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(Which towards yon are most gentle)you shall find Cleo. Be it known, that we, the greatest, are A benefit in this change: but if you seek
misthought To lay on me a cruelty, by taking
For things that others do; and, when we fall, Antony's course, you shall bereave yourself We answer others’ merits in our names, Of my good purposes, and put your children 5 Are therefore to be pitied. To that destruction which I'll guiard them from, Cæs. Cleopatra, If thereon you rely. I'll take my leave. Notwhat youhave reserv’d, norwhatacknowledg'd, Cleo. And may, through all the world : 'tis Put we i’ the roll of conquest : still be it yours, yours; and we
Bestow it at your pleasure; and believe, Your’scutcheons, and your signs of conquest,shall 10 Cæsar's no merchant, to make prize with you Hlang in what place you please. Herc, my good Of thingsthatmerchantssold. Thereforebecheer'd; Jord.
Make not your thoughts your prisons; no, dear Cæs. You shall advise me in all for Cleopatra.
queen: Cleo. 'This is the brief of money, plate, and
For we intend so to dispose you, as jewels,
15 Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed, and sleep: I am possess’d of: 'tis exactly valued ; Our care and pity is so much upon you, Not petty things admitted.- Where's Seleucus : That we remain your friend: And so, adieu. Sel. Here, madam.
[lors, Cleo. My master, and my lord. Cleo. This is my treasurer; let him spcak, my
Cæs. Not so: Adieu. Upon his peril, that I have reserv'd
[Exeunt Cæsar, and his train To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucus. Cleo. He words me, girls, be words me, that I Sel. Madam,
should not I had rather seel my lips', than, to my peril, Be noble to myself : But hark thee, Charmian. Speak that which is not.
[Whispers Charmian. Cleo. What have I kept back? [known.25. Iras. Finish, good lady; the bright day is done, Sel. Enough to purchase what you have made And we are for the dark. Cæs. Nay, blush not, Cleopatra ; I approve
Cleo. Hie thee again : Your wisdom in the deed.
I have spoke already, and it is provided : Cleo. See, Casar! O, behold,
Go put it to the haste. How pomp is follow'd! mine will now be yours; 30 Char. Madam, I will. And, 'should we shift estates, yours will be mine.
Re-enter Dolabella. The ingratitude of this Seleucus does
Dol. Where is the queen? Even make me wild :- slave, of no more trust Char. Behold, sir.
[Exit Charmian. Than love that's hir'd!-What, goest thou back: Cleo, Dolabella?
[mand, thou shalt
35 Dol. Madain, as thereto sworn by your comGo back, I warrant thee; but I'll catch thine eyes, Which my love niakes religion to obey, Though they had wings: Slave, soul-less villain, I tell you this : Cæsar through Syria O rarely base?!
[dog! Intends his journey; and, within three days, Cæs. Good queen, let us intreat you.
You with your children will he send before :
Dol. I your servant.
[Erit. Immoment toys, things of such dignity,
Cleo. Farewell, and thanks. Now, Iras, what As we greet modern friends withal: and say,
think'st thou? Some nobler token I have kept apart
Thou, an Ægyptian puppet, shalt be shewn For Livia, and Octavia, to induce
50 In Rome, as well as 1: mechanic slaves Their mediation ; must I be unfolded (me With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall With one that I have bred? The gods! It smites Uplift us to the view; in their thick breaths, Beneath the fall I have. Pr’ythee, go hence; Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclouded,
[To Seleucus. And forc'd to drink their vapour, Or I shall shew the cinders of my spirits [man, 55 Iras. The gods forbid ! Through the ashes of my chance : Wert thou a Cleo. Nay, "tis most certain, Iras; Saucy lictors Thou would'st have mercy on me.
Will catch at us, like strumpets; and scald' rhiCæs. Forbear, Seleucus. [Exit Seleucus.
ii. close up my lips as effectually as the eyes of a hawk are closed ... 1. e. base in an uncommon degree. Or fortune.-The meaning is, Begone, or I shall exert that royal spirit which I had in my prosperity, in spight of the imbecility of my present weak condition. * Merits is in this place taken in an ill sense, for actions meriting censure. Sculd was a word of contempt, implying poverty, disease, and filth.
Ballad us out o'tune: the quick comedians but in the keeping of wise people; for, indeed,
Cleo. Take thou no care; it shall be heeded.
Cleo. Will it cat me? Iras. O the good gods !
