All my sad captains; fill our bowls once

more;

Let's mock the midnight bell.

Cleo.

It is my birthday:

I had thought to have held it poor; but, since my lord

Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra.
Ant. We will yet do well.

Cleo. Call all his noble captains to my lord.
Ant. Do so, we'll speak to them; and to-
night I'll force
[on, my queen;
The wine peep through their scars.-Come
There's sap in't yet. The next time I do fight,
I'll make Death love me; for I will contend
Even with his pestilent scythe.

[Exeunt ANTONY, Cleopatra, and Attendants. Eno. Now he'll outstare the lightning. To be furious,

Is to be frighted out of fear: and in that mood, The dove will peck the estridge; and I see still,

A diminution in our captain's brain

Restores his heart: when valor preys on reason,

It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek Some way to leave him.

[Exit:

ACT IV.

SCENE I.-Cæsar's Camp at Alexandria.

Enter CESAR, reading a letter; AGRIPPA, MECANAS, and others.

Casar.

[senger

E calls me boy; and chides, as he had power To beat me out of Egypt: my mesHe hath whipp'd with rods; dares me to personal combat,

Cæsar to Antony: let the old ruffian know, I have many other ways to die; mean time, Laugh at his challenge.

Mec. Cæsar must think When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now Make boot of his distraction: never anger Made good guard for itself.

Cas. Let our best heads Know, that to-morrow the last of many battles We mean to fight :—within our files there are Of those that served Mark Antony but late, Enough to fetch him in. See it done; And feast the army: we have store to do't, And they have earn'd the waste. Poor An

tony!

[Exeuns.

SCENE II.-Alexandria. A Room in the Palace.

Enter ANTONY, Cleopatra, ENOBARBUS, Char MIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and others.

Ant. He will not fight with me, Domitius ? Eno.

Ant. Why should he not?

No.

Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,

He is twenty men to one.

Ant.

To-morrow, soldier, By sea and land I'll fight: or I will live,

Or bathe my dying honor in the blood

Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well?

Eno. I'll strike; and cry, Take all.

Ant.

Well said; come on.

Call forth my household servants; let's to

night

Be bounteous at our meal.

Enter Servants.

Give me thy hand,

[served me well,

Thou hast been rightly honest; -so hast

thou;

Thou, — and thou,—and thou:—you have And kings have been your fellows.

Cleo. [aside to ENO.] What means this? Eno. [aside to CLEO.] 'Tis one of those odd tricks which sorrow shoots

Out of the mind.

Ant.

And thou art honest too.

I wish I could be made so many men;
And all of you clapp'd up together in
An Antony; that I might do you service,
So good as you have done.

Servants.
The gods forbid !
Ant. Well, my good fellows, wait on me

to-night: [me Scant not my cups; and make as much of As when mine empire was your fellow too, And suffer'd my command.

Cleo. [aside to ENO.] What does he mean? Eno. [aside to CLEO.] To make his followers weep.

Ant.

Tend me to-night; May be, it is the period of your duty : Haply, you shall not see me more; or if, A mangled shadow: perchance, to-morrow You'll serve another master. I look on you As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,

I turn you not away; but, like a master Married to your good service, stay till death: Tend me to-night two hours, I ask no more, And the gods yield you for't!

Eno. What mean you, sir, To give them this discomfort? Look, they

weep;

And I, an ass, am onion-eyed; for shame,
Transform us not to women.

Ho, ho, ho!

Ant. Now the witch take me if I meant it thus !

Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty friends,

You take me in too dolorous a sense,
For I spake to you for your comfort: did
desire you
[hearts,
To burn this night with torches: know, my
I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you
Where rather I'll expect victorious life,
Let's to supper;

Than death and honor.

come,

And drown consideration.

[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.

[streets? Heard you of nothing strange about the I Sold. Nothing.

2 Sold.

Good night to you.
I Sold.

2 Sold.

What news?

Belike, 'tis but a rumor:

Well, sir, good night.

Enter two other Soldiers.

Have careful watch.

Soldiers,

3 Sold. 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.