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And all of you clapp'd up together in
Serv. The gods forbid !
Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night:
Cleo. What does he mean?
Ant. Tend me to-night;
Eno. What mean you, sir,
Ant. Ho, ho, ho !
Than death and honour. Let's to supper; come,
SCENE III.—The same. Before the Palace.
Enter Two Soldiers, to their Guard. 1st Sold. Brother, good night : to-morrow is the day. 2d Sold. It will determine one way: fare
of nothing strange about the streets ? 1st Sold. Nothing : What news?
2d Sold. Belike, 'tis but a rumour: Good night to you.
1st Sold. Well, sir, good night.
Enter two other Soldiers. 2d Sold. Soldiers, Have careful watch. 3d Sold. And you : Good night, good night.
[The first Two place themselves at their posts. 4th Sold. Here we: [They take their posts.] and if to
morrow Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope Our landmen will stand up.
3d Sold. 'Tis a brave army, And full of purpose.
[Musick of Hautboys under the Stage. 4th Sold. Peace, what noise? 1st Sold. List, list! 2d Sold. Hark ! 1st Sold. Musick i'the air. 3d Sold. Under the earth.
4th Sold. It signs well, Does't not?
3d Sold. No. 1st Sold. Peace, I say. What should this mean?
2d Sold. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony lov’d, Now leaves him.
Ist Sold. Walk; let's see if other watchmen Do hear what we do. [They advance to another Post.
2d Sold. How now, masters?
Sold. How now?
[Several speaking together. 1st Sold. Ay; Is’t not strange? 3d Sold. Do you hear, masters ? do you hear?
1st Sold. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter; Let's see how't will give off. Sold. [Several speaking.] Content : 'Tis strange.
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,
Enter Eros, with Armour. Come, my good fellow, put thine iron on:
If fortune be not ours to day, it is
Cleo. Nay, I'll help too.
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;
Eros. Briefly, sir.
Ant. Rarely, rarely :
Enter an Officer, armed.
Ist Of. A thousand, sir,
[Shout. Trumpets. Flourish, ,
Enter other Officers, and Soldiers. 2d Offi. The morn is fair.---Good morrow, general. Au. Good morrow, general.
Ant. 'Tis well blown, lads.
[Exeunt Antony, Eros, Officers, and Soldiers. Char. Please you, retire to your chamber?
Cleo. Lead me. He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might Determine this great war in single fight! Then, Antony,-But now,-Well, on.
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
Sold. Had'st thou done go,
Ant. Who's gone this morning ?