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The Tragedie of The Soule and Body riue not more in parting,
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Then greatnesse going off.
Cleo. To'th'Monument: Mardian, go tell him I haue slaine my selfe: Say, that the last I spoke was Anthony, And word it (prythee) pitteously. Hence Mardian,
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And bring me how he takes my death to'th' Monument.
Exeunt.
[Act 4, Scene 14] Enter Anthony, and Eros. Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me? Eros. I Noble Lord. Ant. Sometime we see a clowd that's Dragonish, A vapour sometime, like a Beare, or Lyon,
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A toward Cittadell, a pendant Rocke, A forked Mountaine, or blew Promontorie With Trees vpon't, that nodde vnto the world, And mocke our eyes with Ayre. Thou hast seene these Signes,
[2705]
They are blacke Vespers Pageants.
Eros. I my Lord. Ant. That which is now a Horse, euen with a thought the Racke dislimes, and makes it indistinct As water is in water. Eros.
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It does my Lord.
Ant. My good Knaue Eros, now thy Captaine is Euen such a body: Heere I am Anthony, Yet cannot hold this visible shape (my Knaue) I made these warres for Egypt, and the Queene,
[2715]
Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine: Which whil'st it was mine, had annext vntoo't A Million moe, (now lost:) shee Eros has Packt Cards with Cæsars, and false plaid my Glory Vnto an Enemies triumph.
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Nay, weepe not gentle Eros, there is left vs Our selues to end our selues. Enter Mardian. Oh thy vilde Lady, she has rob'd me of my Sword.
Mar. No Anthony, My Mistris lou'd thee, and her Fortunes mingled
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With thine intirely.
Ant. Hence sawcy Eunuch peace, she hath betraid me, And shall dye the death. Mar. Death of one person, can be paide but once, And that she ha's discharg'd. What thou would'st do
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Is done vnto thy hand: the last she spake Was Anthony, most Noble Anthony. Then in the midd'st a tearing grone did breake The name of Anthony: it was diuided Betweene her heart, and lips: she rendred life
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Thy name so buried in her.
Ant. Dead then? Mar. Dead. Ant. Vnarme Eros, the long dayes taske is done, And we must sleepe: That thou depart'st hence safe
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Does pay thy labour richly: Go. exit Mardian. Off, plucke off, The seuen‑fold shield of Aiax cannot keepe The battery from my heart. Oh cleaue my sides. Heart, once be stronger then thy Continent,
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Cracke thy fraile Case. Apace Eros, apace; No more a Soldier: bruised peeces go, You haue bin Nobly borne. From me awhile. exit Eros I will o're‑take thee Cleopatra, and Weepe for my pardon. So it must be, for now
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All length is Torture: since the Torch is out, Lye downe and stray no farther. Now all labour

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Marres what it does: yea, very force entangles It selfe with strength: Seale then, and all is done. Eros? I come my Queene. Eros? Stay for me,
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Where Soules do couch on Flowers, wee'l hand in hand, And with our sprightly Port make the Ghostes gaze: Dido, and her Æneas shall want Troopes, And all the haunt be ours. Come Eros, Eros.
Enter Eros. Eros. What would my Lord? Ant.
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Since Cleopatra dyed, I haue liu'd in such dishonour, that the Gods Detest my basenesse. I, that with my Sword, Quarter'd the World, and o're greene Neptunes backe With Ships, made Cities; condemne my selfe, to lacke
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The Courage of a Woman, lesse Noble minde Then she which by her death, our Cæsar telles I am Conqueror of my selfe. Thou art sworne Eros, That when the exigent should come, which now Is come indeed: When I should see behinde me
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Th'ineuitable prosecution of disgrace and horror, That on my command, thou then would'st kill me. Doo't, the time is come: Thou strik'st not me, 'Tis Cæsar thou defeat'st. Put colour in thy Cheeke.
Eros. The Gods with‑hold me,
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Shall I do that which all the Parthian Darts, (Though Enemy) lost ayme, and could not.
