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[Scene II.]

Enter Anthony, Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Charmian,

Iras, Alexas, with others.

He will not fight with me, Domitian?


Why ſhould he not?

He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,
He is twenty men to one.

To morrow Soldier,
By Sea and Land Ile fight: or I will liue,
Or bathe my dying Honor in the blood
Shall make it liue againe. Woo't thou fight well.

Ile ſtrike, and cry, Take all.

Well ſaid, come on:
Call forth my Houſhold Seruants, lets to night
Enter 3 or 4 Seruitors.
Be bounteous at our Meale. Giue me thy hand,
Thou haſt bin rightly honeſt, ſo haſt thou,
Thou, and thou, and thou: you haue feru'd me well,
And Kings haue beene your fellowes.

What meanes this?

' Tis one of thoſe odde tricks which ſorow ſhoots
Out of the minde.

And thou art honeſt too:
I wiſh I could be made ſo many men,
And all of you clapt vp together, in
An Anthony: that I might do you ſeruice,
So good as you haue done.

The Gods forbid.

Well, my good Fellowes, wait on me to night:
Scant not my Cups, and make as much of me |
As when mine Empire was your Fellow too,
And ſuffer'd my command.

What does he meane?

To make his Followers weepe.

Tend me to night;
May be, it is the period of your duty,
Haply you ſhall not ſee me more, or if,
A mangled ſhadow. Perchance to morrow,
You'l ſerue another Maſter. I looke on you,
As one that takes his leaue. Mine honeſt Friends,
I turne you not away, but like a Maſter
Married to your good ſeruice, ſtay till death:
Tend me to night two houres, I aske no more,
And the Gods yeeld you for't.

What meane you (Sir)
To giue them this diſcomfort? Looke they weepe,
And I an Aſſe, am Onyon-ey'd; for ſhame,
Transforme vs not to women.

Ho, ho, ho:
Now the Witch take me, if I meant it thus.
Grace grow where thoſe drops fall (my hearty Friends)
You take me in too dolorous a ſenſe,
For I ſpake to you for your comfort, did deſire you
To burne this night with Torches: Know (my hearts)
I hope well of to morrow, and will leade you,
Where rather Ile expect victorious life,
Then death, and Honor. Let's to Supper, come,
And drowne conſideration. Exeunt.

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