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I will reward thee Eno. U sovereign mistress of true melancholy. Once for thy spritely comfort, and tenfold The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me; For thy good valour. Come thee on.

That life, a very rebel to my will, Scar.

I'll halt after. (Exeunt. May hang no longer on me : Throw my heart SCENE VIII. Under the Walls of Alexandria. Against the flint and hardness of my fault;

Which, being dried with grief, will break to Alarum. Enter Antony, marching ; Scarus,

powder, and Forces.

And finish all foul thoaghts. O Antony, Ant. We have beat him to his camp; Run Nubler than my revolt is infamous, one before,

Forgive me in thine own particular; And let the queen know of our guests.-TO- But let the world rank me in register morrow,

A master-leaver, and a fugitive: Before the sun shall see us, we'll spill the blood O Antony ! 0 Antony !

(Dia That has to-day escaped. I thank you all; 2 Sold.

Let's speak For doughty-handed are you: and have fought To him. Not as you served the cause, but as it had been 1 Sold. Let's hear him, for the things he speaker Each man's like mine; you have shown all May concern Cæsar. Hectors.

3 Sold.

Let's do so. But he sleeps Enter the city, clip your wives, yonr friends, 1 Sold. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer 29 Tell them your feats; whilst they with joyful his tears

Was never yet for sleep. Wash the congealment from your wounds, and 2 Sold.

Go we to bimkiss

3 Sold. Awake, awake, sir ; speak to us. The honour'd gashes whole.--Give me thy hand; 2 Sold.

Hear you, s1 [To Scarus i Sold. The hand of death hath raught inm. Enter Cleopatra, attended.

Hark, the drums (Drums afar af.

Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear hun To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts,

To the court of guard; he is of note : our hour Make her thanks bless thee.-0 thou day o' the is fully out. world,

3 Soid. Come on then ; Chain mine arm'd neck ; leap thou, attire and all, He may recover yet. [Excunt with the body Throngh proof of hairness to my heart, and there Ride on the pants triumphing.

SCENE X. Between the two Camps. Cleo.

Lord of lords!

Enter Antony and Scarus, with Forces, O infinite virtuel com'st thou smiling from

marching. The world's great snare uncanght!

Ant. Their preparation is to-day by sea; Ant.

My nightingale, We have beat them to their beds. What, girl

We please them not by land.

Scar. though gray

For both, my lord Do something mingle with our younger brown; We'd fight there too. But this it is; Our foot

Ant. I would, they'd fight i'the fire, or in the ais; yet have we A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can

Upon the hills adjoining to the city, Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man ;

Shall stay with us: order for sea is given; Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand ;

They have put forth the haven: Let's seek a spol, Kiss it, my warrior :-He hath fought to-day,

Where their appointment we may best discover,

And look on their endeavour. As if a god, in hate of mankind, had

(Ezeans Destroy'd in such a shape.

Enter Cæsar, and his Forces, marching. Cleo. I'll give thee, friend,

Cas. But being charg'd, we will be still by laad, An armour all of gold: it was a king's.

Which, as I tak't, we shall; for his best force Ant. He has deserv'd it; where it carbuncled

Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales, Like holy Phoebus' car.-Give me thy hand; And hold our best advantage.

Esa Through Alexandria make a jolly march; Bear our hack'd targets like the men that owe

Re-enter Antony and Scarus. them:

Ant. Yet they're not join'd: Where yonde Had our great palace the capacity

pine does stand,
To camp this host, we all would sup together ; I shall discover all: l'l bring thee word
And drink carouses to the next day's fate, Straight,how 'tis like to go.
Which promises royal peril. - Trumpeters, Scar.

Swallows have bak
With brazen din blast you the city's ear; In Cleopatra's sails their nests: the anguries
Make mingle with our rattling tabourines; Say, they know not,--they cannot tell ;-look
That heaven and earth may strike their sounds grimly,

And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony Applauding our approach.

[Exeunt. Is valiant, and dejected ; and, by starts,

His fretted fortunes give him hope, and fear, SCENE IX. Cæsar's Camp.

Of what he has, and has not. Sentinels on their Post. Enter Enobarbus.

Alarum afar of, as at a Sea-Fight. Reet 1 Sold. If we be not reliev'd within this hour,

Antony We must return to the court of gnard: The night. Ant.