Ant. Eros, Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and see Thy Master thus with pleacht Armes, bending downe
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His corrigible necke, his face subdu'de To penetratiue shame; whil'st the wheel'd seate Of Fortunate Cæsar drawne before him, branded His Basenesse that ensued.
Eros. I would not see't. Ant.
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Come then: for with a wound I must be cur'd. Draw that thy honest Sword, which thou hast worne Most vsefull for thy Country.
Eros. Oh sir, pardon me. Ant. When I did make thee free, swor'st y u not then
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To do this when I bad thee ? Do it at once, Or thy precedent Seruices are all But accidents vnpurpos'd. Draw, and come.
Eros. Turne from me then that Noble countenance, Wherein the worship of the whole world lyes. Ant.
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Loe thee.
Eros. My sword is drawne. Ant. Then let it do at once The thing why thou hast drawne it. Eros. My deere Master,
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My Captaine, and my Emperor. Let me say Before I strike this bloody stroke, Farwell.
Ant. 'Tis said man, and farewell. Eros. Farewell great Chiefe. Shall I strike now? Ant. Now Eros. Killes himselfe. Eros.
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Why there then: Thus I do escape the sorrow of Anthonies death.
Ant. Thrice‑Nobler then my selfe, Thou teachest me: Oh valiant Eros, what I should, and thou could'st not, my Queene and Eros
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Haue by their braue instruction got vpon me A Noblenesse in Record. But I will bee A Bride‑groome in my death, and run intoo't As to a Louers bed. Come then, and Eros, Thy Master dies thy Scholler; to do thus
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I learnt of thee How, not dead? Not dead? The Guard, how? Oh dispatch me.
Enter

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[Act 4, Scene 14] Enter Anthony, and Eros. Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me? Eros. I Noble Lord. Ant. Sometime we see a clowd that's Dragonish, A vapour sometime, like a Beare, or Lyon,
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A toward Cittadell, a pendant Rocke, A forked Mountaine, or blew Promontorie With Trees vpon't, that nodde vnto the world, And mocke our eyes with Ayre. Thou hast seene these Signes,
[2705]
They are blacke Vespers Pageants.
Eros. I my Lord. Ant. That which is now a Horse, euen with a thought the Racke dislimes, and makes it indistinct As water is in water. Eros.
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It does my Lord.
Ant. My good Knaue Eros, now thy Captaine is Euen such a body: Heere I am Anthony, Yet cannot hold this visible shape (my Knaue) I made these warres for Egypt, and the Queene,
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Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine: Which whil'st it was mine, had annext vntoo't A Million moe, (now lost:) shee Eros has Packt Cards with Cæsars, and false plaid my Glory Vnto an Enemies triumph.
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Nay, weepe not gentle Eros, there is left vs Our selues to end our selues. Enter Mardian. Oh thy vilde Lady, she has rob'd me of my Sword.
Mar. No Anthony, My Mistris lou'd thee, and her Fortunes mingled
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With thine intirely.
Ant. Hence sawcy Eunuch peace, she hath betraid me, And shall dye the death. Mar. Death of one person, can be paide but once, And that she ha's discharg'd. What thou would'st do
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Is done vnto thy hand: the last she spake Was Anthony, most Noble Anthony. Then in the midd'st a tearing grone did breake The name of Anthony: it was diuided Betweene her heart, and lips: she rendred life
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Thy name so buried in her.
Ant. Dead then? Mar. Dead. Ant. Vnarme Eros, the long dayes taske is done, And we must sleepe: That thou depart'st hence safe
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Does pay thy labour richly: Go. exit Mardian. Off, plucke off, The seuen‑fold shield of Aiax cannot keepe The battery from my heart. Oh cleaue my sides. Heart, once be stronger then thy Continent,
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Cracke thy fraile Case. Apace Eros, apace; No more a Soldier: bruised peeces go, You haue bin Nobly borne. From me awhile. exit Eros I will o're‑take thee Cleopatra, and Weepe for my pardon. So it must be, for now
[2750]
All length is Torture: since the Torch is out, Lye downe and stray no farther. Now all labour Marres what it does: yea, very force entangles It selfe with strength: Seale then, and all is done. Eros? I come my Queene. Eros? Stay for me,
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Where Soules do couch on Flowers, wee'l hand in hand, And with our sprightly Port make the Ghostes gaze: Dido, and her Æneas shall want Troopes, And all the haunt be ours. Come Eros, Eros.
