ACT IV SCENE IV.
Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace
Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS,
with others
| ANTONY. | 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 mine iron on.
If fortune be not ours to-day, 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.
|
|
| ANTONY. | write_ads(1,1)> 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 daff'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 to-day, 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. Flourish of trumpets within]
Enter CAPTAINS and soldiers
| CAPTAIN. | The morn is fair. Good morrow, General.
|
|
| ALL. | 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. Rebukeable,
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 ANTONY, EROS, CAPTAINS and soldiers
| 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
Next
|
|
