Become a dog that's mad: then is it sin 80 To rush into the secret house of death, Ere death dare come to us? How do you, women?
What, what I good cheer! Why, how now, Charmian!
My noble girls! Ah, women, women, look,
Our lamp is spent, it's out! Good sirs, take heart:
We'll bury him; and then, what's brave, what's noble,
Let's do it after the high Roman fashion,
And make death proud to take us. Come, away:
This case of that huge spirit now is cold:
Ah, women, women! Come; we have no friend 90 But resolution and the briefest end.
[Exeunt: those above bearing off Antony's body.
Alexandria. Cæsar's camp. Enter Cæsar, Agrippa, Dolabella, Mœcenas, Gallus, Proculeius, and others, his council of war.
Cœs. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield;
Being so frustrate, tell him he mocks
The pauses that he makes.
Dol. Cæsar, I shall. [Exit.Enter Dercetas, with the sword of Antony.
Cœs. Wherefore is that? and what art thou that darest
Appear thus to us?
Der. I am call'd Dercetas; Mark Antony I served, who best was worthy Best to be served: whilst he stood up and spoke,