Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ant. As to a Louers bed. Come then, and Eros,
Ant. Thy Master dies thy Scholler; to do thus
Ant. I learnt of thee How, not dead? Not dead?
Ant. The Guard, how? Oh dispatch me.
Ant. Enter
Ant. Anthony and Cleopatra.
Ant. Enter a Guard.
1. Guard. 1. Guard.
1. Guard. What's the noise?
Ant. Ant.
Ant. I haue done my worke ill Friends:
Ant. Oh make an end of what I haue begun.
2 2
2 The Starre is falne.
1 1
1 And time is at his Period.
All. All.
All. Alas, and woe.
Ant. Let him that loues me, strike me dead.