ANTONY
He will not fight with me, Domitius?
ENOBARBUS
No.
ANTONY
Why should he not?
ENOBARBUS
He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,
He is twenty men to one.
ANTONY
Tomorrow, soldier,
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 fight well?
ENOBARBUS
I’ll strike, and cry “Take all.”
ANTONY
Well said. Come on.
Call forth my household servants. Let’s tonight
Be bounteous at our meal.—
ANTONY
Give me hand.
has been rightly honest; so ,
, and , and . You have served me well,
And kings have been your fellows.
CLEOPATRA
What means this?
ENOBARBUS
one of those odd tricks which sorrow shoots
Out of the mind.
ANTONY
And art honest too.
I wish I could be made so many men,
And all of you clapped up together in
An Antony, that I might do you service
So good as you have done.
ALL THE SERVANTS
The gods forbid!
ANTONY
Well, my good fellows, wait on me tonight.
Scant not my cups, and make as much of me
As when mine empire was your fellow too
And suffered my command.
CLEOPATRA
What does he mean?
ENOBARBUS
To make his followers weep.
ANTONY
Tend me tonight;
May be it is the period of your duty.
Haply you shall not see me more, or if,
A mangled shadow. tomorrow
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 tonight two hours, I ask no more,
And the gods yield you for’t!
ENOBARBUS
What mean you, sir,
To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep,
And I, an ass, am onion-eyed. For shame,
Transform us not to women.
ANTONY
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 tomorrow, and will lead you
Where rather I’ll expect victorious life
Than death and honour. Let’s to supper, come,
And drown consideration.