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SCENE I.

The same. Another Room.
Enter Antony and Cleopatra; Charmian, Iras, and Others, attending.
Ant.
Eros! mine armour, Eros!

Cle.
—Sleep a little.

Ant.
No, my chuck.—Eros, come; mine armour, Eros!
Enter Eros, with Armour.
Come, my good fellow, put thine iron on:—
If fortune be not ours to-day, it is
Because we brave her.—Come.

[Eros arms him.
Cle.
—Nay, I'll help too.

Ant.
What's this for? Ah, let be, let be! thou art
The armourer of my heart: False, false; this, this.

Cle.
Sooth, la, I'll help: Thus it must be.

Ant.
—Well, well;
We shall thrive now.—Seest thou, my good fellow?
Go, put on thy defences.

Ero.
—Briefly, sir.

Cle.
Is not this buckl'd well?

Ant.
—O, rarely, rarely:
He that unbuckles this, 'till we do please
To doff't for our repose, shall hear a storm.—
Thou fumbl'st, Eros; and my Queen's a 'squire
More tight at this, than thou: Dispatch.—O, love,
That thou could'st see my wars to day, and knew'st
The royal occupation! thou should'st see

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Enter an Officer, arm'd.
A workman in't.—Good morrow to thee; welcome;
Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge:
To business that we love we rise betime,
And go to't with delight.

1. O.
—A thousand, sir,
Early though't be, have on their rivetted trim,
And at the port expect you.

[Shout within. Trumpets.
Enter other Officers, Soldiers, &c.
2. O.
The morn is fair.—Good morrow, general.

all.
Good morrow, general.

Ant.
—'Tis well blown, lads.
This morning, like the spirit of a youth
That means to be of note, begins betimes.—
So, so; come, give me that: this way; well said.
Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me:
This † is a soldier's kiss: rebukable,
And worthy shameful check

cheek

it were, to stand

On more mechanick compliment; I'll leave thee
Now, like a man of steel.—You that will fight,
Follow me close; I'll bring you to't.—Adieu.

[Exeunt Eros, Antony, Officers, and Soldiers.
Cha.
Please you, retire into your chamber.

Cle.
—Lead me.
He goes forth gallantly. That he and Cæsar might
Determine this great war in single fight!
Then, Antony,—But now—Well, on.

[Exeunt.