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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.

CLEO.

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,

CLEO.

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.

Cleopatra, know,

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

find

A benefit in this change ; but if you seek
As this I dreamt of ?

To lay on me a cruelty, by taking
Dol.
Gentle madam, no.

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,

yours ;

and

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.

I thank

you,
sir.

Not petty things admitted.- Where's Seleucus ?
Know you what Cæsar means to do with me? SEL. Here, madam.
Dol. I am loth to tell you what I would you Cleo. This is my treasurer; let him speak, my
knew.

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!

Cleo.

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 ?

CLEO.

See, Cæsar! O, behold, Dol. It is the emperor, madam.

How
pomp

is follow'd! mine will now be yours ; [CLEOPATRA kneels. And should we shift estates yours would be mine.

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mastered the sense of this, or indeed that the text exhibits
precisely what Shakespeare wrote, but the meaning apparently is.
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dog !

me

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.

Cleo.

Hie thee again :
O, rarely base!

I bave spoke already, and it is provided ;
CÆS. Good queen, let us entreat you. Go, put it to the haste.
Cleo. (), Cæsar, what a wounding shame is CHAR.

Madam, I will.
this,
That thou, vouchsafing here to visit me,

Re-enter DOLABELLA.
Doing the honour of thy lordliness
To one so meek,—that mine own servant should Dol. Where is the queen ?
Parcel the sum of my disgraces by

CHAR.

Behold, sir. Erit. Addition of his envy! Say, good Cæsar,

Cleo.

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;

CLEO.

Dolabella, [To SELEUCUS. I shall remain your debtor. Or I shall show the cinders of my spirits

Dor.

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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.

IRAS.

The gods forbid ! CAS. Cleopatra,

Cleo. Nay, 't is most certain, Iras :-saucy Not what you have resery’d, nor what acknow

lictors ledg'd,

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;

IRAS.

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 !

CLEO.

Why, that's the way Cæs.

Adieu. To fool their preparation, and to conquer [Flourish. Exeunt CÆSAR and his Train. Their most absurd " intents.

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GUARD.

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

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CLEO. Get thee hence ; farewell.

Which is

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 ?

CHAR.

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

Of

eyes again so royal !—Your crown 's awry;t

I'll mend it, and then play.
Re-enter Iras, with a robe, crown, &c.

Worm.

Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ;

I
have
Immortal longings in me.

Now no more
The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip :
Yare, yare, good Iras ; quick.-Methinks I hear
Antony call ; I see him rouse himself
To praise my noble act; I hear him mock
The luck of Cæsar, which the gods give men
To excuse their after wrath :-husband, I come :
Now to that name my courage prove my title !
I am fire and air ; my other elements
I give to baser life.—So,-have you done ?
Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips.
Farewell, kind Charmian ;-Iras, long farewell.

[Kisses them. IRAs falls and dies.a
Hlave I the aspic in my lips ? Dost fall ?
If thou and nature can so gently part,
The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch,
Which hurts, and is desir’d. Dost thou lie still ?
If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world
It is not worth leave-taking:
CHAR. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain, that I

may say,
The gods themselves do weep!
CLEO.

This
proves

me base:
If she first meet the curled Antony,
He'll make demand of her, and spend that kiss

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 ;

call him.
1 GUARD. What work is here !—Charmian, is

this well done?
CHAR. It is well done, and fitting for a princess
Descended of so many royal kings.(2)
Ah, soldier!

[Dies.

Re-enter DOLABELLA.

Dol. How goes it here?
2 GUARD.

All dead.
DOL.

Cæsar, thy thoughts
Touch their effects in this : thyself art coming
To see perform’d the dreaded act which thou
So sought'st to hinder.
Without. A way

there! a

way

for Cæsar!

* [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.

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Who was last with them ? Cæs.

As she would catch another Antony
Re-enter CÆSAR and Attendants.

In her strong toil of grace.
Dol.

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
This was his basket.

Of easy ways to die.—Take up her bed;
CÆs.
Poison'd then.

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.

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