Act IV, Scene 9

OCTAVIUS CAESAR’s camp

[Sentinels at their post]

First Soldier - If we be not relieved within this hour, We must return to the court of guard: the night Is shiny; and they say we shall embattle By the second hour i' the morn.

Second Soldier - This last day was A shrewd one to's.

[Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]

Domitius Enobarus - O, bear me witness, night,—

Third Soldier - What man is this?

Second Soldier - Stand close, and list him.

Domitius Enobarus - Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon, When men revolted shall upon record Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did Before thy face repent!

First Soldier - Enobarbus!

Third Soldier - Peace! Hark further.

Domitius Enobarus - O sovereign mistress of true melancholy, The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me, That life, a very rebel to my will, May hang no longer on me: throw my heart Against the flint and hardness of my fault: Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder, And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony, Nobler than my revolt is infamous, Forgive me in thine own particular; But let the world rank me in register A master-leaver and a fugitive: O Antony! O Antony!

[Dies]

Second Soldier - Let's speak To him.

First Soldier - Let's hear him, for the things he speaks May concern Caesar.

Third Soldier - Let's do so. But he sleeps.

First Soldier - Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his Was never yet for sleep.

Second Soldier - Go we to him.

Third Soldier - Awake, sir, awake; speak to us.

Second Soldier - Hear you, sir?

First Soldier - The hand of death hath raught him.

[Drums afar off]

Hark! the drums Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him To the court of guard; he is of note: our hour Is fully out.

Third Soldier - Come on, then; He may recover yet.

[Exeunt with the body]