| ACT IV SCENE IV | The same. A room in the palace. | |
| | Enter MARK ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, andothers attending | |
| MARK ANTONY | Eros! mine armour, Eros! | |
| CLEOPATRA | Sleep a little. | |
| MARK ANTONY | No, my chuck. Eros, come; mine armour, Eros! | |
| | Enter EROS with armour | |
| | Come good fellow, put mine iron on: | 5 |
| | If fortune be not ours to-day, 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 | 10 |
| | 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. | 15 |
| 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. | 20 |
| | Thou fumblest, Eros; and my queen's a squire | |
| | More tight at this than thou: dispatch. O love, | |
| | That thou couldst see my wars to-day, and knew'st | |
| | The royal occupation! thou shouldst see | |
| | A workman in't. | 25 |
| | Enter an armed Soldier | |
| | 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. | |
| Soldier | A thousand, sir, | 30 |
| | Early though't be, have on their riveted trim, | |
| | And at the port expect you. | |
| | Shout. Trumpets flourish | |
| | Enter Captains and Soldiers | |
| Captain | The morn is fair. Good morrow, general. | |
| All | Good morrow, general. | |
| MARK ANTONY | 'Tis well blown, lads: | 35 |
| | 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: rebukeable | 40 |
| | Kisses her | |
| | And worthy shameful cheque 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 MARK ANTONY, EROS, Captains, and Soldiers | |
| CHARMIAN | Please you, retire to your chamber. | 45 |
| 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 | |
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