Clown. You must not think I am so simple, Cleo. Nay, that's certain.
but I know, the devil himself will not eat a woIras. I'll never see it; for, I am sure, my nails man: I know, that a woman is a dish for the gods, Are stronger than mine eyes.
10 if the devil dress her not. But, truly, these same Cleo. Why, that's the way
whoreson devils do the gods great harm in their To fool their preparation, and to conquer women; for in every ten that they make, the Their most absurd intents.--Now, Charmian- devils mar five. Enter Charmian.
Cleo. Well, get thee gone; farewell. Shew me, my women, like a queen ;-Go fetch 15 Clown. Yes, forsooth; I wish you joy o' the My best attires ;-I am again for Cydnus,
** [Exit. To meet Mark Antony:-Sirrah, Iras, go:
Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I Now, noble Charmnian, we'll dispatch indeed: Immortal longings in me: Now no more [have And, when thou hast done this chare, I'll give Thejuice of Ægypt's grape shall moist this lip:thec leave
20 Yare, yare', good Iras; quick.—Methinks, I hear Toplay'till dooms-day.—Bring our crown and all. Antony call; I see him rouse himself Wherefore's this noise? [A noise within. To praise my noble act; I hear him mock Enter one of the Guard.
The luck of Cæsar, which the gods give men Guard. Here is a rural fellow,
To excuse their after wrath; Husband, I come: That will not be deny'd your highness' presence ; 25 Now to that name my courage prove my title! He brings you figs.
I am fire, and air; my other elements
[Exit Guard. Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips. May do a noble deed! he brings me liberty. Farewell, kind Charmian :-Iras, long farewell. My resolution's plac'd; and I have nothing
[.Applying the asp. Of woman in me: Now from head to foot Have I the aspick in my lips? Dost fali? ČTo Irás. I am marble-constant: now the fleeting moon If thou and nature can so gently part, No planet is of mine.
The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Re-enter Guard, with a Clown bringing a basket. Which hurts, and is desir'd. Dost thou lye still? Guard. This is the man.
35 If thus thou vanishest, thou tellst the world Cleo. Avoid, and leave him. [Exit Guard.
It is not worth Icave-taking:
[Iras dies. Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there, Char. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain; that I That kills and pains not?
may say, Clown. Truly I have him: but I would not be The gods themselves do weep! the party that should desire you to touch him, 40 Cleo. This proves me base: for his biting is immortal; those, that do die of If she first meet the curled Antony, it, do seldom or never recover.
[on't He'll make demand of her; and spend that kiss, Cleo. Remember'st thou any that have dy'a Which is my heaven to have.-Come, thou mortal Clown. Very many, men and women too. I
wretch, heard of one of them no longer than yesterday: 45With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate a very honest woman, but something given tolye:
[To the asp. as a woman should not do, but in the way of ho- Of life at once untie: poor venomous fool, nesty: how she dy'd of the biting of it, what pain Be angry, and dispatch. O, couldst thou speak! she felt,—Truly, she makes a very good report o' That I might hear thee call great Cæsar, ass the worm: But he that will believe all that they0 Unpolicy'do ! say, shall never be saved by half that they do: Char. O eastern star ! But this is most fallible, the worin 's an odd worm.
Cleo. Peace, peace! Cleo. Get thee hence; farewell.
Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, Clown. I wish you all joy of the worm.
That sucks the nurse asleep? Cleo. Farewell,
155 Char. O, break! O, break! Clown. You must think this, look you, that the Cleo. As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle, worm will do his kind 4.
O Antony !--Nay, I will take thee too :Cleo. Ay, ay, farewell.
[Applying another asp to her arm. Clown. Look you, the worm is not to be trusted,
What should I stay
[Dies. We have before observed, that the parts of women were acted on the stage by boys in our author's time. i. e. inconstant. Worm is the Teutonick word for serpent; and in the Northern counties, the word worm is still given to the serpent species in general. i. e. will act according to his nature. i.e. make haste, be nimble, be ready. • i.e. an ass without more policy than to leave the means of death within my reach, and thereby deprive his triumph of its noblest decoration. 3F
Char. In this wild world':--So, fare thee well. Dol. Who was last with them?
(figs; Now boast thee, death! in thy possession lies 1 Guard. A simplecountryman,that brought her A lass unparalleld.—Downy windows, close; This was his basket. And golden Phæbus never be beheld
Cæs. Poison'd then. Of eyes again so royal! Your crown's awry; 5 1 Guard. O Cæsar, I'H mend it, and then play.
This Charmian liv'd but now; she stood,and spake: Enter the Guard, rushing in.