Enter Eros. Eros. What would my Lord? Ant.
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Since Cleopatra dyed, I haue liu'd in such dishonour, that the Gods Detest my basenesse. I, that with my Sword, Quarter'd the World, and o're greene Neptunes backe With Ships, made Cities; condemne my selfe, to lacke
[2765]
The Courage of a Woman, lesse Noble minde Then she which by her death, our Cæsar telles I am Conqueror of my selfe. Thou art sworne Eros, That when the exigent should come, which now Is come indeed: When I should see behinde me
[2770]
Th'ineuitable prosecution of disgrace and horror, That on my command, thou then would'st kill me. Doo't, the time is come: Thou strik'st not me, 'Tis Cæsar thou defeat'st. Put colour in thy Cheeke.
Eros. The Gods with‑hold me,
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Shall I do that which all the Parthian Darts, (Though Enemy) lost ayme, and could not.
Ant. Eros, Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and see Thy Master thus with pleacht Armes, bending downe
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His corrigible necke, his face subdu'de To penetratiue shame; whil'st the wheel'd seate Of Fortunate Cæsar drawne before him, branded His Basenesse that ensued.
Eros. I would not see't. Ant.
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Come then: for with a wound I must be cur'd. Draw that thy honest Sword, which thou hast worne Most vsefull for thy Country.
Eros. Oh sir, pardon me. Ant. When I did make thee free, swor'st y u not then
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To do this when I bad thee ? Do it at once, Or thy precedent Seruices are all But accidents vnpurpos'd. Draw, and come.
Eros. Turne from me then that Noble countenance, Wherein the worship of the whole world lyes. Ant.
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Loe thee.
Eros. My sword is drawne. Ant. Then let it do at once The thing why thou hast drawne it. Eros. My deere Master,
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My Captaine, and my Emperor. Let me say Before I strike this bloody stroke, Farwell.
Ant. 'Tis said man, and farewell. Eros. Farewell great Chiefe. Shall I strike now? Ant. Now Eros. Killes himselfe. Eros.
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Why there then: Thus I do escape the sorrow of Anthonies death.
Ant. Thrice‑Nobler then my selfe, Thou teachest me: Oh valiant Eros, what I should, and thou could'st not, my Queene and Eros
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Haue by their braue instruction got vpon me A Noblenesse in Record. But I will bee A Bride‑groome in my death, and run intoo't As to a Louers bed. Come then, and Eros, Thy Master dies thy Scholler; to do thus
[2815]
I learnt of thee How, not dead? Not dead? The Guard, how? Oh dispatch me.
Enter a Guard. 1. Guard. What's the noise? Ant. I haue done my worke ill Friends: Oh make an end of what I haue begun. 2
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The Starre is falne.
1 And time is at his Period. All. Alas, and woe. Ant. Let him that loues me, strike me dead. 1 Not I. 2
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Nor I.
3 Nor any one. exeunt Dercetus. Thy death and fortunes bid thy folowers fly This sword but shewne to Cæsar with this tydings, Shall enter me with him. Enter Diomedes. Dio.
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Where's Anthony?
Decre. There Diomed there. Diom. Liues he: wilt thou not answer man? Ant. Art thou there Diomed? Draw thy sword, and giue mee,
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Suffising strokes for death.
Diom. Most absolute Lord: My Mistris Cleopatra sent me to thee. Ant. When did shee send thee? Diom. Now my Lord. Anth.
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Where is she?
Diom. Lockt in her Monument: she had a Prophesying (feare Of what hath come to passe: for when she saw (Which neuer shall be found) you did suspect She had dispos'd with Cæsar, and that your rage
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Would not be purg'd, she sent you word she was dead: But fearing since how it might worke, hath sent Me to proclaime the truth, and I am come I dread, too late.
