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Scene IX.—: Cæsar’sCamp. - William Shakespeare, Anthony and Cleopatra [1623]Edition used:The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (The Oxford Shakespeare), ed. with a glossary by W.J. Craig M.A. (Oxford University Press, 1916).
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Scene IX.—Cæsar’sCamp.Sentinels on their post. First Sold.If we be not reliev’d within this hour, We must return to the court of guard: the night Is shiny, and they say we shall embattle By the second hour i’ the morn. Sec. Sold.This last day was A shrewd one to ’s. EnterEnobarbus. Eno.O! bear me witness, night,— Third Sold.What man is this? Sec. Sold.Stand close and list him. Eno.Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon, When men revolted shall upon record Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did Before thy face repent! First Sold.Enobarbus! Third Sold.Peace! Hark further. Eno.O sovereign mistress of true melancholy, The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me, That life, a very rebel to my will, May hang no longer on me; throw my heart Against the flint and hardness of my fault, Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder, And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony! Nobler than my revolt is infamous, Forgive me in thine own particular; But let the world rank me in register A master-leaver and a fugitive. O Antony! O Antony! [Dies. Sec. Sold.Let’s speak to him. First Sold.Let’s hear him, for the things he speaks May concern Cæsar. Third Sold.Let’s do so. But he sleeps. First Sold.Swounds rather; for so bad a prayer as his Was never yet for sleep. Sec. Sold.Go we to him. Third Sold.Awake, sir, awake! speak to us. Sec. SoldHear you, sir? First Sold.The Land of death hath raught him. [Drums afar off. Hark! the drums Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him To the court of guard; he is of note: our hour Is fully out. Third Sold.Come on, then; He may recover yet. [Exeunt with the body. |

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