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A sun and moon, which kept their course, and Cæs. Arise, you shall not kneel :lighted
I pray you, rise; rise, Egypt. The little 0,* the earth.
Sir, the gods DOL. Most sovereign creature, - Will have it thus; my master and my
lord Cleo. His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear'd I must obey.
CÆs. Take to you no hard thoughts: Crested the world; his voice was propertied The record of what injuries you did us, As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; Though written in our flesh, we shall remember But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, As things but done by chance. He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty,
Sole sir o' the world, There was no winter in 't; an autumn * 't was, I cannot project mine own cause so well That grew the more by reaping. His delights To make it clear; but do confess I have Were dolphin-like; they show'd his back above Been laden with like frailties which before The element they liv'd in: in his livery
Have often sham'd our sex. Walk'd crowns and crownets ; realms and islands CÆs.
We will extenuate rather than enforce: As plates dropp'd from his pocket.
If you apply yourself to our intents, Dol.
Cleopatra,– (Which towards you are most gentle) you shall Cleo. Think you there was, or might be, such
A benefit in this change ; but if you seek
To lay on me a cruelty, by taking
Antony's course, you shall bereave yourself CLEO. You lie, up to the hearing of the gods ! Of my good purposes, and put your children But, if there be, or ever were, one such,
To that destruction which I'll guard them from, It's past the size of dreaming : Nature wants stuff If thereon you rely. I'll take my leave. To viestrange forms with fancy; yet, to imagine Cleo. And may, through all the world : 't is An Antony, were Nature's piece 'gainst fancy,
we, Condemning shadows quite.
Your scutcheons and your signs of conquest, shall DoL.
Hear me, good madam: Hang in what place you please. Here, my good Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear it
lord. As answering to the weight : would I might never Cæs. You shall advise me in all for Cleopatra. O'ertake pursu'd success, but I do feel,
Cleo. This is the brief of money, plate, and By the rebound of yours, a grief that smitest
jewels, My very heart at root.
I am possess’d of: ’t is exactly valu’d; Cleo.
Not petty things admitted.- Where's Seleucus ?
lord, Cleo. Nay, pray you, sir,
Upon his peril, that I have reserv'd DOL.
Though he be honourable, To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucus. Cleo. He'll lead me, then, in triumph ?
SEL. Madam, DOL. Madam, he will; I know 't.
I had rather seal® my lips, than, to my peril,
Flourish without. Speak that which is not. Without. Make way there,—Cæsar!
What have I kept back ? SEL. Enough to purchase what you have made
known. Enter CÆSAR, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, MECÆNAS,
Cæs. Nay, blush not, Cleopatra ; I approve SELEUCUS, and Attendants.
Your wisdom in the deed. Cæs. Which is the queen of Egypt ?
See, Cæsar! O, behold, Dol. It is the emperor, madam.
is follow'd! mine will now be yours ; [CLEOPATRA kneels. And should we shift estates yours would be mine.
(*) First folio, Antony. Corrected by Theobald.
(1) Old text, suites. Corrected by Capell. . The little 0,-) The little orb, circlet, or round. b - plates---) Silver coin.
€ To vie-) To rie was a term at cards, and meant, particularly, to increase the stakes, and, generally, to challenge any one to a contention, bet, wayet, &c.
à Condemning shadows quite.] We are not sure of having
mastered the sense of this, or indeed that the text exhibits
e — seal my lips,-) The old reading is, “ seele my lippes," but here there is no allusion to the practice of seeling a hawk's eyes, as some editors suppose; to seal one's lips was a familiar expresa sion ages before Shakespeare lived.
The ingratitude of this Seleucus does
Cleo. He words me, girls, he words me, that I Even make me wild :-0, slave, of no more trust
should not Than love that's hird !- What, goest thou back ? Be noble to myself: but hark thee, Charmian. thou shalt
[Whispers CHARMIAN. Go back, I warrant thee; but I'll catch thine IRAs. Finish, good lady; the bright day is eyes,
done, Though they had wings. Slave, soulless villain, And we are for the dark.
Hie thee again :
I bave spoke already, and it is provided ;
Madam, I will.
Behold, sir. Erit. Addition of his envy! Say, good Cæsar,
Dolabella! That I some lady trifles have resery'd,
Dol. Madam, as thereto sworn by your comImmoment toys, things of such dignity
mand, As we greet modern* friends withal ; and
say, Which my love makes religion to obey, Some nobler token I have kept apart
I tell you this : Cæsar through Syria For Livia and Octavia, to induce
Intends his journey ; and, within three days, Their mediation ; must I be unfolded
You with your children will he send before : With one that I have bred? The gods ! It smites Make your best use of this : I have perform’d
Your pleasure, and my promise. Beneath the fall I have.—Pr’ythee, go hence;
Dolabella, [To SELEUCUS. I shall remain your debtor. Or I shall show the cinders of my spirits
your servant. Through the ashes of my chance :-wert thou a · Adieu, good queen ; I must attend on Cæsar. man,
Cleo. Farewell, and thanks. [Erit Dou. Thou wouldst have mercy on me.
Now, Iras, what think'st thou ? CÆs.
Forbear, Seleucus. Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shalt be shown
[Exit SELEUCUS. In Rome, as well as I: mechanic slaves Cleo. Be it known, that we, the greatest, are With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall misthought
Uplift us to the view ; in their thick breaths, For things that others do ; and, when we fall,
Rank gross diet, shall we be enclouded, We answer others' merits in our name,
And forc'd to drink their vapour. Are therefore to be pitied.
