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Antony and Cleopatra, IV. ii

So good as you have done.

Servants. The gods forbid!

Ant. 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.

Cleo. [Aside to Enobarbus.] What does he mean?

Eno. [Aside to Cleopatra.] To make his followers weep.

Ant. Tend me to-night;

May be it is the period of your duty:

Haply, you shall not see me more; or if,

A mangled shadow: perchance to-morrow

You'll serve another master. I look on you

As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,

I turn you not away; but, like a master

Married to your good service, stay till death.

Tend me to-night two hours, I ask no more,

And the gods yield you for 't!

Eno. What mean you, sir,

To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep;

And I, an ass, am onion-ey'd: for shame,

Transform us not to women.

Ant. Ho, ho, ho!

Now, the witch take me, if I meant it thus!

Grace grow where those drops fall! My hearty friends,

You take me in too dolorous a sense,

For I spake to you for your comfort; did desire you

To burn this night with torches. Know, my hearts,

I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you

Where rather I'll expect victorious life

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