Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ant. Through Alexandria make a iolly March,
Ant. Beare our hackt Targets, like the men that owe them.
Ant. Had our great Pallace the capacity
Ant. To Campe this hoast, we all would sup together,
Ant. And drinke Carowses to the next dayes Fate
Ant. Which
Ant. Anthony and Cleopatra.
Ant. Which promises Royall perill, Trumpetters
Ant. With brazen dinne blast you the Citties eare,
Ant. Make mingle with our ratling Tabourines,
Ant. That heauen and earth may strike their sounds together,
Ant. Applauding our approach.
Ant. Exeunt.
Ant. [Act 4, Scene 9]
Ant. Enter a Centerie, and his Company, Enobarbus followes.
Cent. Cent.
Cent. If we be not releeu'd within this houre,
Cent. We must returne to'th'Court of Guard: the night
Cent. Is shiny, and they say, we shall embattaile
Cent. By'th'second houre i'th'Morne.