I found her trimming up the diadem 1 Guard. Where is the queen?
On her dead mistress; tremblingly she stood, Char. Speak softly, wake her not.
And on the sudden dropp’d. 1 Guard. Cæsar hath sent
10 Cæs. O noble weakness !--. Char. Too slow a messenger:
If they had swallow'd poison, 'twould appear [Charmian upplies the asp. By external swelling : but she looks like sleep, O, come; apace, dispatch :-) partly feel thee. As she would catch another Antony 1 Guard. Approach, ho! All's not well
: Cæsar's In her strong toil of grace. beguild.
[call him. 15 - Dol. Here, on her breast 2 Guard. There's Dolabella sent from Cæsar;- There is a vent of blood, and something blown?: 1 Guard. What work is here ?-Charmian, is The like is on her arm. this well done?
Guard. This is an aspick's trail; and these Char. It is well done, and fitting for a princess
fig leaves Descended of so many royal kings.
20 Have slime upon them, such as the aspick leaves Ah, soldier !
Charmian dies. Upon the caves of Nile.
"Cæs. Most probable, Dol. How goes it here?
That so she dy'd; for her physician tells me, 2 Guard. All dead.
She hath pursu'd conclusions infinite Dol. Cæsar, thy thoughts
25 Of easy ways to die.—Take up her bed;
No grave upon the earth shall clip in it
A pair so famous. High events as these [Within.] A way there, a way for Cæsar! 30 Strike those that make them: and their story is Dol. O, sir, you are too sure an augurer;
No less in pity, than his glory, which That you did fear, is done.
Brought them to be lamented. Our
shall, Cæs. Bravest at the last :
In solemn shew, attend this funeral; She levelld at our purposes, and, being royal, And then to Rome. -Come, Dolabella, see Took her own way.--The manner of their
deaths ?-- 35 High order in this great solemnity. [Ereunt omnes. I do not see them bleed.
Mr. Steevens conjectures, that our author may have written rild (i. e. vile according to ancient spelling) for worthless. j. e, swoln.
TIMON OF ATHENS.
Timon, a noble Athenian.
} Mistresses to Alcibiades.
Thieves, Senators, Poet, Painter, Jereller, and Merchant; with Sertants and Attendants.
SCENE, Athens; and the Wood not far from it.
A CT 1.
Jew. If he will touch the estimate ': But, for Athens.
Poet. When we for recompencehave prais'dthe vile, A Hall in Timon's House.
It stains the glory in that happy verse Enter Poet, Painter, Jeweller, and Merchant, al 5 Which uptly sings the good. several doors.
Mer. 'Tis a good form. (Looking on the jewel. Poet. GPD day, sir
Jew. And rich: here is a water, look you. Pain. I am glad you are well.
Pain. You are rapt, sir, in some work, some Poet. I have not seen you long: How goes thel To the great lord.
101 Poet. A thing slipt idly from me. Pain. It wears, sir, as it grows.
Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes Poet. Ay, that's well known:
Froni whence 'tis nourished: The fire i’ the flint But what particular rarity? what strange,
Shews not, 'till it be struck; our gentle flanic Which manifold record not matches? See, Provokes itself, and, like the current, fies Magick of bounty! all these spirits thy power 15 Each bound it chases. What have you there? Hath conjur'd to attend. I know the merchant. Pain. A picture, sir. When comes your book Pain. I know them both; the other's a jeweller.
forth? Mer. O, 'tis a worthy lord!
Poet. Upon the heels of my presentinent, sir. Jew. Nay, that's most fix'd.
Let's see your piece.
Poet. So 'tis: thiscomes off'well and excellent. He passes.
Puin. Indifferent. Jew. I have a jewel here.
Poet. Admirable! How this grace
• Breathed is inured by constant practice ; so trained as not to be wearied.—To breathe a horse is to exercise him for the course. i. e. he exceeds, goes beyond commou bounds.
3 i. e. come up to the price. * We must here suppose the poet busy in reading his own work; and that these three lines are the introduction of the poem addressed to 'Timon, which he afterwards gives the painter an account of. i. e, according to Dr. Johnson, The figure rises well from the canvas. C'est bien relevé. • That is, How tlre graceful attitude of this figure proclaims that it stands firm on its. centre, or gives evidence in favour of its own fixture. 3 F 3
This eye shoots forth! how big imagination Poet. Nay, sir, but hear me on:
(Some better than his value) on the moment Pain. It is a pretty mocking of the life. Follow his sirides, his lobbies fill with tendance, Here is a touch; is 't good?
