• Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, with CHARMIAN and others attending

    ANTONY

    (calling) Eros! Mine armor, Eros!

    CLEOPATRA

                                                                     Sleep a little.

    ANTONY

    No, my chuck.—Eros, come, mine armor, Eros!
    Enter EROS with armor
    Come, good fellow, put thine iron on.
    If fortune be not ours today, it is
    5Because we brave her. Come.

    CLEOPATRA

                                                              Nay, I’ll help too.
    What’s this for?
    She helps to arm him

    ANTONY

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

    CLEOPATRA

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

    ANTONY

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

    EROS

                                                   Briefly, sir.

    CLEOPATRA

    Is not this buckled 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 and CLEOPATRA enter with CHARMIAN and others of the court.

    ANTONY

    (calling) Eros! Bring my armor, Eros.

    CLEOPATRA

    Get a little sleep.

    ANTONY

    No, my dear . . . Eros, come on, bring my armor, Eros.
    EROS enters, carrying ANTONY’s armor.
    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

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

    ANTONY

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

    CLEOPATRA

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

    ANTONY

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

    EROS

    In a minute, sir.

    CLEOPATRA

    Didn’t I buckle this well?

    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.