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Dol. I am loath to tell you what I would you
Cleo. Nay, pray you, sir.
Dol. Though he be honourable,-
Dol. Madam, he will; I know it.
Enter CESAR, and Train of ROMANS, and SELEucus.
Oct. Which is the Queen of Egypt?
I pray you, rise; rise, Egypt.
Cleo. Sir, the gods
[TO CLEOPATRA, raising her.
Will have it thus; my master and my
I must obey.
Oct. Take to you no hard thoughts:
Cleo. Sole sir o'the world,
I cannot project mine own cause so well
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
Cleo. And may through all the world: 'tis yours; and we
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 ?
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.
I had rather seal my lips, than, to my peril,
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;
E'en make me wild :-O slave, of no more trust
Than love that's hir'd! What, go'st thou back? thou
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
Immoment toys, things of such dignity
Of one that I have bred? The gods! it smites me
Thou wouldst have mercy on me.
Oct. Forbear, Seleucus.
Cleo. Be it known, that we, the greatest, are mis
For things that others dood, when we fall,
We answer others' merits: in our name
Are therefore to be pity'd.
Not what you have reserv'd, nor what acknowledg'd, Put we i' the roll of conquest: still be it yours, Bestow it at your pleasure; and belicas,
Cæsar's no merchant, to make prize with you
Of things that merchants sold. Therefore be cheer'd; Make not your thoughts your prisons:
For we intend so to dispose you, as
Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed, and sleep:
That we remain your
friend; and so,
Cleo. My master, and my lord,
Oct. Not so: Adieu.
[Exeunt CESAR, DOLABELLA, and Train.
Cleo. He words me, girls, he words me, that I should
Be noble to myself: But hark thee, Charmian.
Cleo. Hie thee again :
I have spoke already, and it is provided;
Go, put it to the haste.
Char. Madam, I will.
Dol. Where is the queen?
Char. Behold, sir.
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,
I shall remain your debtor,
Dol. I your servant.
Adieu, good queen; I must attend on Cæsar.
Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shalt be shown
Iras. 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?
Show me, my women, like a queen; go fetch
Now, noble Charmian, we'll despatch, indeed:
To play till dooms-day.-Bring our crown and all. [Exit IRAS.-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
Cleo. Let him come in. [Exeunt GUARD.]
poor an instrument
May do a noble deed! he brings me liberty.
Enter GUARD, with the CLOWN.
1 Guard. This is the man.
Cleo. Avoid and leave him.
Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there,
Clown. Truly, I have him; but I would not be the party that should desire you to touch him, for his 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