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I have led you oft; carry me now, good friends,

And have my thanks for all.

[Exeunt, bearing Antony.

SCENE XIII.

The same. A monument.

Enter above, Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras.

Cleo. O Charmian, I will never go from hence. Char. Be comforted, dear madam.

Cleo. No, I will not: All strange and terrible events are welcome, But comforts we despise; our size of sorrow, Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great

Enter Diomedes.

As that which makes it.-How now? is he dead?
Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead.
Look out o'the other side your monument,
His guard have brought him thither.

Enter Antony, borne by the Guard.

Cleo. O thou sun, Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in !—darkling*

stand

The varying shore o'the world!-0 Antony!
Antony, Antony !-Charmian, help; help, Iras;
Help, friends below; let's draw him hither.

Ant.

Not Cæsar's valour hath o'erthrown Antony,
But Antony's hath triumph'd on itself.

Without light.

Peace:

Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony
Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so!
Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying; only
I here impórtune death a while, until
Of many thousand kisses the poor last
I lay upon thy lips.-

Cleo.

I dare not, dear (Dear my lord, pardon), I dare not,

Lest I be taken: not the imperious show
Of the full-fortun'd Cæsar ever shall

Be brooch'd with me; if knife, drugs, serpents, have
Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe:

Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes,
And still conclusiont, shall acquire no honour
Demuring upon me.-But come, come, Antony,-
Help me, my women,-we must draw thee up ;-
Assist, good friends.

Ant.

O, quick, or I am gone. Cleo. Here's sport, indeed!-How heavy weighs my lord!

Our strength is all gone into heaviness,

That makes the weight: Had I great Juno's power,"
The strong-wing'd Mercury should fetch thee up,
And set thee by Jove's side. Yet come a little,-
Wishers were ever fools;-0, come, come, come;
[They draw Antony up.
And welcome, welcome! die, where thou hast liv'd:
Quicken with kissing; had my lips that power,
Thus would I wear them out.

All.

A heavy sight!
Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying:

Give me some wine, and let me speak a little.

Cleo. No, let me speak; and let me rail so high, That the false housewife Fortune break her wheel, Provok'd by my offence.

Ant.

One word, sweet queen :

Of Cæsar seek your honour, with your safety,-O!

Ornamented.

Revive.

+ Sedate determination.

Cleo. They do not go together.

Ant.

Gentle, hear me:

None about Cæsar trust, but Proculeius.
Cleo. My resolution, and my hands, I'll trust;
None about Cæsar.

Ant. The miserable change now at my end,
Lament nor sorrow at: but please your thoughts,
In feeding them with those my former fortunes
Wherein I liv'd, the greatest prince o' the world,
The noblest and do now not basely die,
Nor cowardly; put off my helmet to

My countryman, a Roman, by a Roman

Valiantly vanquish'd. Now, my spirit is going;

I can no more.

Cleo,

Noblest of men, woo't die?

Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide

[Dies.

In this dull world, which in thy absence is
No better than a stye?-O, see, my women,
The crown o'the earth doth melt-My lord!-
O, wither'd is the garland of the war,

The soldier's pole is fallen; young boys, and girls,
Are level now with men: the odds is gone,

And there is nothing left remarkable

Beneath the visiting moon.

Char.

Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign.

Char.

1ras.

[She faints.

O, quietness, lady!

Lady,

Madam,

Royal Egypt!

Char. O madam, madam, madam!

Iras.

Empress!

Char. Peace, peace, Iras,

Cleo. No more, bute'en a woman; and commanded By such poor passion as the maid that milks, And does the meauest chares.-It were for me To throw my scepter at the injurious gods; To tell them, that this world did equal theirs,

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Till they had stolen our jewel. All's but naught;
Patience is sottish; and impatience does
Become a dog that's mad: Then is it sin,

To rush into the secret house of death,

Ere death dare come to us?-How do you, women? What, what? good cheer! Why, how now, Charmian?

My noble girls!—Ah, women, women! look,
Our lamp is spent, it's out:-Good sirs, take heart :-
[To the guard below.
We'll bury him: and then, what's brave, what's no-

ble,

Let's do it after the high Roman fashion,

And make death proud to take us. Come, away:
This case of that huge spirit now is cold.

Ah, women, women! come; we have no friend
But resolution, and the briefest end.

[Exeunt; those above bearing off Antony's
body.

ACT V.

SCENE I. Cæsar's camp before Alexandria.

Enter Cæsar, Agrippa, Dolabella, Mæcenas, Gallus, Proculeius, and others.

Cas. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield; Being so frustrate*, tell him, he mocks us by

The pauses that he makest.

Dol.

Cæsar, I shall.

[Exit Dolabella.

* Frustrated.

+ He trifles with us.

Enter Dercetas, with the sword of Antony.

Cas. Wherefore is that? and what art thou, that dar'st

Appear thus to us?

Der.

I am call'd Dercetas;

Mark Antony I serv'd, who best was worthy

Best to be serv'd: whilst he stood up, and spoke,
He was my master; and I wore my life,
To spend upon his haters: If thou please
To take me to thee, as I was to him
I'll be to Cæsar; if thou pleasest not,
I yield thee up my life.

Cæs.

What is't thou say'st?

Der. I say, O Cæsar, Antony is dead.

Cæs. The breaking of so great a thing should make A greater crack: The round world should have shook

Lions into civil streets,

And citizens to their dens :-The death of Antony Is not a single doom; in the name lay

A moiety of the world.

Der.

He is dead, Cæsar;

Not by a public minister of justice,

Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand,

Which writ his honour in the acts it did,

Hath, with the courage which the heart did lend it, Splitted the heart.-This is his sword,

I robb'd his wound of it; behold it stain'd

With his most noble blood.

Cæs.

The gods rebuke me, but it is a tidings

To wash the eyes of kings.

Agr.

Look you sad, friends?

And strange it is,

His taints and honours

Waged equal with him.

Agr.

A rarer spirit never

That nature must compel us to lament
Our most persisted deeds.

Mac.

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