The Complete Works of William Shakespeare · William Shakespeare
SCENE IV. Alexandria. A Room in the Palace.
Enter Antony and Cleopatra with others. ANTONY. Eros! Mine armour, Eros! CLEOPATRA. Sleep a little. ANTONY. No, my chuck.—Eros! Come, mine armour, Eros! Enter Eros with armour. 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? 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. 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? 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. 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.
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