Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ant. Too late good Diomed: call my Guard I prythee.
Dio. Dio.
Dio. What hoa: the Emperors Guard,
Dio. The Guard, what hoa? Come, your Lord calles.
Dio. Enter 4. or 5. of the Guard of Anthony.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. Beare me good Friends where Cleopatra bides,
Ant. 'Tis the last seruice that I shall command you.
1 1
1 Woe, woe are we sir, you may not liue to weare
1 All your true Followers out.
All. All.
All. Most heauy day.
Ant. Nay good my Fellowes, do not please sharp fate
Ant. To grace it with your sorrowes. Bid that welcome
Ant. Which comes to punish vs, and we punish it
Ant. Seeming to beare it lightly. Take me vp,
Ant. I haue led you oft, carry me now good Friends,
Ant. And haue my thankes for all.