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Dreamweaver
[Enter Antony and Cleopatra with others.]
Mark Antony
Eros! Mine armour, Eros!
Cleopatra
Sleep a little.
Mark Antony
No, my chuck.—Eros! Come, mine armour, Eros!
[Enter Eros with armour.]
Mark Antony
Come, good fellow, put thine iron on.
If fortune be not ours today, it is
Because we brave her. Come.
Cleopatra
Nay, I’ll help too.
What’s this for?
Mark Antony
Ah, let be, let be! Thou art
The armourer of my heart. False, false. This, this!
Cleopatra
Sooth, la, I’ll help. Thus it must be.
Mark Antony
Well, well,
We shall thrive now. Seest thou, my good fellow?
Go put on thy defences.
Eros
Briefly, sir.
Cleopatra
Is not this buckled well?
Mark Antony
Rarely, rarely.
He that unbuckles this, till we do please
To daff’t for our repose, shall hear a storm.
Thou fumblest, Eros, and my queen’s a squire
More tight at this than thou. Dispatch. O love,
That thou couldst see my wars today, and knew’st
The royal occupation, thou shouldst see
A workman in’t.
[Enter an Officer, armed.]
Mark Antony
Good morrow to thee. Welcome.
Thou look’st like him that knows a warlike charge.
To business that we love we rise betime
And go to’t with delight.
Officer
A thousand, sir,
Early though’t be, have on their riveted trim
And at the port expect you.
[Shout. Trumpets flourish.]
[Enter other Captains and Soldiers.]
Captain
The morn is fair. Good morrow, general.
ALL
Good morrow, general.
Mark Antony
’Tis well blown, lads.
This morning, like the spirit of a youth
That means to be of note, begins betimes.
So, so. Come, give me that. This way. Well said.
Fare thee well, dame.
Whate’er becomes of me,
This is a soldier’s kiss. [_Kisses her._] Rebukeable
And worthy shameful check it were, to stand
On more mechanic compliment. I’ll leave thee
Now like a man of steel.—You that will fight,
Follow me close, I’ll bring you to’t. Adieu.
[Exeunt Antony, Eros, Captains and Soldiers.]
Charmian
Please you, retire to your chamber.
Cleopatra
Lead me.
He goes forth gallantly. That he and Caesar might
Determine this great war in single fight!
Then Antony—but now—. Well, on.
[Exeunt.]