2815The Soule and Body riue not more in parting,

2816Then greatnesse going off.

2817Cleo. To'th'Monument:

2818Mardian, go tell him I haue slaine my selfe:

2819Say, that the last I spoke was Anthony,

2820And word it (prythee) pitteously. Hence Mardian,

2821And bring me how he takes my death to'th'Monument.

2824Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me?

2825Eros. I Noble Lord.

2826Ant. Sometime we see a clowd that's Dragonish,

2827A vapour sometime, like a Beare, or Lyon,

2828A toward Cittadell, a pendant Rocke,

2829A forked Mountaine, or blew Promontorie

2830With Trees vpon't, that nodde vnto the world,

2831And mocke our eyes with Ayre.

2832Thou hast seene these Signes,

2833They are blacke Vespers Pageants.

2834Eros. I my Lord.

2835Ant. That which is now a Horse, euen with a thoght

2836the Racke dislimes, and makes it indistinct

2837As water is in water.

2838Eros. It does my Lord.

2839Ant. My good Knaue Eros, now thy Captaine is

2840Euen such a body: Heere I am Anthony,

2841Yet cannot hold this visible shape (my Knaue)

2842I made these warres for Egypt, and the Queene,

2843Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine:

2844Which whil'st it was mine, had annext vntoo't

2845A Million moe, (now lost:) shee Eros has

2846Packt Cards with Caesars, and false plaid my Glory

2847Vnto an Enemies triumph.

2848Nay, weepe not gentle Eros, there is left vs

2849Our selues to end our selues.

2851Oh thy vilde Lady, she has rob'd me of my Sword.

2852Mar. No Anthony,

2853My Mistris lou'd thee, and her Fortunes mingled

2854With thine intirely.

2855Ant. Hence sawcy Eunuch peace, she hath betraid me,

2856And shall dye the death.

2857Mar. Death of one person, can be paide but once,

2858And that she ha's discharg'd. What thou would'st do

2859Is done vnto thy hand: the last she spake

2860Was Anthony, most Noble Anthony.

2861Then in the midd'st a tearing grone did breake

2862The name of Anthony: it was diuided

2863Betweene her heart, and lips: she rendred life

2864Thy name so buried in her.

2865Ant. Dead then?

2866Mar. Dead.

2867Ant. Vnarme Eros, the long dayes taske is done,

2868And we must sleepe: That thou depart'st hence safe

2869Does pay thy labour richly: Go. exit Mardian.

2870Off, plucke off,

2871The seuen-fold shield of Aiax cannot keepe

2872The battery from my heart. Oh cleaue my sides.

2873Heart, once be stronger then thy Continent,

2874Cracke thy fraile Case. Apace Eros, apace;

2875No more a Soldier: bruised peeces go,

2876You haue bin Nobly borne. From me awhile. exit Eros

2877I will o're-take thee Cleopatra, and

2878Weepe for my pardon. So it must be, for now

2879All length is Torture: since the Torch is out,

2880Lye downe and stray no farther. Now all labour

2881Marres what it does: yea, very force entangles

2882It selfe with strength: Seale then and all is done.

2883Eros? I come my Queene. Eros? Stay for me,

2884Where Soules do couch on Flowers, wee'l hand in hand,

2885And with our sprightly Port make the Ghostes gaze:

2886Dido, and her Aeneas shall want Troopes,

2887And all the haunt be ours. Come Eros, Eros.

2889Eros. What would my Lord?

2890Ant. Since Cleopatra dyed,

2891I haue liu'd in such dishonour, that the Gods

2892Detest my basenesse. I, that with my Sword,

2893Quarter'd the World, and o're greene Neptunes backe

2894With Ships, made Cities; condemne my selfe, to lacke

2895The Courage of a Woman, lesse Noble minde

2896Then she which by her death, our Caesar telles

2897I am Conqueror of my selfe. Thou art sworne Eros,

2898That when the exigent should come, which now

2899Is come indeed: When I should see behinde me

2900Th'ineuitable prosecution of disgrace and horror,

2901That on my command, thou then would'st kill me.

2902Doo't, the time is come: Thou strik'st not me,

2903'Tis Caesar thou defeat'st. Put colour in thy Cheeke.

2904Eros. The Gods with-hold me,

2905Shall I do that which all the Parthian Darts,

2906(Though Enemy) lost ayme, and could not.

2907Ant. Eros,

2908Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and see

2909Thy Master thus with pleacht Armes, bending downe

2910His corrigible necke, his face subdu'de

2911To penetratiue shame; whil'st the wheel'd seate

2912Of Fortunate Caesar drawne before him, branded

2913His Basenesse that ensued.

2914Eros. I would not see't.

2915Ant. Come then: for with a wound I must be cur'd.

2916Draw that thy honest Sword, which thou hast worne

2917Most vsefull for thy Country.

2918Eros. Oh sir, pardon me.

2919Ant. When I did make thee free, swor'st y^u not then

2920To do this when I bad thee? Do it at once,

2921Or thy precedent Seruices are all

2922But accidents vnpurpos'd. Draw, and come.

2923Eros. Turne from me then that Noble countenance,

2924Wherein the worship of the whole world lyes.

2925Ant. Loe thee.

2926Eros. My sword is drawne.

2927Ant. Then let it do at once

2928The thing why thou hast drawne it.

2929Eros. My deere Master,

2930My Captaine, and my Emperor. Let me say

2931Before I strike this bloody stroke, Farwell.

2932Ant. 'Tis said man, and farewell.

2933Eros. Farewell great Chiefe. Shall I strike now?

2934Ant. Now Eros. Killes himselfe.

2935Eros. Why there then:

2936Thus I do escape the sorrow of Anthonies death.

2937Ant. Thrice-Nobler then my selfe,

2938Thou teachest me: Oh valiant Eros, what

2939I should, and thou could'st not, my Queene and Eros

2940Haue by their braue instruction got vpon me

2941A Noblenesse in Record. But I will bee

2942A Bride-groome in my death, and run intoo't

2943As to a Louers bed. Come then, and Eros,

2944Thy Master dies thy Scholler; to do thus

2945I learnt of thee. How, not dead? Not dead?

2946The Guard, how? Oh dispatch me.