Al is lass; Is shiny; and, they say, we shall embattle 'This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me : By the second hour i' the morn.

My fleet hath yielded to the foe: and yonder 2 Sold.

This last day was They cast their caps up, and carouse together A shrewd one to us.

Like friends long lost.-Triple-turn'd whare! Eno. 0, bear me witness, night,-

'tis thou 3 Sold. What man is this?

Hast sold me to this novice ; and my heart 2 Sold

Stand close, and list him. Makes only wars on thee.-Bid them all fy: Eno. Be witness to me, thou blessed moon, For when I am reveng'd upon my charm, When men revolted shall upon record

I have done all :-Bid them all fly, begone. Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did

(Esit Scars Before thy face repent

O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more: 1 Sold. Enobarbus!

Fortune and Antony part bere ; even here 3 Sold

Peace; Do we shake hands. All come to this the Hark further.


That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave Nay, weep not, gentle Eros; there is left us
Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets Ourselves to end ourselves.-0, thy vile lady!
On blussoining Cæsar ; aud this pive is bark'd,
That overtopp'd them all. Betray'd I am:

Enter Mardian.
O this false soul of Egypt ! this grave charm, She has robb'd me of my sword.
Whose eye loeck'd forth my wars, and callid Mar.

No, Antony them home;

My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes mingled Whose bosom was iny crownet, my chief end, With thine entirely. Like a right gipsy, hath, at fast and loose, Ant.

Hence, saucy eunuch; peace; Beguil'd me to the very heart of loss, She hath betray'd me, and shall die the death. What, Eros, Eros !

Mar. Death of one person can be paid but once; Eruer Cleopatra.

And that she has discharg'd: What thou

would'st do, Ah, thou spell! Avaunt.

Is done unto thy hand; the last she spake Cleo. Why is my lord enrag'd against his love? Was Antony! most noble Antony ! Ant. Vanish ; or I shall give thee thy deserving, Then in the midst a tearing groan did break And blemish Cæsar's triumph. Let him take thee, The name of Antony ; it was divided And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians : Pollow his chariot, like the greatest spot

Between her heart and lips : she render'd life,

Thy name so buried in her. Of all thy sex : most monster-like, be shown


Dead then ? For poor'st diminutives, for doils; and let


Dead. Patient Octavia plough thy visage up With her preparel nails. (Erit Čleo] 'Tis well And we must 'sleep :-That thou depart'st hence

Ant. Unarm, Eros; the long day's task is done. thou'rt gone,

safe, If it be well to live : But better 'twere

Does pay thy labour richly; Go.-Off, pluck Thon fell'st into my fury, for one death


[Erit Mardian. Might have prevented many.--Eros, hol

The sevenfold shield of Ajax cannot keep
The shirt of Nessus is pon me : Teach me,
Alciles, thone inine ancestor, thy rage :

The battery from my heart. 0, cleave my sides! Let me lodge Lichas on the horns of the moon; Crack thy frail case l-Apace, Eros, apace.

Heart, once he stronger than thy continent, And with those hands, that grasp'd the heaviest No inore a soldier :-Bruised pieces, go;

club, Subdue iny worthiest self. The witch shall die : You have been nobly borne. From me a while. To the Roman boy she hath sold me, and I fall i will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and

[Erit Eros Under this plot: she dies for't.-Eros, ho! [Exit. Weep for ny pardon. So it must be, for now SCENE XI. Alexandria.

All length is torture :-Since the torch is out,

Lie down, and stray no further : Now all labour A Room in the Palace.

Mars what it does; yea, very force entangles Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Mardian. Itself with strength : Seal then, and all is done.

Cleo. Help me, my women ! O, he is more mad Eros I-I come, my queen :-Eros !-Stay for me: Than Telaman for his shield; the boar of Thessaly Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in Was never so emboss'd.

hand, Char.

To the monument ;

And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze: There lock yourself, and send him word you are Dido and her Æneas shall want troops, dead.

And all the haunt be ours.-Come, Eros, Eros ! The soul and body rive not more in parting,

Re-enter Eros.
Than greatness going off.

To the monument

Eros. What would my lord ? Mardian, go tell him I have slain my self;


Since Cleopatra died, Say, that the last I spoke was, Antony,

I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods * And word it, pr'ythee, piteously : Hence,

Detést my baseness. I, that with my sword Mardian; and bring me how he takes my death. - Quarter'd the world, and v'er green Neptune's To the monument.



