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  • Title: Anthony and Cleopatra (Folio 1, 1623)
  • Editor: Randall Martin
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-433-2

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Randall Martin
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    Anthony and Cleopatra (Folio 1, 1623)

    Camidius Marcheth with his Land Army one way ouer the
    stage, and Towrus the Lieutenant of Caesar the other way:
    1975After their going in, is heard the noise of a Sea-fight.
    Alarum. Enter Enobarbus and Scarus.
    Eno. Naught, naught, al naught, I can behold no longer:
    Thantoniad, the Egyptian Admirall,
    With all their sixty flye, and turne the Rudder:
    1980To see't, mine eyes are blasted.
    Enter Scarrus.
    Scar. Gods, & Goddesses, all the whol synod of them!
    Eno. What's thy passion.
    Scar. The greater Cantle of the world, is lost
    1985With very ignorance, we haue kist away
    Kingdomes, and Prouinces.
    Eno. How appeares the Fight?
    Scar. On our side, like the Token'd Pestilence,
    Where death is sure. Yon ribaudred Nagge of Egypt,
    1990(Whom Leprosie o're-take) i'th'midst o'th'fight,
    When vantage like a payre of Twinnes appear'd
    Both as the same, or rather ours the elder;
    (The Breeze vpon her) like a Cow in Inne,
    Hoists Sailes, and flyes.
    1995Eno. That I beheld:
    Mine eyes did sicken at the sight, and could not
    Indure a further view.
    Scar. She once being looft,
    The Noble ruine of her Magicke, Anthony,
    2000Claps on his Sea-wing, and (like a doting Mallard)
    Leauing the Fight in heighth, flyes after her:
    I neuer saw an Action of such shame;
    Experience, Man-hood, Honor, ne're before,
    Did violate so it selfe.
    2005Enob. Alacke, alacke.
    Enter Camidius.
    Cam. Our Fortune on the Sea is out of breath,
    And sinkes most lamentably. Had our Generall
    Bin what he knew himselfe, it had gone well:
    2010Oh his ha's giuen example for our flight,
    Most grossely by his owne.
    Enob. I, are you thereabouts? Why then goodnight
    Cam. Toward Peloponnesus are they fled.
    2015Scar. 'Tis easie toot,
    And there I will attend what further comes.
    Camid. To Caesar will I render
    My Legions and my Horse, sixe Kings alreadie
    Shew me the way of yeelding.
    2020Eno. Ile yet follow
    The wounded chance of Anthony, though my reason
    Sits in the winde against me.