2 Heere we: and if to morrow Our Nauie thriue, I haue an absolute hope Our Landmen will stand vp
1 "Tis a braue Army, and full of purpose.
Musicke of the Hoboyes is vnder the Stage.
2 Peace, what noise?
1 List, list
2 Hearke
1 Musicke i"th" Ayre
3 Vnder the earth
4 It signes well, do"s it not?
3 No
1 Peace I say: What should this meane?
2 "Tis the G.o.d Hercules, whom Anthony loued, Now leaues him
1 Walke, let"s see if other Watchmen Do heare what we do?
2 How now Maisters?
Speak together.
Omnes. How now? how now? do you heare this?
1 I, is"t not strange?
3 Do you heare Masters? Do you heare?
1 Follow the noyse so farre as we haue quarter.
Let"s see how it will giue off
Omnes. Content: "Tis strange.
Exeunt.
Enter Anthony and Cleopatra, with others.
Ant. Eros, mine Armour Eros
Cleo. Sleepe a little
Ant. No my Chucke. Eros, come mine Armor Eros.
Enter Eros.
Come good Fellow, put thine Iron on, If Fortune be not ours to day, it is Because we braue her. Come
Cleo. Nay, Ile helpe too, Anthony.
What"s this for? Ah let be, let be, thou art The Armourer of my heart: False, false: This, this, Sooth-law Ile helpe: Thus it must bee
Ant. Well, well, we shall thriue now.
Seest thou my good Fellow. Go, put on thy defences
Eros. Briefely Sir
Cleo. Is not this buckled well?
Ant. Rarely, rarely: He that vnbuckles this, till we do please To daft for our Repose, shall heare a storme.
Thou fumblest Eros, and my Queenes a Squire More tight at this, then thou: Dispatch. O Loue, That thou couldst see my Warres to day, and knew"st The Royall Occupation, thou should"st see A Workeman in"t.
Enter an Armed Soldier.
Good morrow to thee, welcome, Thou look"st like him that knowes a warlike Charge: To businesse that we loue, we rise betime, And go too"t with delight
Soul. A thousand Sir, early though"t be, haue on their Riueted trim, and at the Port expect you.
Showt. Trumpets Flourish. Enter Captaines, and Souldiers.
Alex. The Morne is faire: Good morrow Generall
All. Good morrow Generall
Ant. "Tis well blowne Lads.
This Morning, like the spirit of a youth That meanes to be of note, begins betimes.
So, so: Come giue me that, this way, well-sed.
Fare thee well Dame, what ere becomes of me, This is a Soldiers kisse: rebukeable, And worthy shamefull checke it were, to stand On more Mechanicke Complement, Ile leaue thee.
Now like a man of Steele, you that will fight, Follow me close, Ile bring you too"t: Adieu.
Exeunt.
Char. Please you retyre to your Chamber?
Cleo. Lead me: He goes forth gallantly: That he and Caesar might Determine this great Warre in single fight; Then Anthony; but now. Well on.
Exeunt.
Trumpets sound. Enter Anthony, and Eros.
Eros. The G.o.ds make this a happy day to Anthony
Ant. Would thou, & those thy scars had once preuaild To make me fight at Land
Eros. Had"st thou done so, The Kings that haue reuolted, and the Soldier That has this morning left thee, would haue still Followed thy heeles
Ant. Whose gone this morning?
Eros. Who? one euer neere thee, call for En.o.barbus, He shall not heare thee, or from Caesars Campe, Say I am none of thine
Ant. What sayest thou?
Sold. Sir he is with Caesar
Eros. Sir, his Chests and Treasure he has not with him
Ant. Is he gone?