Act IV
Scene I
Before Alexandria. Caesar’s camp.
Enter Caesar, Agrippa, and Mecaenas, with his Army; Caesar reading a letter. | |
Caesar |
He calls me boy; and chides, as he had power
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Mecaenas |
Caesar must think,
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Caesar |
Let our best heads
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Scene II
Alexandria. Cleopatra’s palace.
Enter Antony, Cleopatra, Enobarbas, Charmian, Iras, Alexas, with others. | |
Antony | He will not fight with me, Domitius. |
Enobarbas | No. |
Antony | Why should he not? |
Enobarbas |
He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,
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Antony |
To-morrow, soldier,
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Enobarbas | I’ll strike, and cry “Take all.” |
Antony |
Well said; come on.
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Enter three or four Servitors. | |
Give me thy hand,
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Cleopatra | Aside to Enobarbas. What means this? |
Enobarbas |
Aside to Cleopatra. ’Tis one of those odd tricks which sorrow shoots
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Antony |
And thou art honest too.
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All | The gods forbid! |
Antony |
Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night:
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Cleopatra | Aside to Enobarbas. What does he mean? |
Enobarbas | Aside to Cleopatra. To make his followers weep. |
Antony |
Tend me to-night;
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Enobarbas |
What mean you, sir,
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Antony |
Ho, ho, ho!
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Scene III
The same. Before the palace.
Enter two Soldiers to their guard. | |
First Soldier | Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day. |
Second Soldier |
It will determine one way: fare you well.
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First Soldier | Nothing. What news? |
Second Soldier | Belike ’tis but a rumour. Good night to you. |
First Soldier | Well, sir, good night. |
Enter two other Soldiers. | |
Second Soldier | Soldiers, have careful watch. |
Third Soldier | And you. Good night, good night. They place themselves in every corner of the stage. |
Fourth Soldier |
Here we: and if to-morrow
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Third Soldier |
’Tis a brave army,
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Fourth Soldier | Peace! what noise? |
First Soldier | List, list! |
Second Soldier | Hark! |
First Soldier | Music i’ the air. |
Third Soldier | Under the earth. |
Fourth Soldier | It signs well, does it not? |
Third Soldier | No. |
First Soldier |
Peace, I say!
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Second Soldier |
’Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved,
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First Soldier |
Walk; let’s see if other watchmen
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Second Soldier | How now, masters! |
All |
Speaking together. How now!
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First Soldier | Ay; is’t not strange? |
Third Soldier | Do you hear, masters? do you hear? |
First Soldier |
Follow the noise so far as we have quarter;
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All | Content. ’Tis strange. Exeunt. |
Scene IV
The same. A room in the palace.
Enter Antony and Cleopatra, Charmian, and others attending. | |
Antony | Eros! mine armour, Eros! |
Cleopatra | Sleep a little. |
Antony | No, my chuck. Eros, come; mine armour, Eros! |
Enter Eros with armour. | |
Come good fellow, put mine iron on:
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Cleopatra |
Nay, I’ll help too.
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Antony |
Ah, let be, let be! thou art
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Cleopatra | Sooth, la, I’ll help: thus it must be. |
Antony |
Well, well;
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Eros | Briefly, sir. |
Cleopatra | Is not this buckled well? |
Antony |
Rarely, rarely:
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Enter an armed Soldier. | |
Good morrow to thee; welcome:
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Soldier |
A thousand, sir,
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Enter Captains and Soldiers. | |
Captain | The morn is fair. Good morrow, general. |
All | Good morrow, general. |
Antony |
’Tis well blown, lads:
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Charmian | Please you, retire to your chamber. |
Cleopatra |
Lead me.
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Scene V
Alexandria. Antony’s camp.
Trumpets sound. Enter Antony and Eros; a Soldier meeting them. | |
Soldier | The gods make this a happy day to Antony! |
Antony |
Would thou and those thy scars had once prevail’d
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Soldier |
Hadst thou done so,
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Antony | Who’s gone this morning? |
Soldier |
Who!