5 Rain sacrificial whisp'rings in his ear", Poet. I'll say of it,
Make sacred even his stirrop, and through him It tutors nature: artificial strife!
Drink the free air '2. Lives in these touches; livelier than life.
Pain. Ay, marry, what of these? [mood, Enter certain Senators.
Foct. When Fortune, in her shift and change of Pain. How this lord is follow'd!
10 Spurns down her late belov'd, all his dependants, Poet. The senators of Athens ;-Happy men! Which labour'd after him to the mountain's top, Pain. Look, more!
(of visitors. Even on their knees and hands, let hinı slip down, Poct. You see this confluence, this great flood Not one accompanying his declining foot. I have, in this rough work, shap'd out a man,
Pain. 'Tis common: Whom this beneath world doth embrace and hug 15 A thousand moral paintings I can shèw, (tune With amplest entertainment: My free drift That shall demonstrate these quick blows of for. Halis not particularly?, but moves itself More preg.santly than words. 'Yet you do well, In a wide sea of wax: no levell'd malice To shew lord Timon, that mean eyes 'have seen Infects one comma in the course I hold;
The foot above the head. But Mies an eagle flight, bold, and forth on, 20 Trumpets sound. Enter Timon, aduressing himLeaving no tract behind.
self courteously to every suilor, Pain. How shall I understand you?
Tin. Imprison'd is he, say you? [Toa Messenger. · Poet. I'll unbolt * to you.
Mes. Ay, my good lord : five talents is his debt; You see, how all conditions, how all minds, His means most short, his creditors most strait : (As well of glib and slippery creatures, as 25 Your honourable letter he desires Of grave and austere quality) tender down To those have shut him up; which failing him, Their services to lord l'imon: his large fortune, Periods bis confort. Upon his good and gracious nature hanging, Tim. Noble Ventidius ! Well; Subdues and properties to his love and tendance I am not of that feather, to shake off [him All sorts of hearts ; yea, from the glass-fac'd fat-30 My friend when he must need me. I do know terer
A gentleman, that well deserves a help, [him. To Apemantus, that few things loves better Which he shall have : I'll pay the debt, and free Than to abhor himself; even he drops down Mes. Your lordship ever binds him. [som; The knee before him, and returns in peace
Tim. Commend me to him: I will send his ranMost rich in Timon's nod.
|35And, being enfranchis'd, bid him come to me:Pain. I saw them speak together.
'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, Poet. Sir, I have upon a high and pleasant hill But to support him aiter.-Fare you well. Feign'dFortune to be thron'd:Thebaseo'themount Mes. All happiness to your honour ! [Exit. Is rank'd with all deserts', all kind of natures,
Enter an old 4the niun, That labour on the bosom of this sphere
Old Ath. Lord Timon, hear me spcak, To propagate their states: amongst them all, Tim. Freely, good father. Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd, Old Ath. Thou hast a servant nam'd Lucilius. One do I personate of Timon's frame,
Tim. I have so: What of him? [thee. Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to her; Old Atl. Most noble Timon,call the man before Whose present grace to present slaves and servants 45 Tim. Attends he here, or no?-Lucilius ! Translates his rivals.
Enter Lucilius. Pain. "Tis conceiv'd to scope'.
Luc. Here, at your lordship's service. This throne, this fortune, and this hill, methinks, Old Ath. This fellow here, lord Timon, this With one man beckon'd from the rest below,
thy creature, Bowing his head against the steepy mount 50 By night frequents my house. I am a man To climb his happiness, would be well express'd That irom my first have been inclin'd to thrift; In our condition «v.
my estate deserves an heir more rais'd,
Strife is either the contest or act with nature. i. e. My design does not stop at any single character. Anciently they wrote upon waxen tables with an iron style. * i. e, l'll open, I'll explain. 5 Slippery is smooih, unresisting. • Meaning, the flattcrer who shows in his own look, as by reflection, the looks of his patron. ii. e. cover'd with ranks of all kinds of men. & i. e. to advance or improve their various conditions of life. ' i.e. "Tis properly imagin’d.
10 Condition for art. " That is, calumniate those whom Timon hated or envied, or whose vices were opposite to his own.—This offering up, to the person flattered, the murdered reputation of others, Shakspeare, with the utmost beauty of thought and expression, calls sacrificial tohisp'rings; alluding to the victims offered up to idols. 12 'That is, catch his breath in affected fondness. ji. e. inferior spectators. 14 The common address to a lord in our author's time, was your honour, which was indifferently used with your lordship.