Hence,saucy eunuch;peace! She hath betray'd me and shall die the death. MARDIAN Death of one person can be paid but once, And that she has discharged:what thou wouldst do Is done unto thy hand:the last she spake Was'Antony！most noble Antony！' Then in the midst a tearing groan did break The name of Antony;it was divided Between her heart and lips:she render'd life, Thy name so buried in her. MARK ANTONY Dead,then? MARDIAN Dead. MARK ANTONY Unarm,Eros;the long day's task is done, And we must sleep. To MARDIAN That thou depart'st hence safe, Does pay thy labour richly;go. Exit MARDIAN Off,pluck off: The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep The battery from my heart.O,cleave,my sides! Heart,once be stronger than thy continent, Crack thy frail case!Apace,Eros,apace. No more a soldier:bruised pieces,go; You have been nobly borne.From me awhile. Exit EROS I will o'ertake thee,Cleopatra,and Weep for my pardon.So it must be,for now All length is torture:since the torch is out, Lie down,and stray no farther:now all labour Mars what it does;yea,very force entangles Itself with strength:seal then,and all is done. Eros!--I come,my queen:--Eros!--Stay for me: Where souls do couch on flowers,we'll hand in hand, And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze: Dido and her AEneas shall want troops, And all the haunt be ours.Come,Eros,Eros! Re-enter EROS EROS What would my lord?Hence, saucy eunuch; peace! She hath betray'd me and shall die the death. MARDIAN Death of one person can be paid but once, And that she has discharged: what thou wouldst do Is done unto thy hand: the last she spake Was 'Antony! most noble Antony!' Then in the midst a tearing groan did break The name of Antony; it was divided Between her heart and lips: she render'd life, Thy name so buried in her. MARK ANTONY Dead, then? MARDIAN Dead. MARK ANTONY Unarm, Eros; the long day's task is done, And we must sleep. To MARDIAN That thou depart'st hence safe, Does pay thy labour richly; go. Exit MARDIAN Off, pluck off: The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep The battery from my heart. O, cleave, my sides! Heart, once be stronger than thy continent, Crack thy frail case! Apace, Eros, apace. No more a soldier: bruised pieces, go; You have been nobly borne. From me awhile. Exit EROS I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now All length is torture: since the torch is out, Lie down, and stray no farther: now all labour Mars what it does; yea, very force entangles Itself with strength: seal then, and all is done. Eros!--I come, my queen:--Eros!--Stay for me: Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in hand, And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze: Dido and her AEneas shall want troops, And all the haunt be ours. Come, Eros, Eros! Re-enter EROS EROS What would my lord?