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Edward Capell [1758], Antony and Cleopatra; an historical Play, written by William Shakespeare: fitted for the Stage by abridging only; and now acted, at the Theatre-Royal in Drury-Lane, by his Majesty's Servants (Printed for J. and R. Tonson [etc.], London) [word count] [S30100].
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SCENE III. Before Alexandria. Cæsar's Camp. Flourish. Enter Cæsar, with Agrippa, Enobarbus, and Others.

Cæs.
Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight:
Our will is, Antony be took alive;
Make it so known.

Agr.
Cæsar, I shall. [Exit Agrippa.

-- 66 --

Cæs.
The time of universal peace is near:
Prove this a prosperous day, the three-nook'd world
Shall bear the olive freely.
Enter an Officer.

Off.
Antony
Is come into the field.

Cæs.
—Go, charge Agrippa
Plant those that have revolted in the van;
That Antony may seem to spend his fury
Upon himself.
[Exeunt Cæsar, and Train.

Eno.
Alexas did revolt: he went to Jewry, on
Affairs of Antony; there did persuade
Great Herod to incline himself to Cæsar,
And leave his master Antony: for this pains,
Cæsar hath hang'd him. Canidius, and the rest
That fell away, have entertainment, but
No honourable trust. I have done ill;
Of which I do accuse myself so sorely,
That I will joy no more.
Enter a Soldier.

Sol.
—Enobarbus, Antony
Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with
His bounty over-plus: The messenger
Came on my guard; and at thy tent is now,
Unloading of his mules.

Eno.
I give it you.

Sol.
—I mock not, Enobarbus,
I tell you true: Best you see safe the bringer
Out of the host; I must attend mine office,
Or would have done't myself. Your Emperor
Continues still a Jove. [Exit Soldier.

Eno.
I am alone the villain of the earth,

-- 67 --


And feel I am so most. O Antony,
Thou mine of bounty, how would'st thou have pay'd
My better service, when my turpitude
Thou dost so crown with gold! This bows my heart:
If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean
Shall out-strike thought; but thought will do't, I feel.
I fight against thee! no: I will go seek
Some ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits
My latter part of life. [Exit.
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Edward Capell [1758], Antony and Cleopatra; an historical Play, written by William Shakespeare: fitted for the Stage by abridging only; and now acted, at the Theatre-Royal in Drury-Lane, by his Majesty's Servants (Printed for J. and R. Tonson [etc.], London) [word count] [S30100].
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