Ant. Too late good Diomed: call my Guard I prythee. Dio.
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What hoa: the Emperors Guard, The Guard, what hoa? Come, your Lord calles.
Enter 4. or 5. of the Guard of Anthony. Ant. Beare me good Friends where Cleopatra bides, 'Tis the last seruice that I shall command you. 1 Woe, woe are we sir, you may not liue to weare
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All your true Followers out.
All. Most heauy day. Ant. Nay good my Fellowes, do not please sharp fate To grace it with your sorrowes. Bid that welcome Which comes to punish vs, and we punish it
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Seeming to beare it lightly. Take me vp, I haue led you oft, carry me now good Friends, And haue my thankes for all.
Exit bearing Anthony
 

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      <l n="2707">That which is now a Horse, euen with a thought</l>
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      <l n="2721">Our selues to end our selues.</l>
      <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Mardian.</stage>
      <l n="2722">Oh thy vilde Lady, she has rob'd me of my Sword.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-ant-mer">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mar.</speaker>
      <l n="2723">No<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2724">My Mistris lou'd thee, and her Fortunes mingled</l>
      <l n="2725">With thine intirely.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2726">Hence sawcy Eunuch peace, she hath betraid me,</l>
      <l n="2727">And shall dye the death.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-ant-mer">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mar.</speaker>
      <l n="2728">Death of one person, can be paide but once,</l>
      <l n="2729">And that she ha's discharg'd. What thou would'st do</l>
      <l n="2730">Is done vnto thy hand: the last she spake</l>
      <l n="2731">Was<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>, most Noble<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>.</l>
      <l n="2732">Then in the midd'st a tearing grone did breake</l>
      <l n="2733">The name of<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>: it was diuided</l>
      <l n="2734">Betweene her heart, and lips: she rendred life</l>
      <l n="2735">Thy name so buried in her.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2736">Dead then?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-mer">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mar.</speaker>
      <l n="2737">Dead.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2738">Vnarme<hi rend="italic">Eros</hi>, the long dayes taske is done,</l>
      <l n="2739">And we must sleepe: That thou depart'st hence safe</l>
      <l n="2740">Does pay thy labour richly: Go.</l>
      <stage rend="italic rightjustified" type="exit">exit Mardian.</stage>
      <l n="2741">Off, plucke off,</l>
      <l n="2742">The seuen‑fold shield of<hi rend="italic">Aiax</hi>cannot keepe</l>
      <l n="2743">The battery from my heart. Oh cleaue my sides.</l>
      <l n="2744">Heart, once be stronger then thy Continent,</l>
      <l n="2745">Cracke thy fraile Case. Apace<hi rend="italic">Eros</hi>, apace;</l>
      <l n="2746">No more a Soldier: bruised peeces go,</l>
      <l n="2747">You haue bin Nobly borne. From me awhile.</l>
      <stage rend="italic rightjustified" type="exit">exit Eros</stage>
      <l n="2748">I will o're‑take thee<hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>, and</l>
      <l n="2749">Weepe for my pardon. So it must be, for now</l>
      <l n="2750">All length is Torture: since the Torch is out,</l>
      <l n="2751">Lye downe and stray no farther. Now all labour</l>
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      <l n="2752">Marres what it does: yea, very force entangles</l>
      <l n="2753">It selfe with strength: Seale then, and all is done.</l>
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         <hi rend="italic">Eros</hi>? I come my Queene.<hi rend="italic">Eros</hi>? Stay for me,</l>
      <l n="2755">Where Soules do couch on Flowers, wee'l hand in hand,</l>
      <l n="2756">And with our sprightly Port make the Ghostes gaze:</l>
      <l n="2757">Dido, and her<hi rend="italic">Æneas</hi>shall want Troopes,</l>
      <l n="2758">And all the haunt be ours. Come<hi rend="italic">Eros, Eros</hi>.</l>
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   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Eros.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ero">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eros.</speaker>
      <l n="2759">What would my Lord?</l>
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   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2760">Since<hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>dyed,</l>
      <l n="2761">I haue liu'd in such dishonour, that the Gods</l>
      <l n="2762">Detest my basenesse. I, that with my Sword,</l>
      <l n="2763">Quarter'd the World, and o're greene Neptunes backe</l>
      <l n="2764">With Ships, made Cities; condemne my selfe, to lacke</l>
