Thou know'st, that we two went to school together;
Even for that our love of old, I pray thee,
Hold thou my sword-hilts, whilst I run on it.
Vol. That's not an office for a friend, my lord.

(Alarum still. Cli. Fly, fly, my lord; there is no tarrying here. Bru. Farewell to you;-and you ;-and you,

Volumnius.Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep; Farewell to thee too, Strato.-Countrymen, My heart doth joy, that yet, in all my life, I found no man, but he was true to me. I shall have glory by this losing day, More than Octavius, and Mark Antony, By this vile conquest shall attain unto, So, fare you well at once; for Brutus' tongue Hath almost ended his life's history: Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest, That have but labour'd to attain this hour.

[Alarum. Cry within, Fly, fly, fly. Cli

. Fly, my lord, fly. Bru.

Hence; I will follow thee. [Ereunt Clitus, Dardanius, and Volumnius. I pr'ythee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord : Thou art a fellow of a good respect; Thy life hath had some smatch of honour in it: Hold then my sword, and turn away thy face, While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato? Stra. Give me your hand first: Fare you well, my

lord. Bru. Farewell, good Strato.-Cæsar, now be still: I kill'd not thee with half so good a will.

[He runs on his sword, and dies. Alarum. Retreat. Enter Octavius, Antony, Messala,

Lucilius, and their Army. Oct. What man is that? Mes. My master's man.-Strato, where is thy

master ? Stra. Free from the bondage you are in, Messala;

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The conquerors can but make a fire of him;
For Brutus only overcame himself,
And no man else hath honour by his death.
Luc. So Brutus should be found. I thank thee,

Brutus,
That thou hast prov'd Lucilius' saying true.

Oct. All that serv'd Brutus, I will entertain * them. Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me?

Stra. Ay, if Messala will prefer † me to you.
Oct. Do so, Messala.
Mes.

How died my master, Strato? Stra. I held the sword, and he did run on it. Mes. Octavius, then take him to follow thee, That did the latest service to my master.

Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them all :
All the conspirators, save only he,
Did that they did in envy of great Cæsar ;
He, only, in a general honest thought,
And common good to all, made one of them.
His life was gentle; and the elements
So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up,
And say to all the world, This was a man!

Oct. According to his virtue let us use him,
With all respect and rites of burial.
Within my tent his bones to-night shall lie,
Most like a soldier, order'd honourably.-
So, call the field to rest: and let's away,
To part the glories of this happy day.

[Exeunt.

Of this tragedy many particular passages deserve regard, and the contention and reconcilement of Brutus and Cassius, is universally celebrated; but I have never been strongly agitated in perusing it, and think it somewhat cold and unaffecting, compared with some other of Shakspeare's plays: his adherence to the real story, and to the Roman manners, seem to have impeded the natural vigour of his genius.-JOHNSON.

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

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M. Antony,
Octavius Cæsar, triumvirs.
M. Æmil. Lepidus,
Sextus Pompeius.
Domitius Enobarbus,
Ventidius,
Eros,
Scarus,

friends of Antony.
Dercetas,
Demetrius,
Philo,
Mecænas,
Agrippa,
Dolabella,
Proculeius,

friends of Cæsar.
Thyreus,
Gallus,
Menas,
Menecrates, friends of Pompey.
Varrius,
Taurus, lieutenant-general to Cæsar.
Canidius, lieutenant-gcnerul to Antony.
Silius, an officer in Ventidius's army.
Euphronius, an ambassador from Antony to Cæsar.
Alexas, Mardian, Seleucus, and Diomedes ; attendants on

Cleopatra.
A Soothsayer. A Clown.
Cleopatra, queen of Egypt.
Octavia, sister to Cæsar, and wife to Antony.
Charmian,

attendants on Cleopatra. Iras,

Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and other Attendants.

Scene, dispersed; in several parts of the Roman empire.

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA.

ACT I.

SCENE I. Alexandria. A room in Cleopatra's

palace.

Enter Demetrius and Philo.
Philo. Nay, but this dotage of our general's
O'erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes,
That o'er the files and musters of the war
Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn,
The office and devotion of their view
Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart,
Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst
The buckles on his breast, reneges * all temper;
And is become the bellows, and the fan,
To cool a gipsy's lust. Look, where they come !
Flourish. Enter Antony and Cleopatra, with their

trains ; Eunuchs fanning her.
Take but good note, and you shall see in him
The triple pillar of the world transform’d
Into a strumpet's fool: behold and see.

Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much.
Ant. There's beggary in the love that can be

reckon'd. Cleo. I'll set a bournt how far to be belov’d. Ant. Then must thou needs find out new heaven,

new earth.

Enter an Attendant. Att. News, my good lord, from Rome. * Renounces.