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

ANTONY. Ho, ho, ho!
Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus!
Grace grow where those drops fall!
My hearty friends,
You take me in too dolorous a sense;
For I spake to you for your comfort; did desire you
To burn this night with torches: know, my hearts,
I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you
Where rather I'll expect victorious life
Than death and honour. Let's to supper, come,
And drown consideration.

First Soldier. Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day.

Second Soldier. It will determine one way: fare you well.
Heard you of nothing strange about the streets?

First Soldier. Nothing. What news?

Second Soldier. Belike 'tis but a rumour. Good night to you.

First Soldier. Well, sir, good night.

Fourth Soldier. Peace! what noise?

First Soldier. List, list!

Second Soldier. Hark!

First Soldier. Music i' the air.

Third Soldier. No.

First Soldier. Peace, I say!
What should this mean?

Second Soldier. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved,
Now leaves him.

First Soldier. Walk; let's see if other watchmen
Do hear what we do?

All. [Speaking together] How now!
How now! do you hear this?

First Soldier. Ay; is't not strange?

Third Soldier. Do you hear, masters? do you hear?

First Soldier. Follow the noise so far as we have quarter;
Let's see how it will give off.

ANTONY. He has deserved it, were it carbuncled
Like holy Phoebus' car. Give me thy hand:
Through Alexandria make a jolly march;
Bear our hack'd targets like the men that owe them:
Had our great palace the capacity
To camp this host, we all would sup together,
And drink carouses to the next day's fate,
Which promises royal peril. Trumpeters,
With brazen din blast you the city's ear;
Make mingle with rattling tabourines;
That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together,
Applauding our approach.

First Soldier. If we be not relieved within this hour,
We must return to the court of guard: the night
Is shiny; and they say we shall embattle
By the second hour i' the morn.

DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS. Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon,
When men revolted shall upon record
Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did
Before thy face repent!

First Soldier. Enobarbus!

Second Soldier. Let's speak To him.

First Soldier. Let's hear him, for the things he speaks
May concern Caesar.

Third Soldier. Let's do so. But he sleeps.

First Soldier. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his
Was never yet for sleep.

Second Soldier. Hear you, sir?

First Soldier. The hand of death hath raught him.
[Drums afar off]
Hark! the drums
Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him
To the court of guard; he is of note: our hour
Is fully out.