      <l n="2765">The Courage of a Woman, lesse Noble minde</l>
      <l n="2766">Then she which by her death, our<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>telles</l>
      <l n="2767">I am Conqueror of my selfe. Thou art sworne<hi rend="italic">Eros</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2768">That when the exigent should come, which now</l>
      <l n="2769">Is come indeed: When I should see behinde me</l>
      <l n="2770">Th'ineuitable prosecution of disgrace and horror,</l>
      <l n="2771">That on my command, thou then would'st kill me.</l>
      <l n="2772">Doo't, the time is come: Thou strik'st not me,</l>
      <l n="2773">'Tis<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>thou defeat'st. Put colour in thy Cheeke.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-ant-ero">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eros.</speaker>
      <l n="2774">The Gods with‑hold me,</l>
      <l n="2775">Shall I do that which all the Parthian Darts,</l>
      <l n="2776">(Though Enemy) lost ayme, and could not.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2777">
         <hi rend="italic">Eros</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2778">Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and see</l>
      <l n="2779">Thy Master thus with pleacht Armes, bending downe</l>
      <l n="2780">His corrigible necke, his face subdu'de</l>
      <l n="2781">To penetratiue shame; whil'st the wheel'd seate</l>
      <l n="2782">Of Fortunate<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>drawne before him, branded</l>
      <l n="2783">His Basenesse that ensued.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ero">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eros.</speaker>
      <l n="2784">I would not see't.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2785">Come then: for with a wound I must be cur'd.</l>
      <l n="2786">Draw that thy honest Sword, which thou hast worne</l>
      <l n="2787">Most vsefull for thy Country.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ero">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eros.</speaker>
      <l n="2788">Oh sir, pardon me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2789">When I did make thee free, swor'st y<c rend="superscript">u</c>not then</l>
      <l n="2790">To do this when I bad thee<c rend="italic">?</c>Do it at once,</l>
      <l n="2791">Or thy precedent Seruices are all</l>
      <l n="2792">But accidents vnpurpos'd. Draw, and come.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ero">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eros.</speaker>
      <l n="2793">Turne from me then that Noble countenance,</l>
      <l n="2794">Wherein the worship of the whole world lyes.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2795">Loe thee.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ero">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eros.</speaker>
      <l n="2796">My sword is drawne.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2797">Then let it do at once</l>
      <l n="2798">The thing why thou hast drawne it.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ero">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eros.</speaker>
      <l n="2799">My deere Master,</l>
      <l n="2800">My Captaine, and my Emperor. Let me say</l>
      <l n="2801">Before I strike this bloody stroke, Farwell.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2802">'Tis said man, and farewell.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ero">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eros.</speaker>
      <l n="2803">Farewell great Chiefe. Shall I strike now?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2804">Now<hi rend="italic">Eros</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Killes himselfe.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ero">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eros.</speaker>
      <l n="2805">Why there then:</l>
      <l n="2806">Thus I do escape the sorrow of<hi rend="italic">Anthonies</hi>death.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2807">Thrice‑Nobler then my selfe,</l>
      <l n="2808">Thou teachest me: Oh valiant<hi rend="italic">Eros</hi>, what</l>
      <l n="2809">I should, and thou could'st not, my Queene and<hi rend="italic">Eros</hi>
      </l>
      <l n="2810">Haue by their braue instruction got vpon me</l>
      <l n="2811">A Noblenesse in Record. But I will bee</l>
      <l n="2812">A Bride‑groome in my death, and run intoo't</l>
      <l n="2813">As to a Louers bed. Come then, and<hi rend="italic">Eros</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2814">Thy Master dies thy Scholler; to do thus</l>
      <l n="2815">I learnt of thee<gap extent="1"
              unit="chars"
              reason="illegible"
              agent="uninkedType"
              resp="#ES"/>How, not dead? Not dead?</l>
      <l n="2816">The Guard, how? Oh dispatch me.</l>
   </sp>
   <pb facs="FFimg:axc0873-0.jpg" n="363"/>
   <cb n="1"/>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter a Guard.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gua.1">
