.
You'll heat my blood ; no more So mightily betray'd! Yet, at the first,
Cleo. You can do better yet; but this is meetly. I saw the treasons planted.
Ant. Now, by my sword,
Still he mends; Cleo. Why should I think, you can be mine, But this is not the best : Look, pr’ythee, Charmian
How this Herculean Roman does become
I'll leave you, lady.
Sir, you and I must part, but that's not it : Ant. Most sweet queen,
and I have lov’d, but there's not it; Cleo. Nay, pray you, seek no colour for your That you know well: Something it is I would, going,
O, my oblivion is a very Antony,
But that your royalty Eternity was in our lips, and eyes ;
Holds idleness your subject, I should take you Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor, For idleness itself. But was a race of heaven : They are so still,
'Tis sweating labour, Or thou, the greatest soldier of the world,
To bear such idleness so near the heart Art turn'd the greatest liar.
As Cleopatra this. But, sir, forgive me; Ant.
How now, lady! Since my becomings kill me, when they do not Cleo. I would, I had thy inches ; thou should'st Eye well to you: Your honour calls you hence; know,
Therefore be deaf to my unpiticd folly, There were a heart in Egypt.
And all the gods go with you! upon your sword
Let us go
Sit laurel'd victory! and smooth success
Menecrates and Menas, famous pirates, Be strew'd before your feet!
Make the sea serve them ; which they ear and wound Ant.
Come ; With keels of every kind: Many hot inroads Our separation so abides, and flies,
They make in Italy; the borders maritime That thou residing here, go'st yet with me,
Lack blood to think on't, and flush youth revolt : And I, hence fleeting, here remain with thee, No vessel can peep forth, but 'tis as soon Away.
Lreunt. Taken as seen; for Pompey's name strikes more,
Than could his war resisted.
Leave thy lascivious wassels. When thou once
Wast beaten from Modena, where thou slew'st Enter OCTAVIU, CÆSAR, LEPIDUS, and Attendants.
Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel Cæs. You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth know, | Did famine follow; whom thou fought'st against, It is not Cæsar's natural vice to hate
Though daintily brought up, with patience more One great competitor : from Alexandria
Than savages could suffer : Thou didst drink This is the news; He fishes, drinks, and wastes The stale of horses, and the gilded puddle The lamps of night in revel : is not more manlike Which beasts would cough at : thy palate then did Than Cleopatra ; nor the queen Ptolemy
deign More womanly than he: hardly gave audience, or The roughest berry on the rudest hedge; Vouchsaf'd to think he had partners : You shall find | Yea, like the stag, when snow the pasture sheets, there
The barks of trees thou browsed'st; on the Alps A man, who is the abstract of all faults
It is reported, thou didst eat strange flesh, That all men follow.
Which some did die to look on : And all this Lep.
I must not think, there are (It wounds thine honour, that I speak it now,) Evils enough to darken all his goodness :
Was borne so like a soldier, that thy cheek His faults, in him, seem as the spots of heaven,
So much as lank'd not. More fiery by night's blackness ; hereditary,
It is pity of him.
Drive him to Rome: 'Tis time we twain
Assemble we immediate council: Pompey Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy ;
Thrives in our idleness. To give a kingdom for a mirth ; to sit
To-morrow, Cæsar, And keep the turn of tippling with a slave; I shall be furnish'd to inform you rightly To reel the streets at noon, and stand the buffet Both what by sea and land I can be able, With knaves that smell of sweat; say, this becomes To 'front this present time. him,
Till which encounter, (As his composure must be rare indeed,
It is my business too. Farewell. Whom these things cannot blemish,) yet must Lep. Farewell, my lord : What you shall know Antony
mean time No way excuse his soils, when we do bear
Of stirs abroad, I shall beseech you, sir,
Doubt not, sir; Full sui feits, and the dryness of his bones,
I knew it for my bond.
[Ereunt. Call on him for't: but, to confound such time, That drums him from his sport, and speaks as loud SCENE V. - Alexandria. A Room in the Palace. As his own state, and ours, -'tis to be chid As we rate boys; who being mature in knowledge, Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Ikas, and Mardian. Pawn their experience to their present pleasure,
Cleo. Charmian, And so rebel to judgment.
Cleo. Ha, ha!
Give me to drink mandragora.
Why, madam? Mess. Thy biddings have been done; and every Cleo. That I might sleep out this great gap of time, hour,
My Antony is away. Most noble Cæsar, shalt thou have report
You think of him How 'tis abroad. Pompey is strong at sea;
Too much. And it appears, he is belov'd of those
Cleo. O, treason! That only have fear'd Cæsar : to the ports
Madam, I trust, not so. The discontents repair, and men's reports
Cleo. Thou, eunuch ! Mardian! Give him much wrong'd.
What's your highness' pleasure ? Cæs.
I should have known no less :- Cleo. Not now to hear thee sing; I take no It hath been taught us from the primal state,
pleasure That he, which is, was wish’d, until he were : In aught an eunuch has : 'Tis well for thee, And the ebb'd man, ne'er lov'd, till ne'er worth love, That, being unseminar'd, thy freer thoughts Comes dear'd, by being lack’d. This common body, May not fly forth of Egypt. Hast thou affections? Like a vagabond flag upon the stream,
Mar. Yes, gracious madam. Goes to, and back, lackeying the varying tide,
Cleo. Indeed ? To rot itself with motion.
Mar. Not in deed, madam ; for I can do nothing Mess.
Cæsar, I bring thee word, But what indeed is honest to be done :