ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

Act 4 Scene 2

(Enter Antony, Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Charmian, Iras, Alexas, with others)
l1l	Antony	 He will not fight with me, Domitius?
	Enobarbus	No.
l2l	Antony	Why should he not?
l3l	Enobarbus	He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,
l4l		He is twenty men to one.
	Antony	Tomorrow, soldier,
l5l		By sea and land I’ll fight. Or I will live
l6l		Or bathe my dying honour in the blood
l7l		Shall make it live again. Woot thou fight well?
l8l	Enobarbus	I’ll strike, and cry “Take all!”
	Antony	Well said. Come on!
l9l		Call forth my household servants. Let’s tonight
l10l		Be bounteous at our meal.
		(Enter Servitors)
		 Give me thy hand.
l11l		Thou hast been rightly honest# so hast thou,
l12l		Thou, and thou, and thou# you have served me well,
l13l		And kings have been your fellows.
	Cleopatra	
		(to Enobarbus)
		 What means this?
l14l	Enobarbus	(to Cleopatra)
		 ’Tis one of those odd tricks which sorrow shoots
l15l		Out of the mind.
	Antony	
		(to a Servitor)
		 And thou art honest too.
l16l		I wish I could be made so many men,
l17l		And all of you clapped up together in
l18l		An Antony, that I might do you service
l19l		So good as you have done.
	Servitors	The gods forbid!
l20l	Antony	Well, my good fellows, wait on me tonight.
l21l		Scant not my cups, and make as much of me
l22l		As when mine empire was your fellow too,
l23l		And suffered my command.
	Cleopatra	
		(aside to Enobarbus)
		 What does he mean?
l24l	Enobarbus	(aside to Cleopatra)
		 To make his followers weep.
	Antony	Tend me tonight.
l25l		Maybe it is the period of your duty.
l26l		Haply you shall not see me more# or if,
l27l		A mangled shadow. Perchance tomorrow
l28l		You’ll serve another master. I look on you
l29l		As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,
l30l		I turn you not away, but, like a master
l31l		Married to your good service, stay till death.
l32l		Tend me tonight two hours. I ask no more#
l33l		And the gods yield you for ’t!
	Enobarbus	What mean you, sir,
l34l		To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep,
l35l		And I, an ass, am onion-eyed. For shame,
l36l		Transform us not to women.
	Antony	Ho, ho, ho,
l37l		Now the witch take me if I meant it thus!
l38l		Grace grow where those drops fall. My hearty friends,
l39l		You take me in too dolorous a sense#
l40l		For I spake to you for your comfort, did desire you
l41l		To burn this night with torches. Know, my hearts,
l42l		I hope well of tomorrow, and will lead you
l43l		Where rather I’ll expect victorious life
l44l		Than death and honour. Let’s to supper, come,
l45l		And drown consideration.
		(Exeunt)