The gods forbid ! CAS. Cleopatra,
Cleo. Nay, 't is most certain, Iras :-saucy Not what you have resery’d, nor what acknow
Will catch at us, like strumpets; and scald rhymers i' the roll of conquest :(1) still be 't yours, Ballad us out o' tune: the quick comedians Bestow it at your pleasure ; and believe
Extemporally will stage us, and present Casar 's no merchant, to make prize with you
Our Alexandrian revels ; Antony Of things that merchants sold. Therefore be Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see cheer'd ;
Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness Make not your thoughts your prisons; no, dear I’ the posture of a whore. queen;
0, the good gods ! For we intend so to dispose you as
Cleo. Nay, that's certain. Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed, and sleep:
IRAS. I'll never see't; for, I am sure, my Our care and pity is so much upon you,
nails That we remain your friend ; and so adieu. Are stronger than mine eyes. Cleo. My master, and my lord !
Why, that's the way Cæs.
Adieu. To fool their preparation, and to conquer [Flourish. Exeunt CÆSAR and his Train. Their most absurd " intents.
the quick comedians-) The lirely, quick-tritted comedians. - absurd intents.-] Theobald has, : - assur'd intents."
modern friends-1 Ordinary, common friends. b – mərits-) “Merits" is here employed for demerits or deserts.
Here is a rural fellow That will not be denied your highness' presence ; He brings you figs. CLEO. Let him come in. What poor an instrument
[Exit Guard. May do a noble deed! he brings me liberty ! My resolution 's plac'd, and I have nothing
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 should not do, but in the way of honesty : how she died of the biting of it, what pain she felt,—truly, she makes a very good report o' the worm ; but he that will believe all that they say, shall never be saved by half that they do : but this is most fallible, the worm 's an
a What poor an instrument-) See note (b), p. 127, Vol. II.
CLEO. Get thee hence ; farewell.
my heaven to have.-Come, thou Clown. I wish you all joy of the worm.
mortal wretch, Cleo. Farewell. [Clown sets doun the basket. [To an asp, which she applies to her breast.
Clown. You must think this, look you, that With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate the worm will do his kind.
Of life at once untie : poor venomous fool, CLEO. Ay, ay; farewell.
Be angry, and despatch. O, couldst thou speak, Clown. Look you, the worin is not to be That I might hear thee call great Cæsar, Ass trusted but in the keeping of wise people; for, Unpolicied! indeed, there is no goodness in the worm.
CHAR. O, eastern star ! Cleo. Take thou no care; it shall be heeded. CLEO.
Peace, peace! Clown. Very good. Give it nothing, I pray
Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, you, for it is not worth the feeding.
That sucks the nurse asleep? CLEO. Will it eat me ?
O, break! O, break! Clown. You must not think I am so simple, Cleo. As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as but I know the devil himself will not eat a woman :
gentle, I know that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the 0, Antony !—Nay, I will take thee too :devil dress her not. But, truly, these same whore
[Applying another asp to her arm. son devils do the gods great harm in their women ;
What should I stay
Dies. for in every ten that they make, the devils mar CHAR. In this vile * world ?-So, fare thee five.
well.Cleo. Well, get thee gone; farewell.
Now boast thee, Death, in thy possession lies Clown. Yes, forsooth; I wish you joy o' the A lass unparalleld !Downy windows, close;
[Exit. And golden Phæbus never be beheld
eyes again so royal !—Your crown 's awry;t
I'll mend it, and then play.
Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ;
Now no more
[Kisses them. IRAs falls and dies.a
Enter the Guard, rushing in. 1 GUARD. Where is the queen ? CHAR.
Speak softly, wake her not. 1 GUARD. Cæsar hath sentCHAR.
Too slow a messenger.
[Applies an asp. O, come apace, despatch : I partly feel thee. 1 Guard. Approach, ho! All's not well:
Cæsar's beguil'd. 2 GUARD. There's Dolabella sent from Cæsar ;
this well done?
Dol. How goes it here?
Cæsar, thy thoughts
* [iras falls and dies.) "Iras must be supposed to have applied an asp to her arm while her mistress was settling her dress, or I know not why she should fall so soon."-STEEVENS.
(*) Old text, wilde. Corrected by Capell. (t) Old text, away. Corrected by Pope.
Who was last with them ? Cæs.
As she would catch another Antony
In her strong toil of grace.
Here, on her breast, Dol. O, sir, you are too sure an augurer :
There is a vent of blood, and something blown : did fear is done.
The like is on her arm. Cæs.
Bravest at the last ! 1 GUARD. This is an aspic's trail : and these She levell’d at our purposes, and, being royal,
fig-leaves Took her own way.—The manner of their deaths ? Have slime upon them, such as the aspic leaves I do not see them bleed.
Upon the caves of Nile. Dol.
Most probable 1 GUARD. A simple countryman, that brought That so she died; for her physician tells me her figs :
She hath pursu'd conclusions infinite
Of easy ways to die.—Take up her bed;
And bear her women from the monument :1 GUARD.
O, Cæsar! She shall be buried by her Antony: This Charmian liv'd but now; she stood and No grave upon the earth shall clip in it spake :
A pair so famous. High events as these I found her trimming up the diadem
Strike those that make them ; and their story is On her dead mistress ; tremblingly she stood, No less in pity than his glory which And on the sudden dropp’d.
Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall, Cæs.
O, noble weakness !- In solemn show, attend this funeral ; If they had swallow'd poison 't would appear
And then to Rome.—Come, Dolabella, see By external swelling : but she looks like sleep, High order in this great solemnity. [Exeunt.