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The Oxford Shakespeare: The Complete Works

Page 328

by William Shakespeare


  List, list!

  SECOND SOLDIER

  Hark!

  FIRST SOLDIER Music i’th’ air.

  THIRD SOLDIER

  Under the earth.

  FOURTH SOLDIER

  It signs well, does it not?

  THIRD SOLDIER

  No.

  FIRST SOLDIER Peace, I say!

  What should this mean?

  SECOND SOLDIER

  ’Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved,

  Now leaves him.

  FIRST SOLDIER Walk. Let’s see if other watchmen

  Do hear what we do.

  SECOND SOLDIER How now, masters?

  ALL (speaking together)

  How now?

  How now? Do you hear this?

  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.

  Let’s see how it will give off.

  ALL Content.

  ’Tis strange.

  Exeunt

  4.4 Enter Antony and Cleopatra, with Charmian and others

  ANTONY (calling)

  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 thine iron on.

  If fortune be not ours today, it is

  Because we brave her. Come.

  CLEOPATRA

  Nay, I’ll help, too.

  What’s this for?

  ANTONY

  Ah, let be, let be! Thou art

  The armourer of my heart. False, false! This, this!

  CLEOPATRA

  Sooth, la, I’ll help. Thus it must be.

  She helps Antony to arm

  ANTONY

  Well, well,

  We shall thrive now. Seest thou, my good fellow?

  Go put on thy defences.

  EROS

  Briefly, sir.

  CLEOPATRA

  Is not this buckled well?

  ANTONY Rarely, rarely.

  He that unbuckles this, till we do please

  To doff’t for our repose, shall hear a storm.

  Thou fumblest, Eros, and my queen’s a squire

  More tight at this than thou. Dispatch. O love,

  That thou couldst see my wars today, and knew’st

  The royal occupation! Thou shouldst see

  A workman in’t.

  Enter an armed Soldier

  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’t with delight.

  SOLDIER

  A thousand, sir,

  Early though’t be, have on their riveted trim,

  And at the port expect you.

  Shout within. Trumpets flourish. Enter ⌈Captains⌉ and Soldiers

  CAPTAIN

  The morn is fair. Good morrow, General.

  SOLDIERS

  Good morrow, General.

  ANTONY

  ’Tis well blown, lads.

  This morning, like the spirit of a youth

  That means to be of note, begins betimes.

  So, so. Come, give me that. This way. Well said.

  Fare thee well, dame. Whate’er becomes of me,

  This is a soldier’s kiss.

  He kisses Cleopatra

  Rebukable

  And worthy shameful check it were to stand

  On more mechanic compliment. I’ll leave thee

  Now like a man of steel. You that will fight,

  Follow me close. I’ll bring you to’t. Adieu.

  Exeunt all but Cleopatra and Charmian

  CHARMIAN

  Please you retire to your chamber?

  CLEOPATRA

  Lead me.

  He goes forth gallantly. That he and Caesar might

  Determine this great war in single fight!

  Then, Antony—but now! Well, on.

  Exeunt

  4.5 Trumpets sound. Enter Antony and Eros, meeting a Soldier

  SOLDIER

  The gods make this a happy day to Antony!

  ANTONY

  Would thou and those thy scars had once prevailed

  To make me fight at land!

  SOLDIER

  Hadst thou done so, The kings that have revolted, and the soldier

  That has this morning left thee, would have still

  Followed thy heels.

  ANTONY

  Who’s gone this morning?

  SOLDIER

  Who? One ever near thee. Call for Enobarbus,

  He shall not hear thee, or from Caesar’s camp

  Say ‘I am none of thine’.

  ANTONY

  What sayest thou?

  SOLDIER

  Sir, he is with Caesar.

  EROS (to Antony)

  Sir, his chests and treasure

  He has not with him.

  ANTONY

  Is he gone?

  SOLDIER

  Most certain.

  ANTONY

  Go, Eros, send his treasure after. Do it.

  Detain no jot, I charge thee. Write to him—

  I will subscribe—gentle adieus and greetings.

  Say that I wish he never find more cause 15

  To change a master. O, my fortunes have

  Corrupted honest men! Dispatch. Enobarbus!

  Exeunt

  4.6 Flourish. Enter Agrippa, Caesar, witih Enobarbus and Dolabella

  CAESAR

  Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight.

  Our will is Antony be took alive.

  Make it so known.

  AGRIPPA

  Caesar, I shall.

  Exit

  CAESAR

  The time of universal peace is near.

  Prove this a prosp’rous day, the three-nooked world

  Shall bear the olive freely.

