He will not fight with me, Domitius?

No.

Why should he not?

He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,

4.2.72415He is twenty men to one.

He is twenty men to one. Tomorrow, soldier,

4.2.82417By sea and land I'll fight. Or I will live,

4.2.92418Or bathe my dying honor in the blood

4.2.102419Shall make it live again. Woot thou fight well?

I'll strike, and cry "Take all!"

I'll strike, and cry "Take all!" Well said. Come on!

4.2.122422Call forth my household servants; let's tonight

4.2.132424Be bounteous at our meal.

Be bounteous at our meal. Give me thy hand,

4.2.142425Thou hast been rightly honest; so hast thou,

4.2.152426Thou, and thou, and thou. You have served me well,

4.2.162427And kings have been your fellows.

And kings have been your fellows. [Aside to Enobarbus] What means this?

[Aside to Cleopatra] 'Tis one of those odd tricks which sorrow shoots

4.2.182430Out of the mind.

Out of the mind. And thou art honest too.

4.2.192432I wish I could be made so many men,

4.2.202433And all of you clapped up together in

4.2.212434An Antony, that I might do you service

4.2.222435So good as you have done.

So good as you have done. The gods forbid!

Well, my good fellows, wait on me tonight.

4.2.242438Scant not my cups, and make as much of me

4.2.252439As when mine empire was your fellow too,

4.2.262440And suffered my command.

And suffered my command. [Aside to Enobarbus] What does he mean?

[Aside to Cleopatra] To make his followers weep.

[Aside to Cleopatra] To make his followers weep. Tend me tonight.

4.2.282444Maybe it is the period of your duty.

4.2.292445Haply you shall not see me more, or if--

4.2.302446A mangled shadow. Perchance tomorrow

4.2.312447You'll serve another master. I look on you

4.2.322448As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,

4.2.332449I turn you not away, but like a master

4.2.342450Married to your good service, stay till death.

4.2.352451Tend me tonight two hours, I ask no more,

4.2.362452And the gods yield you for't.

And the gods yield you for't. What mean you, sir,

4.2.372454To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep;

4.2.382455And I, an ass, am onion-eyed. For shame,

4.2.392456Transform us not to women!

Transform us not to women! Ho, ho, ho!

4.2.402458Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus.

4.2.412459Grace grow where those drops fall, my hearty friends,

4.2.422460You take me in too dolorous a sense.

4.2.432461For I spake to you for your comfort, did desire you

4.2.442462To burn this night with torches. Know, my hearts

4.2.452463I hope well of tomorrow, and will lead you

4.2.462464Where rather I'll expect victorious life

4.2.472465Than death and honor. Let's to supper, come,

4.2.482466And drown consideration!