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Antony | What say’st thou? |
Soldier |
Sir,
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Eros |
Sir, his chests and treasure
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Antony | Is he gone? |
Soldier | Most certain. |
Antony |
Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it;
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Scene VI
Alexandria. Caesar’s camp.
Flourish. Enter Caesar, Agrippa, with Enobarbas, and others. | |
Caesar |
Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight:
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Agrippa | Caesar, I shall. Exit. |
Caesar |
The time of universal peace is near:
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Enter a Messenger. | |
Messenger |
Antony
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Caesar |
Go charge Agrippa
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Enobarbas |
Alexas did revolt; and went to Jewry on
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Enter a Soldier of Caesar’s. | |
Soldier |
Enobarbus, Antony
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Enobarbas | I give it you. |
Soldier |
Mock not, Enobarbus.
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Enobarbas |
I am alone the villain of the earth,
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Scene VII
Field of battle between the camps.
Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter Agrippa and others. | |
Agrippa |
Retire, we have engaged ourselves too far:
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Alarums. Enter Antony, and Scarus wounded. | |
Scarus |
O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed!
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Antony | Thou bleed’st apace. |
Scarus |
I had a wound here that was like a T,
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Antony | They do retire. |
Scarus |
We’ll beat ’em into bench-holes: I have yet
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Enter Eros. | |
Eros |
They are beaten, sir; and our advantage serves
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Scarus |
Let us score their backs,
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Antony |
I will reward thee
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Scarus | I’ll halt after. Exeunt. |
Scene VIII
Under the walls of Alexandria.
Alarum. Enter Antony, in a march; Scarus, with others. | |
Antony |
We have beat him to his camp: run one before,
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Enter Cleopatra, attended. | |
To this great fairy I’ll commend thy acts,
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Cleopatra |
Lord of lords!
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Antony |
My nightingale,
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Cleopatra |
I’ll give thee, friend,
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Antony |
He has deserved it, were it carbuncled
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Scene IX
Caesar’s camp.
Sentinels at their post. | |
First Soldier |
If we be not relieved within this hour,
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Second Soldier |
This last day was
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Enter Enobarbas. | |
Enobarbas | O, bear me witness, night— |
Third Soldier | What man is this? |
Second Soldier | Stand close, and list him. |
Enobarbas |
Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon,
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First Soldier | Enobarbus! |
Third Soldier |
Peace!
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Enobarbas |
O sovereign mistress of true melancholy,
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Second Soldier |
Let’s speak
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First Soldier |
Let’s hear him, for the things he speaks
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Third Soldier | Let’s do so. But he sleeps. |
First Soldier |
Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his
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Second Soldier | Go we to him. |
Third Soldier | Awake, sir, awake; speak to us. |
Second Soldier | Hear you, sir? |
First Soldier |
The hand of death hath raught him. Drums afar off. Hark! the drums
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Third Soldier |
Come on, then;
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Scene X
Between the two camps.
Enter Antony and Scarus, with their Army. | |
Antony |
Their preparation is to-day by sea;
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Scarus | For both, my lord. |
Antony |
I would they’ld fight i’ the fire or i’ the air;
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Scene XI
Another part of the same.
Enter Caesar, and his Army. | |
Caesar |
But being charged, we will be still by land,
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Scene XII
Another part of the same.
Enter Antony and Scarus. | |
Antony |
Yet they are not join’d: where yond pine does stand,
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Scarus |
Swallows have built
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Re-enter Antony. | |
Antony |
All is lost;
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Enter Cleopatra. | |
Ah, thou spell! Avaunt! | |
Cleopatra | Why is my lord enraged against his love? |
Antony |
Vanish, or I shall give thee thy deserving,
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Scene XIII
Alexandria. Cleopatra’s palace.
Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Mardian. | |
Cleopatra |
Help me, my women! O, he is more mad
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Charmian |
To the monument!
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Cleopatra |
To the monument!
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Scene XIV
The same. Another room.
