Eno. 'Tis one of those odd tricks, which sorrow shoots Out of the mind. Ant. And thou art honest too. Serv. The gods forbid ! [Aside. 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 suffered 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. A mangled shadow; perchance, to-morrow I look on you, As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends, I turn you not away; but, like a master Eno. To give them this discomfort? Ant. What mean you, sir, Look, they weep; for shame, Ho, ho, ho! 3 Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus! Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty friends, 1 Or if you see me more, you will see me a mangled shadow; only the external form of what I was." 2 i. e. "God reward you." 3 Steevens thinks that this exclamation of Antony's means stop, or desist. Ho! was an interjection, frequently used as a command to desist or leave off. Mr. Boswell says, "These words may have been intended to express an hysterical laugh." 4 "Here did she drop a tear; here, in this place, King Richard II. You take me in too dolorous a sense. I spake to you for your comfort; did desire you Know, my hearts, Than death and honor. Let's to supper; come, [Exeunt. SCENE III. 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; fare you well! Heard you of nothing strange about the streets? 1 Sold. Nothing. What news? 2 Sold. Good night to you. 1 Sold. Belike, 'tis but a rumor. 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. 3 Sold. And full of purpose. 4 Sold. 1 Sold. 2 Sold. Hark! 'Tis a brave army, [Music of hautboys under the stage. Peace, what noise? 1 Sold. Music i'the air. 3 Sold. List, list! Under the earth. 4 Sold. Does't not? 3 Sold. No. It signs1 well, 1 Sold. Peace, I say. What should this mean? 2 Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved, Now leaves him.2 1 Sold. Walk; let's see if other watchmen Do hear what we do. [They advance to another post. How now, masters? 2 Sold. Sold. How now? do you hear this? 1 Sold. How now? [Several speaking together. Ay; is't not strange? 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. Sleep a little. Ant. No, my chuck.-Eros, come; mine armor, Eros! Enter EROS, with armor. Come, good fellow, put thine iron on. If fortune be not ours to-day, it is Because we brave her.-Come. Cleo. What's this for? Ant. Nay, I'll help too. Ah, let be, let be! thou art The armorer of my heart.-False, false; this, this. 1 i. e. it bodes well. 2 This is from the old translation of Plutarch. Cleo. Sooth, la, I'll help; thus it must be. Ant. Well, well; We shall thrive now.-Seest thou, my good fellow? Go, put on thy defences. Eros. Cleo. Is not this buckled well? Ant. Briefly,' sir. Rarely, rarely; He that unbuckles this, till we do please Enter an Officer, armed. A workman in't.-Good morrow to thee; welcome. Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge; To business that we love, we rise betime, And go to it with delight. 1 Off. A thousand, sir, Early though it be, have on their riveted trim, And at the port expect you. [Shout. Trumpets. Flourish. Enter other Officers and Soldiers. 2 Off. The morn is fair.-Good morrow, general. All. Good morrow, general. Ant. 'Tis well blown, lads. This morning, like the spirit of a youth That means to be of note, begins betimes.- [Kisses her. And worthy shameful check it were, to stand 1 That is, "quickly, sir." Now, like a man of steel.-You, that will fight, [Exeunt ANTONY, EROS, Officers, and Soldiers. Lead me. Char. Please you, retire to your chamber? Cleo. He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might Determine this great war in single fight! Then, Antony,-But now,-Well, on. [Exeunt. SCENE V. Antony's Camp near Alexandria. Trumpets sound. Enter ANTONY and EROS; a Soldier meeting them. Sold. The gods make this a happy day to Antony! Ant. 'Would thou and those thy scars had once prevailed To make me fight at land! Had'st thou done so, Sold. Ant. Sold. Who's gone this morning? Who? One ever near thee. Call for Enobarbus, He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp Say, I am none of thine. Ant. Sold. He is with Cæsar. Eros. He has not with him. Ant. Sold. What say'st thou ? Sir, Sir, his chests and treasure Is he gone? Most certain. Ant. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; do it; |