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Antony and Cleopatra

Act IV, Scene 12

Another part of the same.
 
[Enter MARK ANTONY and SCARUS]
 
MARK ANTONY
       T    T   T    ___    ____    oo
      Yet they are | not | joined:|
        ,           ,          ,     2            ,      ,
      Where yond^|pine does^|stand, I shall | discov|er all.
             ,            ,        ,                  ,        ,
      I'll bring | thee word | straight, how*| 'tis like | to go.
 
[Exit]
 
SCARUS
        ,               ,
      Swallows | have built   ????
          ,    ,         ,             ,          ,    2   ->
      In Cle|opat|ra's sails | their nests.| The aug||urers
       ,        2       ,            x       ,           ,
      Say,| they know* not,| they cannot | tell, look^|grimly,
            ,          ,             ,          ,    ,
      And dare | not speak | their know|ledge. Ant|ony,
          ,   2     ,        ,       ,          ,
      Is val|iant, and | deject|ed, and | by starts,
            ,       ,          ,          ,          ,
      His fret|ted for|tunes give | him hope | and fear
           ,        ,       2     ,
      Of what | he has,| and has not.
 
[Enter MARK ANTONY]
 
MARK ANTONY
                                       T   T   T
                                      All is lost:
             ,      ,         ,        ,      ,
      This foul | Egyp|tian hath | betray|ed me:
           ,            ,       ,        ,          ,     2->
      My fleet | hath yield|ed to | the foe,| and yond||er
             ,            ,     ,     2     ,       ,
      They cast | their caps | up, and ca|rouse to|gether
        T     T      T      T     Tx      T       ,             , ->
      Like friends long | lost. Triple-turned | whore, tis || thou
               ,         2      ,        ,         ,
      Hast | sold me | to this nov|ice, and | my heart
             ,      ,         ,     ,               ,
      Makes^on|ly wars | on thee.| Bid them | all* fly:
            ,       ,        ,       ,         ,
      For when | I am | revenged | upon | my charm,
                 ,   ,     ,               ,        ,
      I have / done all.| Bid them | all* fly,| begone.
 
[Exit SCARUS]
         ,         ,   ,             ,         ,
      O sun,| thy up|rise shall | I see | no more,
       ,             ,          ,    ,      2    ,
      Fortune,| and Ant|ony / part here,| even here
                ,     ,            ,         ,           ,
      Do we / shake hands?| All* come | to this?| The hearts
             ,         ,        ,          ,        ,
      That span|ieled me | at heels,| to whom | I gave
              ,       ,       ,        ,             ,
      Their wish|es, do | discan|dy, melt | their sweets
           ,          ,        ,           ,          ,
      On blos|soming Cae|sar: and | this pine | is barked,
            ,      ,           ,         ,        ,
      That ov|ertopped | them all.| Betrayed | I am.
                   ,     ,        ,               ,     ,
      Oh* this / false soul | of Eg|ypt! This / grave charm,
             ,             ,          ,           ,            ,
      Whose eye | becked^forth | my wars,| and called | them home:
             ,      ,         ,              ,    ,
      Whose^bos|om was | my crown|et, my / chief end,
        T  .   T    T        ,         ,          ,
      Like a right gyp|sy, hath | at fast | and loose
           ,          ,        ,      ,          ,
      Beguiled | me, to | the ve|ry heart | of loss.
            ,      ,      ,          ,        ,
      What Er|os, Er|os? Ah,| thou spell!| Avaunt.
 
[Enter CLEOPATRA]
 
CLEOPATRA
       ,            ,        ,         ,           ,
      Why is | my lord | enraged | against | his love?
 
MARK ANTONY
       ,        ,  2          ,          ,      ,
      Vanish,| or I shall | give thee | thy de|serving,
            ,       ,         ,           x        ,
      And blem|ish Cae|sar's tri|umph. Let him | take thee,
            ,           ,    ,         ,     2     ,
      And hoist | thee up | to the | shouting ple|beians,
       ,             ,   2     ,          ,         ,
      Follow | his char|iot, like | the great|est spot
          ,         ,           ,        ,         ,
      Of all | thy sex.| Most^monst|er-like | be shown
            ,         ,     ,           ,          ,
      For poorst | dimin|utives,| for doits,| and let
       ,           ,  2     ,         ,       ,
      Patient | Octav|ia, plow | thy vis|age up
        ,            ,       ,            ,              ,
      With her | prepar|ed nails.| 'Tis well | thou'rt gone,
 
[Exit CLEOPATRA]
          ,        ,         ,         ,         ,
      If it | be well | to live.| But bet|ter 'twere
              ,        ,       ,            ,    ,
      Thou fellst | into | my fu|ry, for / one death
        ,              ,       ,     ,       ,
      Might have | prevent|ed ma|ny. Er|os, ho?
            ,         ,   ,    2   ,         ,
      The shirt | of Nes|sus is u|pon me,| teach me
         ,        ,          ,  ,             ,
      Alcid|es, thou | mine^an|cestor,| thy rage.
       T   .   T     T      ,         ,       2      ,
      Let me lodge Lich|as on | the horns | of the moon,
            ,            ,             ,           ,    2     ,
      And with | those hands | that grasped | the heav|iest club,
          ,         ,   2      ,          ,            ,
      Subdue | my worth|iest self:| the witch | shall die,
        2      ,      ,       ,     2         ,          2    ,
      To the young | Roman | boy she hath | sold me,| and I fall
       ,             ,          ,       2    ,      ,
      Under | this plot:| she dies | for it. Er|os ho?
 
[Exit]

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