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The armourer of my heart :- False, false ; this, this.
Cleo. Sooth, la, I 'll help: Thus it must be.
Well, well; We shall thrive now. - See'st thou, my good
Rarely ; rarely:
Enter an Officer, armed. A workman in 't. — Good morrow to thee; wel
come; Thou look’st like him that knows a warlike charge: To business that we love, we rise betime, And go to it with delight. 1 Off:
A thousand, sir, Early though it be, have on their riveted trim, And at the port expect you.
[Shout. Trumpets. Flourish.
Enter other Officers, and Soldiers. 2 Off. The morn is fair. — Good morrow, general. Al. Good morrow, general. Ant.
'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:
1 Put it off.
This is a soldier's kiss : rebukable, [Kisses her.
[Exeunt Antony, Eros, Officers, and
you, retire to your chamber?
Antony's Camp near Alexandria.
Trumpets sound. Enter Antony and EROS; a
Soldier meeting them.
tony ! Ant. 'Would, thou and those thy scars had once
prevail'd To make me fight at land ! Sold.
Hadst thou done so, The kings that have revolted, and the soldier That has this morning left thee, would have still Follow'd thy heels. Ant.
Who's gone this morning? Sold.
Who? One ever near thee : Call for Enobarbus, He shall not hear thee; or from Cæsar's camp Say, I am none of thine. Ant.
What say'st thou ? Sold.
Sir, He is with Cæsar. Eros.
Şir, his chests and treasure
He has not with him.
Is he gone?
Most certain. Ant. 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 To change a master. — 0, my fortunes have Corrupted honest men:- Eros, despatch. [Exeunt.
Cæsar's Camp before Alexandria.
Flourish. Enter CÆSAR with AGRIPPA, ENOBAR
BUS, and others.
Enter a Messenger.
Go, charge Agrippa
Eno. Alexas did revolt; and went to Jewry,
That fell away, have entertainment, but
Enter a Soldier of Cæsar's,
Eno. I give it you.
Mock me not, Enobarbus.
[Exit Soldier. Eno. 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 3 my
heart: If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean, Shall outstrike thought: but thought will do 't,
Field of Battle between the Camps.
Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA,
and others. Agr. Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far: Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression Exceeds what we expected.
Alarum. Enter Antony and SCARUS, wounded.
Scar. O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed! Had we done so at first, we had driven them home With clouts about their heads. Ant.
Thou bleed'st apace. Scar. I had a wound here that was like a T, But now 'tis made an H. Ant.
They do retire. Scar. We 'll beat 'em into bench-holes; I have
yet Room for six scotches 4 more.
Enter EROS. Eros. They are beaten, sir; and our advantage
For a fair victory.
Let us score their backs,
I will reward thee
I'll halt after. (Exeunt.