      <speaker rend="italic">1. Guard.</speaker>
      <l n="2817">What's the noise?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2818">I haue done my worke ill Friends:</l>
      <l n="2819">Oh make an end of what I haue begun.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gau.2">
      <speaker>2</speaker>
      <l n="2820">The Starre is falne.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gau.1">
      <speaker>1</speaker>
      <l n="2821">And time is at his Period.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-all">
      <speaker rend="italic">All.</speaker>
      <l n="2822">Alas, and woe.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2823">Let him that loues me, strike me dead.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gau.1">
      <speaker>1</speaker>
      <l n="2824">Not I.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gau.2">
      <speaker>2</speaker>
      <l n="2825">Nor I.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gua.3">
      <speaker>3</speaker>
      <l n="2826">Nor any one.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightjustified" type="exit">exeunt</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-der">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dercetus.</speaker>
      <l n="2827">Thy death and fortunes bid thy folowers fly</l>
      <l n="2828">This sword but shewne to<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>with this tydings,</l>
      <l n="2829">Shall enter me with him.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Diomedes.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dio">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dio.</speaker>
      <l n="2830">Where's<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-der">
      <speaker rend="italic">Decre.</speaker>
      <l n="2831">There<hi rend="italic">Diomed</hi>there.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dio">
      <speaker rend="italic">Diom.</speaker>
      <l n="2832">Liues he: wilt thou not answer man?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2833">Art thou there<hi rend="italic">Diomed</hi>?</l>
      <l n="2834">Draw thy sword, and giue mee,</l>
      <l n="2835">Suffising strokes for death.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dio">
      <speaker rend="italic">Diom.</speaker>
      <l n="2836">Most absolute Lord:</l>
      <l n="2837">My Mistris<hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>sent me to thee.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2838">When did shee send thee?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dio">
      <speaker rend="italic">Diom.</speaker>
      <l n="2839">Now my Lord.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Anth.</speaker>
      <l n="2840">Where is she?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dio">
      <speaker rend="italic">Diom.</speaker>
      <l n="2841">Lockt in her Monument: she had a Prophesying
      <lb rend="turnover"/>
         <pc rend="turnover">(</pc>feare</l>
      <l n="2842">Of what hath come to passe: for when she saw</l>
      <l n="2843">(Which neuer shall be found) you did suspect</l>
      <l n="2844">She had dispos'd with<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>, and that your rage</l>
      <l n="2845">Would not be purg'd, she sent you word she was dead:</l>
      <l n="2846">But fearing since how it might worke, hath sent</l>
      <l n="2847">Me to proclaime the truth, and I am come</l>
      <l n="2848">I dread, too late.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2849">Too late good<hi rend="italic">Diomed</hi>: call my Guard I prythee.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dio">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dio.</speaker>
      <l n="2850">What hoa: the Emperors Guard,</l>
      <l n="2851">The Guard, what hoa? Come, your Lord calles.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter 4. or 5. of the Guard of Anthony.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2852">Beare me good Friends where<hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>bides,</l>
      <l n="2853">'Tis the last seruice that I shall command you.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gau.1">
      <speaker>1</speaker>
      <l n="2854">Woe, woe are we sir, you may not liue to weare</l>
      <l n="2855">All your true Followers out.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-all">
      <speaker rend="italic">All.</speaker>
      <l n="2856">Most heauy day.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ant">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2857">Nay good my Fellowes, do not please sharp fate</l>
      <l n="2858">To grace it with your sorrowes. Bid that welcome</l>
      <l n="2859">Which comes to punish vs, and we punish it</l>
      <l n="2860">Seeming to beare it lightly. Take me vp,</l>
      <l n="2861">I haue led you oft, carry me now good Friends,</l>
      <l n="2862">And haue my thankes for all.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit bearing Anthony</stage>
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