Dol. I am loath to tell you what I would you

knew.
Cleo. Nay, pray you, sir.
Dol. Though he be honourable,
Cleo. He'll lead me in triumph?

Dol. Madam, he will; I know it.
Enter CÆSAR, and Train of RomANS, and SELEUCUS.

Oct. Which is the Queen of Egypt?
Dol. It is the emperor, madam.

Oct. Arise, you shall not kneel:
I pray you, rise; rise, Egypt.

[To CLEOPATRA, raising her. Cleo. Sir, the gods Will have it thus, my master and my

lord I must obey.

Oct. Take to you no hard thoughts :
The record of what injuries you did us,
Though written in our flesh, we shall remember
As things but done by chance.

Cleo. Sole sir o'the world,
I cannot project mine own cause so well
To make it clear; but do consess, I have
Been laden with like frailties, which before
Have often sham'd our sex.

Oct. Cleopatra, know,
We will extenuate rather than enforce:
If you apply yourself to our intents,
(Which towards you are most gentle) you shall find
A benefit in this change: but if you seek
To lay on me a cruelty, by taking
Antony's course, you shall bereave yourself
Of my good purposes, and put your children
To that destruction which I'll guard them from,
If thereon you rely. I'll take my leave.

Cleo. And may through all the world: 'tis yours;

Your'scutcheons, and your signs of conquest, shall Hang in what place you please. Here, my good lord.

Oct. You shall advise me in all for Cleopatra.

Cleo. This is the brief of money, plate, and jewels,
I am possest of: 'tis exactly valu’d;
Not petty things omitted.- Where's Seleucus ?

Sel. Here, madam.
Cleo. This is my treasurer; let him speak, my

lord,
Upon his peril, that I have reserv'd
To myself nothing.-Speak the truth, Seleucus.

Sel. Madam,
I had rather seal my lips, than, to my peril,
Speak that which is not.

Cleo. What have I kept back?
Sel. Enough to purchase what you have made

known.
Oct. Nay, blush not, Cleopatra ; I approve
Your wisdom in the deed.

Cleo. See, Cæsar! O, behold, How pomp

is follow'd! mine will now be yours ; And, should we shift estates, yours would be mine. The ingratitude of this Seleucus does E'en make me wild :-O slave, of no more trust Than love that's hir'd! Whai, go'st thou back? thou

shalt Go back, I warrant thee; but I'll catch thine eyes, Though they had wings: Slave! soulless villain!

dog! O rarely base!

[Flying at him. Oct. Good queen, let us intreat you. [Interposing.

[
Cleo. O Cæsar, what a wounding shame is this;
That thou vouchsafing here to visit me,
Doing the honour of thy lordiness
To one so mean, that mine own servant should
Parcel the sum of my disgraces by
Addition of his envy! Say, good Cæsar
That I some lady trifles have reserv’d,

Immoment toys, things of such dignity
As we greet modern friends withal; and say,
Some nobler token I have kept apart
For Livia, and Octavia, to induce
Their mediation : must I be unfolded
Of one that I have bred? The gods! it smites me
Beneath the tall I have.-Wert thou a man,
Thou wouldst have mercy on me.

Oct. Forbear, Seleucus. [Exit SELEUCUS.
Cleo. Be it known, that we, the greatest, are mis-

thought
For things that others do soud, when we fall,
We answer others' merits : in our name
Are therefore to be pity'd.

Oct. Cleopatra,
Not what

you have reservd, nor what acknowledg'd,
Put we i'the roll of conquest : still be it yours,
Bestow it at your pleasure; and beliezsi
Cæsar's no merchant, to make prize with you
Of things that merchants sold. Therefore be cheer'd;
Make not your thoughts your prisons: no, dear

queen ;
For we intend so to dispose you, as
Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed, and sleep:
Our care and pity is so much upon you,
That we remain

your
friend ; and so,

adieu.
Cleo. My master, and my lord,
Oct. Not so: Adieu.

[Exeunt CÆSAR, DOLABELLA, and Train. Cleo. He words me, girls, he words me, that I should

not

.

Be noble to myself: But hark thee, Charmian.

Iras. Finish, good lady, the bright day is done,
And we are for the dark.

Cleo. Hie thee again :
I have spoke already, and it is provided;
Go, puiit to the haste.
Char. Madam, I will.

(Going

Enter DOLABELLA,
Dol. Where is the queen?
Char. Behold, sir.

[Erit. Cleo. Dolabella?

Dol. Madam, as thereto sworn by your command,
Which my love makes religion to obey,
I tell you this: Cæsar through Syria
Intends his journey; and, within three days,
You with your children will he send before;
Make your best use of this: I have perform’d
Your pleasure, and my wise.

Cleo. Dolabella,
I shall remain your debtor,

Dol. I your servant.
Adieu, good queen; I must attend on Cæsar.
Cleo. Farewell, and thanks. [Exit DOLABELLA.]

Now, II. , what think'st thou ?
Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shalt be shown
In Rome, as well as I: mechanic slaves,
With greasy aprons, rules, and bammers, shall
Uplift us to the view; in their thick breaths,
Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclouded,
A orc'd to drink their vapour.
Tras. The gods forbid !

Cleo. Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras; Saucy lictors
Will catch at us, like strumpets; and scald rhimers
Ballad us out o'tune ; the quick comedians
Extemporally will stage us, and present
Our Alexandrian revels.

Iras. O the good gods.
Cleo. Nay, this is certain.

Iras. I'll never see't; for, I am sure, my nails
Are stronger than mine eyes.

Cleo. Why, that's the way 'To fool their preparation, and to conquer Their most assur'd intents.-Now, Charmian?

Enter CHARMIAN. Show me, my women, like a queen; go fetch My best attires ;-I am again for Cydnus, To meet Mark Antony :- Iras, go. Now, noble Charmian, we'll despatch, indeed : And when thou hast done this chare, I'll give thee

leave To play till dooms-day.-Bring our crown and all.

(Exit Tras.-CHARMIAN falls to adjusting

CLEOPATRA's Dress.--Noise within. Wherefore's this noise?

Enter some of the Guard.
1 Guard. Here is a rural fellow,
That will not be deny'd your highness' presence
He brings you figs.
Cleo. Let him come in. (Exeunt GUARD,] How

poor an instrument
May do a noble deed! he brings me liberty.
My resolution's plac'd, and I have nothing
Of woman in nie. Now from head to foot
I am marble constant: now the fleeting moon.
No planet is of mine.

Enter GUARD, with the Clown.
1 Guard. This is the man.
Cleo. Avoid and leave him,

[Exit GUARD Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there, That kills and pains not?

Cloun. Truly, I have him: but I would not be the party that should desire you to touch him, for bis biting is immortal; those that do die of it, do seldom

or never recover.

Cleo. Remember'st thou any that have dy'd on't? Clown. Very many; men and women too. I heard . of one of them no longer than yesterday: a very honest woman, but something given to lie; as a woman