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Antony and Cleopatra - Act 4, scene 8
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Act 4, scene 8
Antony orders a march through Alexandria to celebrate their victory.Alarum. Enter Antony again in a march;
Scarus, with others.
2640 We have beat him to his camp. Run one before
2641 And let the Queen know of our ⌜gests.⌝
⌜A Soldier exits.⌝
2643 Before the sun shall see ’s, we’ll spill the blood
2644 5 That has today escaped. I thank you all,
2645 For doughty-handed are you, and have fought
2646 Not as you served the cause, but as ’t had been
2647 Each man’s like mine. You have shown all Hectors.
2648 Enter the city. Clip your wives, your friends.
2649 10 Tell them your feats, whilst they with joyful tears
2650 Wash the congealment from your wounds and kiss
2651 The honored gashes whole.
⌜To Scarus.⌝ 2652 Give me thy hand.
2653 To this great fairy I’ll commend thy acts,
2654 15 Make her thanks bless thee.—O, thou day o’ th’
2656 Chain mine armed neck. Leap thou, attire and all,
2657 Through proof of harness to my heart, and there
2658 Ride on the pants triumphing.
CLEOPATRA 2659 20 Lord of lords!
2660 O infinite virtue, com’st thou smiling from
2661 The world’s great snare uncaught?
ANTONY 2662 Mine nightingale,
2663 We have beat them to their beds. What, girl, though
2664 25 gray
2665 Do something mingle with our younger brown, yet
2666 ha’ we
p. 2052667 A brain that nourishes our nerves and can
2668 Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man.
2669 30 Commend unto his lips thy favoring hand.—
2670 Kiss it, my warrior.⌜Scarus kisses her hand.⌝
2671 He hath fought today
2672 As if a god in hate of mankind had
2673 Destroyed in such a shape.
CLEOPATRA, ⌜to Scarus⌝ 2674 35 I’ll give thee, friend,
2675 An armor all of gold. It was a king’s.
2676 He has deserved it, were it carbuncled
2677 Like holy Phoebus’ car. Give me thy hand.
2678 Through Alexandria make a jolly march.
2679 40 Bear our hacked targets like the men that owe
2681 Had our great palace the capacity
2682 To camp this host, we all would sup together
2683 And drink carouses to the next day’s fate,
2684 45 Which promises royal peril.—Trumpeters,
2685 With brazen din blast you the city’s ear.
2686 Make mingle with our rattling taborins,
2687 That heaven and Earth may strike their sounds
2689 50 Applauding our approach.