MARK ANTONY
Dead, then? MARDIAN
Dead. MARK ANTONY
Unarm, Eros; the long day's task is done, And we must sleep.
To MARDIAN
That thou depart'st hence safe, Does pay thy labour richly; go.
Exit MARDIAN
Off, pluck off: The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep The battery from my heart. O, cleave, my sides! Heart,
once be stronger than thy continent, Crack thy frail case! Apace, Eros, apace. No more a soldier: bruised
pieces, go; You have been nobly borne. From me awhile.
Exit EROS
I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now All length is torture: since
the torch is out, Lie down, and stray no farther: now all labour Mars what it does; yea, very force entangles Itself
with strength: seal then, and all is done. Eros!I come, my queen:Eros!Stay for me: Where souls do couch
on flowers, we'll hand in hand, And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze: Dido and her AEneas
shall want troops, And all the haunt be ours. Come, Eros, Eros!
Re-enter EROS EROS
What would my lord? MARK ANTONY
Since Cleopatra died, I have lived in such dishonour, that the gods Detest my baseness. I, that with my
sword Quarter'd the world, and o'er green Neptune's back With ships made cities, condemn myself to
lack The courage of a woman; less noble mind Than she which by her death our Caesar tells 'I am conqueror
of myself.' Thou art sworn, Eros, That, when the exigent should come, which now Is come indeed, when I
should see behind me The inevitable prosecution of Disgrace and horror, that, on my command, Thou then
wouldst kill me: do't; the time is come: Thou strikest not me, 'tis Caesar thou defeat'st. Put colour in thy
cheek. EROS
The gods withhold me! Shall I do that which all the Parthian darts, Though enemy, lost aim, and could
not? MARK ANTONY
Eros, Wouldst thou be window'd in great Rome and see Thy master thus with pleach'd arms, bending
down His corrigible neck, his face subdued To penetrative shame, whilst the wheel'd seat Of fortunate
Caesar, drawn before him, branded His baseness that ensued?
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