University of Virginia Library

Search this document 
  
  
  

collapse section1. 
 1. 
 2. 
 3. 
 4. 
 5. 
 6. 
collapse section2. 
 1. 
 2. 
 3. 
 4. 
 5. 
 6. 
 7. 
 8. 
 9. 
 10. 
 11. 
 12. 
 13. 
collapse section3. 
 1. 
 2. 
 3. 
 4. 
 5. 
collapse section4. 
 1. 
 2. 
 3. 
 4. 
 5. 
 6. 
 7. 
 8. 
 9. 
collapse section5. 
 1. 
 2. 
 3. 
 4. 
SCENE IV.
 5. 
 6. 
 7. 
 8. 
 9. 
 10. 
 11. 


414

SCENE IV.

To Antony, Enobarbus, and Soldiers.
Enob.
My passion's breathless!

Ant.
The matter?

Enob.
All's lost—the Cleopatra has betray'd us!
Her fleets have yielded to the foe, and yonder
Cast up their caps, and shout aloud for Cæsar!

Ant.
Triple turn'd harlot!—She hath sold me, sold me!—
Fly, my brave fellows, fly!—there's loss enough!
For when I am reveng'd upon my spell,
I have done all!
Go, Enobarbus—bid them all fly—begone!

[Exeunt all but Antony.
Ant.
O sun, thine uprise shall I see no more!—
Fortune and Antony part here!—
All come to this?—The pine, the pine is bark'd,
That overtopt them all!—
O, this false soul of Egypt!
She hath beguiled me, to the very heart
Of loss and defamation!—
Ah, thou witch—avaunt!

Cleopatra enters.
Cleo.
Why is my lord in wrath?

Ant.
Vanish! or I shall spoil thy Cæsar's triumph!—
Stay!—rather let him take thee—hoist thee up,

415

To the mechanic rabble of lewd Rome!
The shrillness of their shouts shall tear thine organs,
And the close rankness of their gathering breaths
Cloud thee to suffocation!—
Let—let Octavia, with prepared nails,
Plough up thy visage!—
Let—'Tis well thou'rt gone!
[Exit Cleopatra.
Ho, Eros, ho!—
The Shirt of Nessus is upon me—Hercules!
Teach me, mine ancestor, thy rage!
Let me lodge Lychas on the horn o'th'moon!
And, with a club, above the lift of Cæsar,
Subdue my worthier self!—The witch shall die!—
She hath sold me, and she dies for't—Eros, ho!—

[Exit.