Enter Antony and Eros. | |
Antony | Eros, thou yet behold’st me? |
Eros | Ay, noble lord. |
Antony |
Sometimes we see a cloud that’s dragonish;
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Eros | Ay, my lord, |
Antony |
That which is now a horse, even with a thought
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Eros | It does, my lord. |
Antony |
My good knave Eros, now thy captain is
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Enter Mardian. | |
O! thy vile lady!
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Mardian |
No, Antony;
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Antony |
Hence, saucy eunuch; peace
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Mardian |
Death of one person can be paid but once,
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Antony | Dead, then? |
Mardian | Dead. |
Antony |
Unarm, Eros; the long day’s task is done,
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Re-enter Eros. | |
Eros | What would my lord? |
Antony |
Since Cleopatra died,
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Eros |
The gods withhold me!
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Antony |
Eros,
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Eros | I would not see’t. |
Antony |
Come, then; for with a wound I must be cured.
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Eros | O, sir, pardon me! |
Antony |
When I did make thee free, sworest thou not then
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Eros |
Turn from me, then, that noble countenance,
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Antony | Lo thee! Turning from him. |
Eros | My sword is drawn. |
Antony |
Then let it do at once
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Eros |
My dear master,
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Antony | ’Tis said, man; and farewell. |
Eros | Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now? |
Antony | Now, Eros. |
Eros |
Why, there then: thus I do escape the sorrow
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Antony |
Thrice-nobler than myself!
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Enter Dercetas and Guard. | |
First Guard | What’s the noise? |
Antony |
I have done my work ill, friends: O, make an end
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Second Guard | The star is fall’n. |
First Guard | And time is at his period. |
All | Alas, and woe! |
Antony | Let him that loves me strike me dead. |
First Guard | Not I. |
Second Guard | Nor I. |
Third Guard | Nor any one. Exeunt Guard. |
Dercetas |
Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers fly.
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Enter Diomedes. | |
Diomedes | Where’s Antony? |
Dercetas | There, Diomed, there. |
Diomedes |
Lives he?
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Antony |
Art thou there, Diomed? Draw thy sword, and give me
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Diomedes |
Most absolute lord,
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Antony | When did she send thee? |
Diomedes | Now, my lord. |
Antony | Where is she? |
Diomedes |
Lock’d in her monument. She had a prophesying fear
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Antony | Too late, good Diomed: call my guard, I prithee. |
Diomedes |
What, ho, the emperor’s guard! The guard, what, ho!
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Enter four or five of the Guard of Antony. | |
Antony |
Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra bides;
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First Guard |
Woe, woe are we, sir, you may not live to wear
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All | Most heavy day! |
Antony |
Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp fate
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Scene XV
The same. A monument.
Enter Cleopatra and her maids aloft, with Charmian and Iras. | |
Cleopatra | O Charmian, I will never go from hence. |
Charmian | Be comforted, dear madam. |
Cleopatra |
No, I will not:
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Enter, below, Diomedes. | |
How now! is he dead? | |
Diomedes |
His death’s upon him, but not dead.
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Enter, below, Antony, borne by the Guard. | |
Cleopatra |
O sun,
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Antony |
Peace!
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Cleopatra |
So it should be, that none but Antony
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Antony |
I am dying, Egypt, dying; only
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Cleopatra |
I dare not, dear—
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Antony | O, quick, or I am gone. |
Cleopatra |
Here’s sport indeed! How heavy weighs my lord!
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All | A heavy sight! |
Antony |
I am dying, Egypt, dying:
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Cleopatra |
No, let me speak; and let me rail so high,
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Antony |
One word, sweet queen:
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Cleopatra | They do not go together. |
Antony |
Gentle, hear me:
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Cleopatra |
My resolution and my hands I’ll trust;
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Antony |
The miserable change now at my end
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Cleopatra |
Noblest of men, woo’t die?
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Charmian | O, quietness, lady! |
Iras | She is dead too, our sovereign. |
Charmian | Lady! |
Iras | Madam! |
Charmian | O madam, madam, madam! |
Iras |
Royal Egypt,
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Charmian | Peace, peace, Iras! |
Cleopatra |
No more, but e’en a woman, and commanded
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