No Fear Shakespeare: Antony and Cleopatra: Act 4 Scene 14

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Enter ANTONY and EROS	ANTONY and EROS enter.
ANTONY Eros, thou yet behold’st me?	ANTONY Eros, can you still see me?
EROS Ay, noble lord.	EROS Yes, noble lord.
ANTONY Sometimes we see a cloud that’s dragonish, A vapor sometime like a bear or lion, A towered citadel, a pendant rock, 5A forkèd mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon ’t that nod unto the world And mock our eyes with air. Thou hast seen these signs. They are black vesper’s pageants.	ANTONY Sometimes we see a cloud that looks like a dragon. Sometimes there’s a cloud like a bear or a lion, a castle, a floating rock, a craggy mountain. Or it might look like a blue cliff with trees on it that bow to the ground. These things fool our eyes by seeming solid, when they are actually only air. You’ve seen these illusions. They’re spectacles that appear at sunset.
EROS Ay, my lord.	EROS Yes, my lord.
ANTONY That which is now a horse, even with a thought 10The rack dislimns and makes it indistinct As water is in water.	ANTONY What looks like a horse is quick as thought disfigured by the wind, made as difficult to distinguish as water poured into water.
EROS It does, my lord.	EROS That’s true, my lord.
ANTONY My good knave Eros, now thy captain is Even such a body. Here I am Antony, Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave. 15I made these wars for Egypt, and the Queen, Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine— Which whilst it was mine had annexed unto ’t A million more, now lost—she, Eros, has Packed cards with Caesar and false-played my glory 20Unto an enemy’s triumph. Nay, weep not, gentle Eros. There is left us Ourselves to end ourselves.	ANTONY Eros, my young friend, your captain is now just like that cloud. Here and now I seem like Antony, but I can’t keep myself in this form, my boy. I went to war to save Cleopatra, whose love I thought I had, since she had mine—and mine carried with it a million others, those of my soldiers, now lost. The Queen conspired with Caesar to undermine my success and assure his victory. No, don’t cry, kind Eros. We still have the option of killing ourselves.