Antony and Cleopatra

William Shakespeare
No Fear Act 4 Scene 14
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EROS

                                              The gods withhold me!
70Shall I do that which all the Parthian darts,
Though enemy, lost aim and could not?

EROS

The gods forbid! Can I do what all the Parthian arrows, though shot by enemies, could not?

ANTONY

                                                                              Eros,
Wouldst thou be windowed in great Rome and see
Thy master thus with pleached arms, bending down
His corrigible neck, his face subdued
75To penetrative shame, whilst the wheeled seat
Of fortunate Caesar, drawn before him, branded
His baseness that ensued?

ANTONY

Eros, would you like to look through a window in Rome and watch your master marching in Caesar’s victory parade, his arms crossed and tied, his head bowed in submission, his face red from shame, while the chariot of triumphant Caesar precedes him, putting the final stamp to his humiliation?

EROS

                                                  I would not see ’t.

EROS

I would not.

ANTONY

Come, then, for with a wound I must be cured.
Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast worn
80Most useful for thy country.

ANTONY

Then come on. I must be restored to health by an injury. Draw your trustworthy sword, which you have used in such service to your country.

EROS

                                                       O sir, pardon me!

EROS

Oh, sir, pardon me!

ANTONY

When I did make thee free, swor’st thou not then
To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once,
Or thy precedent services are all
But accidents unpurposed. Draw and come.

ANTONY

When I freed you from slavery, didn’t you swear to do this when I asked you? Do it immediately, or all your previous services to me were accidental, without purpose. Take out your sword and come on.

EROS

85Turn from me then that noble countenance
Wherein the worship of the whole world lies.

EROS

Then turn your noble face away from me, that face that the whole world adores.

ANTONY

Lo thee!

ANTONY

Look!
He turns away
He turns away.