With ships made cities, condemn myself to lack SCENE XII. The same. Another Room. The courage of a woman ; less noble mind Enter Antony and Eros.

Than she, which, by her death, our Cæsar tells,
Lam conqueror of

myself. Thou art sworn, Eros Ant. Eros, thou yet behold'st me?

That, when the exigent should come (which now Eros.

Ay, noble lord. Is come, indeed.) when I should see behind me Ant. Sometime,we see a cloud that's dragonish; The inevitable prosecution of A vapour. sometime, like a bear, or lion, Dixgrace and horror, that, on my command, A lower'd citadel, a pendent rock,

Thou then would'st kill me: do't; the time is A forked mountain, or blue promontory

come: With trees upon 't, that nod nyto the world, Thou strik'st not me, 'tis Cæsar thou defeat'st. And mock our eyes with air: Thou bast seen Put colour in thy cheek. these signs ;


The gods withhold me ! They are black vesper's pageants.

Shall I do that, which all the Parthian darts, Eros.

Ay, my lord. Thongh enemy, lost aim, and could not ? Ant. That which is now a horse, even with a Ant.

Eros, thought,

Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct, As water is in water.

Thy master thas with pleach'd arms, bending Eros. It does, my lora.

down Ant. My good knave, Eros, now thy captain is His corrigible neck, his face subdued Even such a body : here I am Antony ;

To penetrative shame; whilst the wheel'd seat Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave. Or fortunate Cæsar, drawn before him, branded I made these wars for Egypt; and the queen,- His baseness that ensu'd ? Whose heart, I thought, I had, for she had mine: Eros.

I would not see't. Which, whilst it was mine, had annex'd unto 'Ant. Come the 1; for with a wound I must be A million more, now lost, --she, Eros, has

cur'd. Pack'd cards with Cæsar, and false play'd my Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast worn Unto an enemy's triunph.

[glory Most useful for thy country.




an end


O, sir, pardon me. ("Tis the last service that I shall command you. Ant. When I did make thee free, swor'st thou 1 Guard. Wo, wo are we, sir, you may not not then

live to wear To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once ; All your true followers out. Or thy precedent services are all


Most heavy day! But accidents unpurpos'd. Draw, and come. Ani. Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp Eros. Turn from me then that noble counte fate napce,

To grace it with your sorrows: bid that welcome Wherein the worship of the whole world lies. Which comes to punish us, and we punish it Ant. Lo thee.

[Turning from him. Seeming to bear it lightly.' Take me up: Eros. My sword is drawn.

I have led you oft; carry me now, good friends, Ant.

Then let it do at once And have my thanks for all. The thing why thou hast drawn it.

[Exeunt, bearing Antony. Eros.

My dear master, SCENE XIII. The same. A Monument My captain, and my emperor! let me say, Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell.

Enter above, Cleopatra, Charmian, and Ins Ant. "Tis said, man; and farewell.

Cleo. O Charmian, I will never go from henes Eros. Farewell,great chicf. Shall I strike now? Char. Be comforted, dear madam. Ant. Now, Eros.

No, I will not; Eros. Why, there then-(Falls on his Sword.) All strange and terrible events are welcome, Thus do I escape the sorrow

But comforts we despise ; our size of sorrow, Of Antony's death.

(Dies. Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great Ant. Thrice nobler than myself!

Enter Diomedes. Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what I should, and thou could'st not. My queen and As that which makes it.-How now ? is he dead 1 Eros

Dio. His death's upon him, but not dead. Have, by their brave instruction, got upon me

Look out o' the other side your monument, A nobleness in record : But I will be

His guard have brought him thither. A bridegroom in my death, and run into 't

Enter Antony, borne by the Guard. As to a lover's bed. Come then; and, Eros,

0 bon sa, Thy inaster dies thy scholar: to do thus (Falling on his Sword. Burn the great sphere thou mor'st in 1-darkling

stand. I learn'd of thee. How ! not dead ? not dead The guard !-ho!-0, despatch me.

The varying shore o'th'world. O Antony, An

tony, Antony! Enter Dercetas and Guard.

Help, Charmian; help, Iras, help: help, friends 1 Guard.

What's the noise ? Below, let's draw him hither. Ant. I have done my work ill, friends : U make Ant.

Peace :

Not Cæsar's valonr hath o'erthrown Antony, Of what I have begun.

