2. SCENE II. Alexandria. A Room in the Palace.
[Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and
He will not fight with me, Domitius?
Why should he not?
He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,
He is twenty men to one.
By sea and land I'll fight; or I will live,
Or bathe my dying honour in the blood
Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well?
I'll strike, and cry 'Take all.'
Well said; come on.--
Call forth my household servants: let's to-night
Be bounteous at our meal.--
Give me thy hand,
Thou has been rightly honest;--so hast thou;--
Thou,--and thou,--and thou;--you have serv'd me well,
And kings have been your fellows.
[Aside to ENOBARBUS.] What means this?
[Aside to CLEOPATRA.] 'Tis one of those odd tricks which sorrow
Out of the mind.
And thou art honest too.
I wish I could be made so many men,
And all of you clapp'd up together in
An Antony, that I might do you service
So good as you have done.
The gods forbid!
Well, my good fellows, wait on me to-night:
Scant not my cups; and make as much of me
As when mine empire was your fellow too,
And suffer'd my command.
[Aside to ENOBARBUS.] What does he mean?
[Aside to CLEOPATRA.] To make his followers weep.