FIRST WATCH. Let’s speak to him. SENTRY. Let’s hear him, for the things he speaks may concern Caesar. SECOND WATCH. Let’s do so. But he sleeps. SENTRY. Swoons rather, for so bad a prayer as his Was never yet for sleep. FIRST WATCH. Go we to him. SECOND WATCH. Awake, sir, awake! Speak to us. FIRST WATCH. Hear you, sir? SENTRY. The hand of death hath raught him. [_Drums afar off._] Hark! The drums Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him To th’ court of guard; he is of note. Our hour Is fully out. SECOND WATCH. Come on, then. He may recover yet. [_Exeunt with the body._] SCENE X. Ground between the two Camps. Enter Antony and Scarus with their army. ANTONY. Their preparation is today by sea; We please them not by land. SCARUS. For both, my lord. ANTONY. I would they’d fight i’ th’ fire or i’ th’ air; We’d fight there too. But this it is: our foot Upon the hills adjoining to the city Shall stay with us—order for sea is given; They have put forth the haven— Where their appointment we may best discover And look on their endeavour. [_Exeunt._] SCENE XI. Another part of the Ground. Enter Caesar and his army. CAESAR. But being charged, we will be still by land, Which, as I take’t, we shall, for his best force Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales, And hold our best advantage. [_Exeunt._] SCENE XII. Another part of the Ground. Alarum afar off, as at a sea fight. Enter Antony and Scarus. ANTONY. Yet they are not joined. Where yond pine does stand I shall discover all. I’ll bring thee word Straight how ’tis like to go. [_Exit._] SCARUS. Swallows have built In Cleopatra’s sails their nests. The augurs Say they know not, they cannot tell; look grimly, And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony Is valiant and dejected, and by starts His fretted fortunes give him hope and fear Of what he has and has not. Enter Antony. ANTONY. All is lost! This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me. My fleet hath yielded to the foe, and yonder They cast their caps up and carouse together Like friends long lost. Triple-turned whore! ’Tis thou Hast sold me to this novice, and my heart Makes only wars on thee. Bid them all fly; For when I am revenged upon my charm, I have done all. Bid them all fly! Be gone! [_Exit Scarus._] O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more. Fortune and Antony part here; even here Do we shake hands. All come to this! The hearts That spanieled me at heels, to whom I gave Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets On blossoming Caesar, and this pine is barked That overtopped them all. Betray’d I am: O this false soul of Egypt! This grave charm, Whose eye becked forth my wars and called them home, Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end, Like a right gypsy hath at fast and loose Beguiled me to the very heart of loss. What, Eros, Eros! Enter Cleopatra. Ah, thou spell! Avaunt! CLEOPATRA. Why is my lord enraged against his love?