Enter a SENTRY and his company.
If we be not relieved within this hour,
We must return to th’ court of guard. The night
Is shiny, and they say we shall embattle
By th’ second hour i’ th’ morn.
5This last day was a shrewd one to ’s.
O bear me witness, night—
What man is this?
Stand close and list him.
Be witness to me, O thou blessèd moon,
10When men revolted shall upon record
Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did
Before thy face repent.
Peace! Hark further.
15O sovereign mistress of true melancholy,
The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me,
That life, a very rebel to my will,
May hang no longer on me. Throw my heart
Against the flint and hardness of my fault,
20Which, being dried with grief, will break to
And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony,
Nobler than my revolt is infamous,
Forgive me in thine own particular,
But let the world rank me in register
25A master-leaver and a fugitive.
O Antony! O Antony!