Speeches (Lines) for First Guard in "Antony and Cleopatra"

ANTONY. Thrice-nobler than myself!
Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what
I should, and thou couldst not. My queen and Eros
Have by their brave instruction got upon me
A nobleness in record: but I will be
A bridegroom in my death, and run into't
As to a lover's bed. Come, then; and, Eros,
Thy master dies thy scholar: to do thus
[Falling on his sword]
I learn'd of thee. How! not dead? not dead?
The guard, ho! O, dispatch me!

First Guard. What's the noise?

Second Guard. The star is fall'n.

First Guard. And time is at his period.

ANTONY. Let him that loves me strike me dead.

First Guard. Not I.

ANTONY. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra bides;
'Tis the last service that I shall command you.

First Guard. Woe, woe are we, sir, you may not live to wear
All your true followers out.

Charmian. In this vile world? So, fare thee well.
Now boast thee, death, in thy possession lies
A lass unparallel'd. Downy windows, close;
And golden Phoebus never be beheld
Of eyes again so royal! Your crown's awry;
I'll mend it, and then play.

First Guard. Where is the queen?

Charmian. Speak softly, wake her not.

First Guard. Caesar hath sent--

Charmian. Too slow a messenger.
[Applies an asp]
O, come apace, dispatch! I partly feel thee.

First Guard. Approach, ho! All's not well: Caesar's beguiled.

Second Guard. There's Dolabella sent from Caesar; call him.

First Guard. What work is here! Charmian, is this well done?

DOLABELLA. Who was last with them?

First Guard. A simple countryman, that brought her figs:
This was his basket.

OCTAVIUS. Poison'd, then.

First Guard. O Caesar,
This Charmian lived but now; she stood and spake:
I found her trimming up the diadem
On her dead mistress; tremblingly she stood
And on the sudden dropp'd.

DOLABELLA. Here, on her breast,
There is a vent of blood and something blown:
The like is on her arm.

First Guard. This is an aspic's trail: and these fig-leaves
Have slime upon them, such as the aspic leaves
Upon the caves of Nile.