[Enter CLEOPATRA led by CHARMIAN and IRAS; EROS
EROS: Nay, gentle madam, to him, comfort him. 
IRAS: Do, most dear queen.
CHARMIAN: Do! why: what else?
CLEOPATRA: Let me sit down. O Juno!
MARK ANTONY: No, no, no, no, no.
EROS: See you here, sir? 
MARK ANTONY: O fie, fie, fie!
IRAS: Madam, O good empress!
EROS: Sir, sir,--
MARK ANTONY: Yes, my lord, yes; he at Philippi kept 
His sword e'en like a dancer; while I struck
The lean and wrinkled Cassius; and 'twas I
That the mad Brutus ended: he alone
Dealt on lieutenantry, and no practise had
In the brave squares of war: yet now--No matter. 
CLEOPATRA: Ah, stand by.
EROS: The queen, my lord, the queen.
IRAS: Go to him, madam, speak to him:
He is unqualitied with very shame.
CLEOPATRA: Well then, sustain him: O! 
EROS: Most noble sir, arise; the queen approaches:
Her head's declined, and death will seize her, but
Your comfort makes the rescue.
MARK ANTONY: I have offended reputation,
A most unnoble swerving.