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Thou know'st, that we two went to school together;
Vol. That's not an office for a friend, my lord.
Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep;
Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest,
Cii. Fly, my lord, fly.
Hence; I will follow thee. [Exeunt Clitus, Dardanius, and Volumnius. I pr'ythee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord: Thou art a fellow of a good respect; Thy life hath had some smatch of honour in it: Hold then my sword, and turn away thy face, While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato ?
Stra. Give me your hand first: Fare you well, my lord.
Bru. Farewell, good Strato.-Cæsar, now be still: I kill'd not thee with half so good a will.
[He runs on his sword, and dies. Alarum. Retreat. Enter Octavius, Antony, Messala, Lucilius, and their Army.
Oct. What man that?
Mes. My master's man.-Strato, where is thy
Stra. Free from the bondage you are in, Messala;
The conquerors can but make a fire of him;
That thou hast prov'd Lucilius' saying true.
Oct. All that serv'd Brutus, I will entertain* them. Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? Stra. Ay, if Messala will prefer† me to you. Oct. Do so, Messala. Mes. How died my master, Strato? Stra. I held the sword, and he did run on it. Mes. Octavius, then take him to follow thee, That did the latest service to my master.
Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them all :
Oct. According to his virtue let us use him,
Of this tragedy many particular passages deserve regard, and the contention and reconcilement of Brutus and Cassius, is universally celebrated; but I have never been strongly agitated in perusing it, and think it somewhat cold and unaffecting, compared with some other of Shakspeare's plays: his adherence to the real story, and to the Roman manners, seem to have impeded the natural vigour of his genius.-JOHNSON.
* Receive into my service.
friends of Pompey.
Taurus, lieutenant-general to Casar.
Canidius, lieutenant-general to Antony.
Silius, an officer in Ventidius's army.
Euphronius, an ambassador from Antony to Cæsar.
Alexas, Mardian, Seleucus, and Diomedes; attendants on
A Soothsayer. A Clown.
Cleopatra, queen of Egypt.
Octavia, sister to Cæsar, and wife to Antony.
Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and other Attendants.
ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA.
SCENE I. Alexandria. A room in Cleopatra's palace.
Enter Demetrius and Philo.
Philo. NAY, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges* all temper; And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust. Look, where they come !
Flourish. Enter Antony and Cleopatra, with their trains; Eunuchs fanning her.
Take but good note, and you shall see in him
Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much.
Cleo. I'll set a bourn† how far to be belov❜d. Ant. Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth.
Enter an Attendant.
Att. News, my good lord, from Rome.
+ Bound or limit.