Antony and Cleopatra

by: William Shakespeare

Act 4 Scene 4

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Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, with CHARMIAN and others attending
ANTONY and CLEOPATRA enter with CHARMIAN and others of the court.

ANTONY

(calling) Eros! Mine armor, Eros!

ANTONY

(calling) Eros! Bring my armor, Eros.

CLEOPATRA

                                                                 Sleep a little.

CLEOPATRA

Get a little sleep.

ANTONY

No, my chuck.—Eros, come, mine armor, Eros!

ANTONY

No, my dear . . . Eros, come on, bring my armor, Eros.
Enter EROS with armor
EROS enters, carrying ANTONY’s armor.
Come, good fellow, put thine iron on.
If fortune be not ours today, it is
5Because we brave her. Come.
Come on, good fellow, help me into that armor you’re carrying. If luck deserts us today, it’s because we defy it. Come on.

CLEOPATRA

                                                          Nay, I’ll help too.
What’s this for?

CLEOPATRA

No, I’ll help too. What’s this part for?
She helps to arm him
She picks up a piece of the armor.

ANTONY

                                   Ah, let be, let be! Thou art
The armorer of my heart. False, false. This, this.

ANTONY

Ah, leave it alone. Leave it alone! You armor my heart. No! No! That part goes there.

CLEOPATRA

Sooth, la, I’ll help. Thus it must be.

CLEOPATRA

Really, I’ll help. It must go like this.

ANTONY

                                                                      Well, well,
We shall thrive now.—Seest thou, my good fellow?
10Go put on thy defenses.

ANTONY

Yes, well done. We’ve got it now.—Do you see this, my good fellow? Go and put on your own armor.

EROS

                                               Briefly, sir.

EROS

In a minute, sir.

CLEOPATRA

Is not this buckled well?

CLEOPATRA

Didn’t I buckle this well?

ANTONY

                                              Rarely, rarely.
He that unbuckles this, till we do please
To doff ’t for our repose, shall hear a storm.—
Thou fumblest, Eros, and my Queen’s a squire
15More tight at this than thou. Dispatch.—O love,
That thou couldst see my wars today, and knew’st
The royal occupation! Thou shouldst see
A workman in ’t.

ANTONY

Excellently, excellently. Anyone who unbuckles this before I want to take it off to rest will be sorry.—You’re fumbling, Eros. My Queen’s a better squire than you are. Hurry.—Oh, love, if you could only watch the battle today and see how expert I am at my craft.