[Falling on his sword.]
I learned of thee. How? Not dead? Not dead?
The guard, ho! O, dispatch me!
Enter a company of the Guard, one of them Dercetus.
FIRST GUARD.
What’s the noise?
ANTONY.
I have done my work ill, friends. O, make an end
Of what I have begun.
SECOND GUARD.
The star is fallen.
FIRST GUARD.
And time is at his period.
ALL.
Alas, and woe!
ANTONY.
Let him that loves me strike me dead.
FIRST GUARD.
Not I.