Sardou's Cleopatra — page 223: what you’re looking at

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208 SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. fiercely toward the city, and drawing his sword from its scabbard, cried exultantly : “At last, infamous sorceress, I have broken my bonds! Your spells no longer have power over me. JIam free! ‘The sole love of Antony is the love of war. Antony is happy only with his old soldiers. Yes, my friends, I will lead you once more on to victory. Ah, Cesar, do you pretend that I have fled? By Hercules, the lion also seems to fly when he recoils to spring upon his victim! And I fled, like him, to return the stronger to the charge. Like him, wounded, I have been sleeping in my lair. ‘Tremble, trem- ble, Ceesar! The lion is awake. Come! Come quickly! I thirst to wash away my shame in thy blood. Down with Cesar! Down with the tyrant! Onto Rome! To Rome!” Twenty swords leaped flashing into the moon- light, and a mighty shout went up that rent the air, and startled away the vultures that had set- ~ tled down upon their prey. “To Rome! Down with Cesar! To Rome!” After the others had retired to their tents, An- tony sat upon the shore late into the night, con- sulting with Ventidius. After a while the old veteran attempted once more to turn his master (E(@) cComicbooks