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Antony and Cleopatra

Act IV, Scene 5

Alexandria. MARK ANTONY's camp.
 
[Trumpets sound. Enter MARK ANTONY and EROS; a Soldier meeting them]
 
SOLDIER
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      The gods | make this a | happy | day to | Antony.
 
MARK ANTONY
        ,                ,           ,           ,          ,
      Would thou,| and those | thy scars | had once | prevailed
           ,         ,          ,
      To make | me fight | at land.
 
SOLDIER
                                      ,            ,
                                    Hadst thou | done so,
            ,            ,       ,        ,         ,       2->
      The kings | that have | revol|ted, and | the sol||dier
            ,          ,         ,            ,            ,
      That has | this mor|ning left | thee, would | have still
       ,               ,
      Followed | thy heels.
 
MARK ANTONY
                                    ,          ,
                            Who's^gone | this mor|ning?
 
SOLDIER
      <-  ,     ,    2      ,           ,        ,    ,
        Who?|| One ever | near thee,| call for | Eno|barbus,
           ,           ,           ,         ,          ,
      He shall | not hear | thee, or | from Cae|sar's camp,
       ,           ,         ,
      Say I | am none | of thine.
 
MARK ANTONY
                                        ,        ,
                                  What say|est thou?
 
SOLDIER
       ,        ,         ,
      Sir he | is with | Caesar.
 
EROS
      <- ,            ,            ,            ,          ,     3->
        Sir, his | chests and || treasure | he has not | with him.
 
MARK ANTONY
        3       ,
      Is he | gone?
 
SOLDIER
                            ,
                    Most | certain.
 
MARK ANTONY
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      Go^E|ros, send | his trea|sure af|ter, do it,
          ,        ,         ,             ,         ,
      Detain | no jot | I charge | thee: write | to him,
       ,              ,        x        ,            ,
      (I will | subscribe)| gentle a|dieus, and | greetings;
       ,              ,        ,       ,           ,
      Say, that | I wish | he ne|ver find | more cause
            ,        ,        ,       ,          ,
      To change | a mas|ter. Oh | my for|tunes have
          ,       ,       ,         ,     ,     ,
      Corrup|ted ho|nest men.| Dispatch | Eno||barbus.  \\
 
[Exeunt]

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