  Enter a Messenger

  MESSENGER

  Antony

  Is come into the field.

  CAESAR

  Go charge Agrippa

  Plant those that have revolted in the van,

  That Antony may seem to spend his fury

  Upon himself. 10

  Exeunt Messenger ⌈at one door⌉, Caesar and Dolabella ⌈at another⌉

  ENOBARBUS

  Alexas did revolt, and went to Jewry on

  Affairs of Antony; there did dissuade

  Great Herod to incline himself to Caesar

  And leave his master, Antony. For this pains,

  Caesar hath hanged him. Camidius and the rest 15

  That fell away have entertainment but

  No honourable trust. I have done ill,

  Of which I do accuse myself so sorely

  That I will joy no more.

  Enter a Soldier of Caesar’s

  SOLDIER

  Enobarbus, Antony

  Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with

  His bounty overplus. The messenger

  Came on my guard, and at thy tent is now

  Unloading of his mules.

  ENOBARBUS I give it you.

  SOLDIER

  Mock not, Enobarbus,

  I tell you true. Best you safed the bringer

  Out of the host. I must attend mine office,

  Or would have done’t myself. Your Emperor

  Continues still a Jove.

  Exit

  ENOBARBUS

  I am alone the villain of the earth,

  And feel I am so most. O Antony,

  Thou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid

  My better service, when my turpitude

  Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my heart.

  If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean

  Shall outs
trike thought; but thought will do‘t, I feel.

  I fight against thee? No, I will go seek

  Some ditch wherein to die. The foul’st best fits

  My latter part of life.

  Exit

  4.7 Alarum. Enter Agrippa ⌈with drummers and trumpeters⌉

  AGRIPPA

  Retire! We have engaged our selves too far.

  Caesar himself has work, and our oppression

  Exceeds what we expected.

  Exeunt

  4.8 Alarums. Enter Antony, and Scarus wounded

  SCARUS

  O my brave Emperor, this is fought indeed!

  Had we done so at first, we had droven them home

  With clouts about their heads.

  ANTONY

  Thou bleed’st apace.

  SCARUS

  I had a wound here that was like a T,

  But now ’tis made an H.

  Retreat sounded far off

  ANTONY

  They do retire.

  SCARUS

  We’ll beat ’em into bench-holes. I have yet

  Room for six scotches more.

  Enter Eros

  EROS

  They are beaten, sir, and our advantage serves

  For a fair victory.

  SCARUS

  Let us score their backs

  And snatch ‘em up as we take hares, behind.

  ’Tis sport to maul a runner.

  ANTONY (to Eros)

  I will reward thee

  Once for thy sprightly comfort, and tenfold

  For thy good valour. Come thee on.

  SCARUS

  I’ll halt after.

  Exeunt

  4.9 Alarum. Enter Antony again in a march; drummers and trumpeters; Scarus, with others

  ANTONY

  We have beat him to his camp. Run one before,

  And let the Queen know of our gests.

  ⌈Exit a soldier⌉

  Tomorrow,

  Before the sun shall see’s, we’ll spill the blood

  That has today escaped. I thank you all,

  For doughty-handed are you, and have fought

  Not as you served the cause, but as’t had been

  Each man’s like mine. You have shown all Hectors.

  Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends,

  Tell them your feats whilst they with joyful tears

  Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss

  The honoured gashes whole.

  Enter Cleopatra

  (To Scarus)

  Give me thy hand.

  To this great fairy I’ll commend thy acts,

  Make her thanks bless thee.

  (To Cleopatra, embracing her) O’thou day o’th’ world,

  Chain mine armed neck; leap thou, attire and all,

  Through proof of harness to my heart, and there

  Ride on the pants triumphing.

  CLEOPATRA

  Lord of lords!

  O infinite virtue, com’st thou smiling from

  The world’s great snare uncaught?

  ANTONY

  My nightingale,

  We have beat them to their beds. What, girl, though

  grey

  Do something mingle with our younger brown, yet

  ha’ we

  A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can

  Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man.

  Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand;

  Kiss it, my warrior.

  Scarus kisses Cleopatra’s hand

  He hath fought today

  As if a god, in hate of mankind, had

  Destroyed in such a shape.

  CLEOPATRA

  I’ll give thee, friend,

  An armour all of gold. It was a king’s.

  ANTONY

  He has deserved it, were it carbuncled

  Like holy Phoebus’ car. Give me thy hand.

  Through Alexandria make a jolly march.

  Bear our hacked targets like the men that owe them.