But Autony's bath triumphed on itself. 2 Guard.

The star is fallen. Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony 1 Guard. And time is at his period.

Should conquer Antony; but wo, 'tis so! Ali.

Alas, and wo! Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying ; only Ant. Let him that loves me, strike me dead. I here importune death a while, until 1 Guard.

Not I. Of many thousand kisses the poor last 2 Gunrd. Nor I.

I lay upon thy lips.3 Guard. Nor any one. Ereunt Guard.


I dare not, dear, Der. Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers (Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not, fly.

Lest I be taken : not the imperious show This sword but shown to Cæsar, with this tidings, of the full-fortin's Cæsar ever shall Shall enter me with him.

Be brooch'd with me; if knife, drugs, serpents Enter Diomedes.

have Dio. Where's Antony ?

Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe :

Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes,
There, Diomed, there.

Lives he? And stil! conclusion, shall acquire no honour Wilt thou not answer, man ? Exit Dercetas Demurring upon me.-Butcome, come, As Ant. Art thou there, Diomed ? Draw thy sword, Help me,my women,-We must draw thee up;

and give me Sufficing strokes for death.

Assíst, good friends.

Most absolute lord,

o, quick, or I am gene Dio. My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee.

Cleo. Here's sport, indeed !--how heavy weigs Ant. When did she send thee? Dio. Now, my lord.

Our strength is all gone into hea viness, Ant.

Where is she? That makes the weight: Had I great Jene's Dio. Lock'd in her monument. She had a The strong-wing' Mercury shonld fetch thee sa prophesying fear

And set thee by Jove's side. Yel come a littleOr what hath come to pass : for when she saw (Which never shall be found) you did suspect

Wishers were ever fools ;-0, come, come.cone; She had dispos'd with Cæsar, and that your rage and welcome, welcome i die, where thoa bas

[ They draw Antony Would not be purg'd, she sent you word she was

liv'd : But, fearing since how it might work, hath sent

Quicken with kissing; had my lips that pots, Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come,

Thus would I wear them out. I dread, too late.


A heavy sight! Ant. Too late,good Diomed :--Call my guard, Give me some wine, and let me speak a lide

Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying: I pr'ythee. Dio. What, ho! The emperor's guard! The Thal the 'False housewife Fortune break bet

Cleo. No, let me speak; and let me rail so we Come, your lord calls. (guard, what, ho!

wheel, Enter some of the Guard.

Provok'd by my offence. Ant Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra Ant.

One word, sweet Queen: of Cæsar seek your honour with your salets.

my lord!



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Cleo. They do not go together.


What is't thou say'st ? Ant.

Gentle, hear me : Der. I say, 0 Cæsar, Antony is dead. None about Cæsar trust, but Proculeius. Cæs. The breaking of so great a thing should Cleo. My resolution, and my hands, I'll trust; make None about Cæsar.

A greater crack : The round world should have Ant. The miserable change now at my end, Lions into civil streets,

shook Lament nor sorrow at: but please your thoughts, and citizens to their dens: -The death of Antony In feeding them with those my former fortunes Is not a single doom ; in the name lay Wherein I liv'd, the greatest prince o' the world, A moiety of the world. The noblest : and do now not basely die,


He is dead, Cæsar; Nor cowardly ; put off my helmet to

Not by a publick minister of justice,
My countryman, a Roman, by a Roman Nor by a hir'd knife; but that self hand,
Valiantly vanquish'd. Now, iny spirit is going;Which writ his honour in the acis it did,
I can no more.

Dies. Hath, with the courage which the heart did
Noblest of men, woo't die?

lend it, Hast thou no care of me? shall I abide

Splitted the heart.- This is his sword,
In this dull world, which in thy absence is I robb'd his wound of it ; behold it stain'd
No better than a sty?-0, see, my women,

With his most noble blood.
The crown o' the earth doth meli-My lord ! Caos.

you sad, friends ? 0, wither'd is the garland of the war,

The gods rebuke me, but it is tidings
The soldier's pole is fallen; young boys and girls, To wash the eyes of kings.
Are level now with men: the odds is gone, Agr.

And strange it is, And there is nothing left remarkable

That nature must compel us to lament
Beneath the visiting moon. (She faints. Our most persisted deeds.
o, quietness, lady! Mec.

His taints and honours Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign,

Waged equal with him.

