Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Eros. I my Lord.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. That which is now a Horse, euen with a thought
Ant. the Racke dislimes, and makes it indistinct
Ant. As water is in water.
Eros. Eros.
Eros. It does my Lord.
Ant. My good Knaue Eros, now thy Captaine is
Ant. Euen such a body: Heere I am Anthony,
Ant. Yet cannot hold this visible shape (my Knaue)
Ant. I made these warres for Egypt, and the Queene,
Ant. Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine:
Ant. Which whil'st it was mine, had annext vntoo't
Ant. A Million moe, (now lost:) shee Eros has
Ant. Packt Cards with Cæsars, and false plaid my Glory
Ant. Vnto an Enemies triumph.
Ant. Nay, weepe not gentle Eros, there is left vs
Ant. Our selues to end our selues.
Ant. Enter Mardian.