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SCENE X.

Charmian enters,
Char.
O false, false Egypt—
He's dying, mistress, dying!

Clo.
Dost thou mean Antony?

Charm.
When, as he would have pass'd the western gate,
Your faithless Alexandrians set themselves
Against his purpose.—Being thus begirt,
Within, without, by foes, and no way left,
He, Eros, and his faithful Enobarbus,
All turn'd their mighty swords upon themselves,
And fell together.

Cleo.
What, my own Egyptians?
Dogs, dogs, and harpies, monsters of the Nile!
False, recreant Egypt!—Never more arise
A prince, of thine own race, to honour thee!
But foreign vultures, with fell beaks and talons,
Seize on thy state, and prey upon thy vitals,
Even to the end, the end of time!

Iras,
O, madam,
Lo, where the emperor comes!

Char.
Bloody and wan—his failing steps supported
By his sad captains!

Cleo.
Oh—I see—'tis done—'tis over—all—
Ye gods—you can no more!
O wreck of heaven and earth!—O Antony, Antony!