A rarer spirit never Iras.

Madam,- Did steer humanity : but you, gods, will give us Char. O madam, madam, madam !

Some fanlts to make us men. Cæsar is touch'd. Iras.

Royal Egypt! Mec. When such a spacious mirror's set before Empress! Char. Peace, peace, Iras.

He needs must see himself. Cleo. No more, but e'en a woman; and com Cas.

O Antony ! manded

I have follow'd thee to this:-But we do lance By such poor passion as the maid that milks, Diseases in our bodies: I must perforce And does the meanest chares.-It were for me Have shown to thee such a declining day To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods, Or look on thine; we could not stall together To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, In the whole world : But yet let ne lament, Till they had stolen our jewel. All's but naught; With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts, Patience is sottish ; and impatience does That thou, my brother, my competitor Become a dog that's mad : Then is it sin, In top of all design, my mate in empire, To rush into the secret house of death,

Friend and companion in the front of war, Ere death dare come lo us - How do you, wo. The arm of mine own bodly, and the heart men ?

Where mine his thoughts did kindle, -that our What, what? good cheer! Why, how now, Char stars, mian?

Unreconcileable, should divide My noble girls - Ah, women, women! look, Our equalness to this.—Hear me, good friends, Our lamp is spent, it's ont-Good sirs, take But I will tell you at some meeter season; heart

[To the Guard below. We'll bury him : and then what's brave, what's

Enter a Messenger. noble,

The business of this man looks out of him, Let's do it after the high Roman fashion, We'll hear him what he says. Whence are you? And make death proud to take is. Come, away: Mess. A poor Egyptian yet. The queen, my This case of that huge spirit now is cold.

Ah women, women ! coine; we have no friend Confind in all she has, her monument,
But resolution, and the briefest end. (Exeunt ; Of thy intents desires instruction ;
those above bearing off Antony's Body That she preparedly may frame herself

To the way she's forced to.

Bid her have good heart,

She soon shall know of us, by some of ours,

How hononrable and how kidly we SCENE I. Cæsar's Camp before Alexandria. Determine for her : for Cæsar cannot live Enter Cæsar, Agrippa, Dolabella, Mecænas,

To be ungentle.

Mess So the gods preserve thee! [Erit. Gallus, Proculeius, and Others.

Cas. Come hither, Proculeius; Go, and say, Cæs. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield; We purpose her no shame: give her what com. Being so frustrate, tell him, he mocks us by

forts The pauses that he makes.

The quality of her passion shall require ; Dot. Cæsar, I shall. [Exit. Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke

She do defeat us : for her life in Rome Enter Dercetas, with the Sword of Antony. Would be eternal in our triumph : Go, Cæs. Wherefore is that? and what art thou, And, with your speediest, bring us what she says that dar'st

And how you find of her. Appear thus to us?


Cæsar, I shall. (Erit Pro. Der. I am call'd Dercetas; Cæs. Gallns, go you along - Where's

Dolabella, Mark Antony I serv'd: who best was worthy To second Proculeius ?

(Exit Gallus Best to be serv'd: whilst he stood up, and spoke, Agr. Mec.

Dolabella! He was my master; and I wore my life,

Cas. Let him alone, for I remember now To spend upon his haters: If thon please How he's employed; he shall in time be ready. To take me to thee, as I was to him

Go with me to my tent; where you shall see I'll be to Cæsar; If thou pleasest not,

How hardly I was drawn into this war; I yield thee up my life.

How calm and gentle I proceeded still

In all my writings : Go with me, and see Do Cæsar what he can. Know, sir, that I
What I can show in this.

(Ercunt. Will not wait piniou'd at your master's court;

Nor once be chastis'd with the sober eye

of dull Octavia. Shall they hoist me up, Alexandria A Room in the Monument And show me to the shouting varletry.

Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras.

Be gentle grave to me! rather on Nilus mud Cleo. My desolation does begin to make Lay me stark naked, and let the water-flies A better lífe: "Tis paltry to be Cæsar;

Blow me into abhorring ! rather make Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, My country's high pyramides my gibbet, A minister of her will; And it is great

And hang me up in chains ! To do that thing that ends all other deeds; Pro.

You do extend Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; These thoughts of horror further than you shall Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung: Find canse in Cæsar. The beggar's nurse and Cæsar's.