  Had our great palace the capacity

  To camp this host, we all would sup together

  And drink carouses to the next day’s fate,

  Which promises royal peril. Trumpeters,

  With brazen din blast you the city’s ear;

  Make mingle with our rattling taborins,

  That heaven and earth may strike their sounds

  together,

  Applauding our approach.

  Trumpets sound. Exeunt

  4.10 Enter a Sentry and his company; Enobarbus follows

  SENTRY

  If we be not relieved within this hour

  We must return to th’ court of guard. The night

  Is shiny, and they say we shall embattle

  By th’ second hour i’th’ morn.

  FIRST WATCH

  This last day was

  A shrewd one to’s.

  ENOBARBUS

  O bear me witness, night—

  SECOND WATCH

  What man is this?

  FIRST WATCH

  Stand close, and list him.

  ENOBARBUS

  Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon,

  When men revolted shall upon record

  Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did

  Before thy face repent.

  SENTRY

  Enobarbus?

  SECOND WATCH

  Peace; hark further.

  ENOBARBUS

  O sovereign mistress of true melancholy,

  The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me,

  That life, a very rebel to my will,

  May hang no longer on me. Throw my heart

  Against the flint and hardness of my fault,

  Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder,

  And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony,

  Nobler than my revolt is infamous,

  Forgive me in thine own particular,

  But let the world rank me in register

  A master-leaver and a fugitive.

  O Antony! O Antony!

  He dies

  FIRST WATCH Let’s speak to him.

  SENTRY

  Let’s hear him, for the things he speaks

  May concern Caesar.

  SECOND WATCH

  Let’s do so. But he sleeps.

  SENTRY

  Swoons, rather; for so bad a prayer as his

  Was never yet for sleep.

  FIRST WATCH

  Go we to him.

  SECOND WATCH

  Awake, sir, awake; speak to us.

  FIRST WATCH

  Hear you, sir?

  SENTRY

  The hand of death hath raught him.

  Drums afar off

  Hark, the drums

  Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him

  To th’ court of guard; he is of note. Our hour

  Is fully out.

  SECOND WATCH

  Come on, then. He may recover yet.

  Exeunt with the body

  4.11 Enter Antony and Scarus with their army

  ANTONY

  Their preparation is today by sea;

  We please them not by land.

  SCARUS

  For both, my lord.

  ANTONY

  I would they’d fight i‘th’ fire or i’th’ air;

  We’d fight there too. But this it is: our foot

  Upon the hills adjoining to the city

  Shall stay with us. Order for sea is given.

  They have put forth the haven—

  Where their appointment we may best discover,

  And look on their endeavour.

  Exeunt

  4.12 Enter Caesar and his army

  CAESAR

  But being charged, we will be still by land—

  Which, as I take’t, we shall, for his best force

  Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales,

  And hold our best advantage.

  Exeunt


  4.13 ⌈Alarum afar off, as at a sea fight.⌉ Enter Antony and Scarus

  ANTONY

  Yet they are not joined. Where yon pine does stand

  I shall discover all. I’ll bring thee word

  Straight how ’tis like to go.

  Exit

  SCARUS

  Swallows have built

  In Cleopatra’s sails their nests. The augurs

  Say they know not, they cannot tell, look grimly,

  And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony

  Is valiant, and dejected, and by starts

  His fretted fortunes give him hope and fear

  Of what he has and has not.

  Enter Antony

  ANTONY

  All is lost.

  This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me.

  My fleet hath yielded to the foe, and yonder

  They cast their caps up, and carouse together

  Like friends long lost. Triple-turned whore! ’Tis thou

  Hast sold me to this novice, and my heart

  Makes only wars on thee. Bid them all fly;

  For when I am revenged upon my charm,

  I have done all. Bid them all fly. Be gone.⌈Exit Scarus⌉

  O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more.

  Fortune and Antony part here; even here

  Do we shake hands. All come to this? The hearts

  That spanieled me at heels, to whom I gave

  Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets

  On blossoming Caesar; and this pine is barked

  That overtopped them all. Betrayed I am.

  O this false soul of Egypt! This grave charm,

  Whose eye becked forth my wars and called them home,

  Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end,

  Like a right gipsy hath at fast and loose

  Beguiled me to the very heart of loss.

  What, Eros, Eros!

  Enter Cleopatra

  Ah, thou spell! Avaunt.

  CLEOPATRA

  Why is my lord enraged against his love?

  ANTONY

  Vanish, or I shall give thee thy deserving

  And blemish Caesar’s triumph. Let him take thee

 

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