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OCTAVIUS CAESAR's camp.
[Sentinels at their post]
FIRST SOLDIER
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If we | be not | relieved | within | this hour,
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We must | return | to the court | of guard:| the
night
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Is shi|ny; and | they say | we shall | embattle
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By the se|cond hour | in the morn.
SECOND SOLDIER
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This last | day was
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A shrewd | one to us.
[Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
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Oh bear | me wit|ness night.
THIRD SOLDIER
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What man | is this?
SECOND SOLDIER
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Stand close, and | list him.
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
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Be wit|ness to | me (O | thou bles|sed moon)
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When men | revol|ted shall | upon | record
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Bear* hate|ful me|mory: poor | Enobar|bus did
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, oo oo
Before | thy face | repent.| |
FIRST SOLDIER
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Eno|barbus?
THIRD SOLDIER
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Peace:| hark
| further.
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
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Oh so|vereign mis|tress of true | melan|choly,
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The poi|sonous damp | of night | disponge | upon
me,
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That life,| a ve|ry re|bel to | my will,
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May hang | no long|er on | me: throw | my heart
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Against | the flint | and hard|ness of | my
fault,
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Which being | dried with | grief, will | break to
| powder,
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And fi|nish all | foul thoughts. Oh | Antony,
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Nobler | than my | revolt | is in|famous,
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Forgive | me in | thine^own | parti|cular;
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But let | the world | rank me | in re|gister
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A mas|ter-lea|ver, and | a fu|gitive:
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O An|tony! O | Antony!
[Dies]
SECOND SOLDIER
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Let's^speak | to him.
FIRST SOLDIER
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Let's hear him,| for the | things he | speaks
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May || concern | Caesar.
THIRD SOLDIER
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Let's^do | so. But | he sleeps.
FIRST SOLDIER
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Swoons ra/ther; for | so bad | a prayer | as his
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Was ne|ver yet | for sleep.
SECOND SOLDIER
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Go we | to him.
THIRD SOLDIER
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Awake | sir, a|wake; speak / to us.
SECOND SOLDIER
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Hear you sir?
FIRST SOLDIER
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The hand | of death | hath raught | him.
[Drums afar off]
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Hark | the drums
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Demure|ly wake | the slee|pers. Let us | bear him
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To the court | of guard;| he is | of note:|
our^hour
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Is ful|ly out.
THIRD SOLDIER
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Come^on |
then, he | may reco||ver yet. \\
[Exeunt with the body]