Enter Dolabella. Enter, to the Gates of the Monument, Procu- Dol

Proculeius, leius, Gallus, and Soldiers.

What thou hast done thy master Cæsar know, Pro._Cæsar sends greeting to the queen ot And he hath sent for thee: as for the queen, Egypt ;

I'll take her to my guard. And bids thee study on what fair demands Pro.

So, Dolabella, Thou mean'st to have him grant thee.

It shall content me best : be gentle to her. Cleo. (Within.).

What's thy name ? To Cæsar I will speak what you shall please, Pro. My name is Proculeius.

[To Cleopatra. Cleo. (Within. ]

Antony If you'll employ me to him. Did tell me of you, bade me trust you ; but Cleo.

Say, I would die I do not greatly care to be deceiv'd,

(Ereunt Proculeius and Soldiers That have no use for trusting. If your master Dol. Most noble empress, you have heard of ne! Would have a queen bis beggar, you must tell Cleo. I cannot tell. him,


Assuredly, you know me. That majesty, to keep decorum, must

Cleo. No matter, sir, what I have heard, og No less beg than a kingdom: if he please

known. To give me conquer'd Egypt for my son, You laugh, when boys, or women, tell their He gives me so much of mine own, as I

dreams; Will kneel to him with thanks.

Is't not your trick?
Be of good cheer ;| Dol

I understand not, madan. You are fallen into a princely hand, fear nothing: Cleo. I dream'd there was an emperor AlMake your full reference freely to my lord,

tony ;Who is so full of grace, that it flows over 0, such another sleep, that I might see On all that need : Let me report to him

But such another man! Your sweet dependancy; and you shall find Dol.

If it might please you, A conqueror, that will pray in aid for kindness, Cleo. His face was as the heavens; and therein Where he for grace is kneelid to.

stuck Cleo. (Within. 1

Pray yon, tell him A sun, and moon; which kept their course, and I am his fortune's vassal, and I send him

lighted The greatness he has gol. I hourly learn The little O, the earth. A doctrine of obedience; and would gladly Dol.

Most sovereign creature.Look him i' the face.

Cleo. His legs bestrid .he ocean : his rear'd arm Pro.

This l'll report, dear lady: Crested the world : his voice was propertied Have comfort; for, I know, your plight is pilied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends, of him that cans'd it.

But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, Gal. You see how easily she may be surpris'd. He was as rattling thunder.

For his bounty, (Here Proculeius, and two of the Guard, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'was, ascend the Monument by a lodder placed That grew the more by reaping: His delights against a window, and having descended, Were dolphin-like: they show'd his back above come behind Cleopatra. Some of the Guard The element they liv'd in: In his livery unbar and open the gates.

Walk'd crowns and crownets; realms and islands Guard her till Cæsar comc.

were ( To Proculeius and the Guard. Exit Gallus. As plates dropp'd from his pocket. Iras. Royal queen!


Cleopatra, Char, o Cleopatra ! thou art taken, queen! Cleo. Think you, there was, or might be, such Cleo. Quick, qnick, good hands.

a man [Drawing a dagger. As this I dream'd of? Pro. Hold, worthy lady, hold: Dol

Gentle madam, no (Seizes and disarms her. Cleo. You lie, up to the hearing of the gods Do not yourself snch wrong, who are in this But, if there be, or ever were one such, Reliev'd, but not betray'd.

It's past the size of dreaming : Nature wants suf Cleo.

What, of death too, To vie strange forms with fancy; yet, to imagine That rids our dogs of languish ?

An Antony, were nature's piece 'gainst faney, Pro.

Cleopatra, Condemning shadows quite. Do not abuse my master's bounty, by


Hear me, good madan: The undoing of yourself: let the world see Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear it His nobleness well acted, which your death As answering to the weight : 'Would, I might Will never let come forth.

never Cleo.

Where art thou, death ? O'ertake pursu'd success, but I do feel, Come hither, come ! come, come, and take a By the rebound of yours, a grief that shoots queen

My very heart at root. Worth many babes and beggars !

I thank you, sir, Pro.

0, temperance, lady! Know you, what Cæsar means to do with me! Cleo. Sir, I will eat no meat, I'll not drink, sir, Dol. I am loath to tell you what I would y (If idle talk will once be necessary ;)

knew. t'u not sleep neither : This mortal house I'll ruin, l Cleo. Nay, pray you, sir,-,


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