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Antony and Cleopatra: Act 4, Scene 12

Antony and Cleopatra
Act 4, Scene 12

Another part of the field of battle between the camps.

  1. Enter Antony and Scarus.

Mark Antony

2 - 4
  1. Yet they are not join’d. Where yond pine does stand
  2. I shall discover all; I’ll bring thee word
  3. Straight how ’tis like to go.
  1. Exit.
  1. Alarum afar off, as at a sea-fight.

Scarus

7 - 13
  1.                               Swallows have built
  2. In Cleopatra’s sails their nests. The auguries
  3. Say they know not, they cannot tell, look grimly,
  4. And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony
  5. Is valiant, and dejected, and by starts
  6. His fretted fortunes give him hope and fear
  7. Of what he has, and has not.
  1. Enter Antony.

Mark Antony

15 - 39
  1.                              All is lost!
  2. This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me.
  3. My fleet hath yielded to the foe, and yonder
  4. They cast their caps up and carouse together
  5. Like friends long lost. Triple-turn’d whore! ’Tis thou
  6. Hast sold me to this novice, and my heart
  7. Makes only wars on thee. Bid them all fly;
  8. For when I am reveng’d upon my charm,
  9. I have done all. Bid them all fly, be gone.
  10. Exit Scarus.
  11. O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more,
  12. Fortune and Antony part here, even here
  13. Do we shake hands. All come to this? The hearts
  14. That spannell’d me at heels, to whom I gave
  15. Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets
  16. On blossoming Caesar; and this pine is bark’d,
  17. That overtopp’d them all. Betray’d I am.
  18. O this false soul of Egypt! This grave charm,
  19. Whose eye beck’d forth my wars and call’d them home,
  20. Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end,
  21. Like a right gypsy, hath at fast and loose
  22. Beguil’d me to the very heart of loss.
  23. What, Eros, Eros!
  24. Enter Cleopatra.
  25.                   Ah, thou spell! Avaunt!

Cleopatra

40
  1. Why is my lord enrag’d against his love?

Mark Antony

41 - 60
  1. Vanish, or I shall give thee thy deserving,
  2. And blemish Caesar’s triumph. Let him take thee
  3. And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians!
  4. Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot
  5. Of all thy sex; most monster-like, be shown
  6. For poor’st diminutives, for dolts, and let
  7. Patient Octavia plough thy visage up
  8. With her prepared nails.
  9. Exit Cleopatra.
  10.                          ’Tis well th’ art gone,
  11. If it be well to live; but better ’twere
  12. Thou fell’st into my fury, for one death
  13. Might have prevented many. Eros, ho!
  14. The shirt of Nessus is upon me; teach me,
  15. Alcides, thou mine ancestor, thy rage.
  16. Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o’ th’ moon,
  17. And with those hands, that grasp’d the heaviest club,
  18. Subdue my worthiest self. The witch shall die.
  19. To the young Roman boy she hath sold me, and I fall
  20. Under this plot. She dies for’t. Eros, ho!
  1. Exit.
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