2024Ant. Hearke, the Land bids me tread no more vpon't,

2025It is asham'd to beare me. Friends, come hither,

2026I am so lated in the world, that I

2027Haue lost my way for euer. I haue a shippe,

2028Laden with Gold, take that, diuide it: flye,

2029And make your peace with Caesar.

2030Omnes. Fly? Not wee.

2031Ant. I haue fled my selfe, and haue instructed cowards

2032To runne, and shew their shoulders. Friends be gone,

2033I haue my selfe resolu'd vpon a course,

2034Which has no neede of you. Be gone,

2035My Treasure's in the Harbour. Take it: Oh,

2036I follow'd that I blush to looke vpon,

2037My very haires do mutiny: for the white

2038Reproue the browne for rashnesse, and they them

2039For feare, and doting. Friends be gone, you shall

2040Haue Letters from me to some Friends, that will

2041Sweepe your way for you. Pray you looke not sad,

2042Nor make replyes of loathnesse, take the hint

2043Which my dispaire proclaimes. Let them be left

2044Which leaues it selfe, to the Sea-side straight way;

2045I will possesse you of that ship and Treasure.

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2046Leaue me, I pray a little: pray you now,

2047Nay do so: for indeede I haue lost command,

2048Therefore I pray you, Ile see you by and by. Sits downe

2050Eros. Nay gentle Madam, to him, comfort him.

2051Iras. Do most deere Queene.

2052Char. Do, why, what else?

2053Cleo. Let me sit downe: Oh Iuno.

2054Ant. No, no, no, no, no.

2055Eros. See you heere, Sir?

2056Ant. Oh fie, fie, fie.

2057Char. Madam.

2058Iras. Madam, oh good Empresse.

2059Eros. Sir, sir.

2060Ant. Yes my Lord, yes; he at Philippi kept

2061His sword e'ne like a dancer, while I strooke

2062The leane and wrinkled Cassius, and 'twas I

2063That the mad Brutus ended: he alone

2064Dealt on Lieutenantry, and no practise had

2065In the braue squares of Warre: yet now: no matter.

2066Cleo. Ah stand by.

2067Eros. The Queene my Lord, the Queene.

2068Iras. Go to him, Madam, speake to him,

2069Hee's vnqualited with very shame.

2070Cleo. Well then, sustaine me: Oh.

2071Eros. Most Noble Sir arise, the Queene approaches,

2072Her head's declin'd, and death will cease her, but

2073Your comfort makes the rescue.

2074Ant. I haue offended Reputation,

2075A most vnnoble sweruing.

2076Eros. Sir, the Queene.

2077Ant. Oh whether hast thou lead me Egypt, see

2078How I conuey my shame, out of thine eyes,

2079By looking backe what I haue left behinde

2080Stroy'd in dishonor.

2081Cleo. Oh my Lord, my Lord

2082Forgiue my fearfull sayles, I little thought

2083You would haue followed.

2084Ant. Egypt, thou knew'st too well,

2085My heart was to thy Rudder tyed by'th'strings,

2086And thou should'st stowe me after. O're my spirit

2087The full supremacie thou knew'st, and that

2088Thy becke, might from the bidding of the Gods

2089Command mee.

2090Cleo. Oh my pardon.

2091Ant. Now I must

2092To the young man send humble Treaties, dodge

2093And palter in the shifts of lownes, who

2094With halfe the bulke o'th'world plaid as I pleas'd,

2095Making, and marring Fortunes. You did know

2096How much you were my Conqueror, and that

2097My Sword, made weake by my affection, would

2098Obey it on all cause.

2099Cleo. Pardon, pardon.

2100Ant Fall not a teare I say, one of them rates

2101All that is wonne and lost: Giue me a kisse,

2102Euen this repayes me.

2103We sent our Schoolemaster, is a come backe?

2104Loue I am full of Lead: some Wine

2105Within there, and our Viands: Fortune knowes,

2106We scorne her most, when most she offers blowes. Exeunt