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Mess. A poor Egyptian yet. The queen my

Confined in all she has (her monument),
Of thy intents desires instruction :
That she preparédly may frame herself
To the way she's forced to.

Cæs. Bid her have good heart :
She soon shall know of us, by some of ours,
How honourable and how kindly we
Determine for her: for Cæsar cannot live
To be ungentle.

Mess. So the gods preserve thee! [Exit. . Cæs. Come hither, Proculeius : go, and say We purpose her no shame: give her what comforts The quality of her passion shall require ; Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke She do defeat us: for her life in Rome Would be eternal in our triumph. Go; And, with your speediest, bring us what she says, And how you find of her.

Pro. Cæsar, I shall. [Exit Proculeius.

Cæs. Gallus, go you along.-Where's Dolabella, To second Proculeius?

[Exit Gallus.

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I do not greatly care to be deceived,
That have no use for trusting. If your master
Would have a queen his beggar, you must tell him
That majesty, to keep decorum, must
No less beg than a kingdom: if he please
To give me conquered Egypt for my son,
He gives me so much of mine own as I
Will kneel to him with thanks.

Pro. Be of good cheer;
You are fallen into a princely hand; fear nothing:
Make your full reverence freely to my lord,
Who is so full of grace that it flows over
On all that need. Let me report to him
Your sweet dependency: and you shall find
A conqueror that will pray in aid for kindness,
Where he for grace is kneeled to.

Cleo. [within]. Pray you tell him
I am his fortune's vassal, and I send him
The greatness he has got. I hourly learn
A doctrine of obedience, and would gladly
Look him i' the face.

Pro. This I 'll report, dear lady.
Have comfort; for I know your plight is pitied
Of him that caused it.

Gal. You see how easily she may be surprised.— [Proculeius and two of the Guard enter the

Monument by a ladder placed against a window, and come behind Cleopatra. Others

unbar and open the gates. Guard her till Cæsar come. [Exit GALLUS.

Iras. Royal queen!
Char. O Cleopatra, thou art taken, queen!
Cleo. Quick, quick, good hands!

[Draws a dagger. Pro. Hold, worthy lady, hold! [Disarms her. Do not yourself such wrong, who are in this Relieved, but not betrayed.

Cleo. What, of death too,
That rids our dogs of languish ?

Pro. Cleopatra,
Do not abuse my master's bounty by
The undoing of yourself: let the world see
His nobleness well acted, which your death
Will never let come forth.

Cleo. Where art thou, death?
Come hither, come! come, come, and take a queen
Worth many babes and beggars !

Pro. O, temperance, lady!

Cleo. Sir, I will eat no meat; I 'll not drink, sir: If idle talk will once be necessary, I'll not sleep neither : this mortal house I 'll ruin, Do Cæsar what he can. Know, sir, that I Will not wait pinioned at your master's court, Nor once be chastised with the sober eye Of dull Octavia. Shall they hoist me up, And shew me to the shouting varletry Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt

Scene II.-Alexandria. & Room in the Monument.

Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras.
Cleo. My desolation does begin to make
A better life. 'Tis paltry to be Cæsar :
Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave;
A minister of her will. And it is great
To do that thing that ends all other deeds;
Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change;
Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung,
The beggar's nurse and Cæsar's.
Enter, to the gates of the Monument, PROCULEIUS,

Gallus, and Soldiers.
Pro. Cæsar sends greeting to the Queen of

And bids thee study on what fair demands
Thou mean'st to have him grant thee.

Cleo. [within). What's thy name?
Pro. My name is Proculeius.

Cleo. [within]. Antony
Did tell me of you, bade me trust you: but

Be gentle grave to me: rather on Nilus' mud Cleo. You lie, up to the hearing of the gods !
Lay me stark naked, and let the water-flies | But if there be or ever were one such,
Blow me into abhorring: rather make

It's past the size of dreaming. Nature wants stuff My country's high pyramidés my gibbet,

To vie strange forms with fancy: yet to imagine And hang me up in chains !

An Antony were nature's piece 'gainst fancy, Pro. You do extend

Condemning shadows quite.
These thoughts of horror further than you shall ! w Dol. Hear me, good madam:
Find cause in Cæsar.

Your loss is as yourself, great ; and you bear it

As answering to the weight. 'Would I might Enter DOLABELLA.

never Dol. Proculeius,

O’ertake pursued success but I do feel, What thou hast done thy master Cæsar knows, By the rebound of yours, a grief that shoots And he hath sent for thee: as for the queen, My very heart at root. I'll take her to my guard.

Cleo. I thank you, sir. Pro. So, Dolabella,

Know you what Cæsar means to do with me? It shall content me best: be gentle to her.

Dol. I am loth to tell you what I would you To Cæsar I will speak what you shall please,

knew. If you 'll employ me to him. [To CLEOPATRA. Cleo. Nay, pray you, sir,Cleo. Say, I would die.

Dol. Though he be honourable,(Exeunt PROCULEIus and Soldiers. Cleo. He 'll lead me, then, in triumph ? Dol. Most noble empress, you have heard of

Dol. Madam, he will: I know it. me?

Within. Make way there :--Cæsar! Cleo. I cannot tell.

Enter Cæsar, Gallus, PROCULEIUS, MECENAS, Dol. Assuredly you know me.

SELEUCUS, and Attendants.
Cleo. No matter, sir, what I have heard or

Cæs. Which is the Queen of Egypt?
You laugh when boys or women tell their dreams : Dol. It is the emperor, madam.
Is 't not your trick?

[CLEOPATRA kneels. Dol. I understand not, madam.

Cæs. Arise ; you shall not kneel.Cleo. I dreamed there was an emperor An- I pray you, rise : rise, Egypt. tony :

Cleo. Sir, the gods O, such another sleep, that I might see

Will have it thus : my master and my lord But such another man !

I must obey. Dol. If it might please you,

Cæs. Take to you no hard thoughts : Cleo. His face was as the heavens; and therein The record of what injuries you did us, stuck

Though written in our flesh, we shall remember A sun and moon, which kept their course, and As things but done by chance. lighted

Cleo. Sole sir o'the world, The little O, the earth.

I cannot project mine own cause so well Dol. Most sovereign creature,

To make it clear: but do confess I have Cleo. His legs bestrid the ocean: his reared arm Been laden with like frailties which before Crested the world : his voice was propertied Have often shamed our sex.. As all the tunéd spheres, and that to friends; Cæs. Cleopatra, know But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, We will extenuate rather than enforce. He was a rattling thunder. For his bounty, | If you apply yourself to our intents There was no winter in 't; an autumn 't was, (Which towards you are most gentle), you shall That grew the more by reaping : his delights

find Were dolphin-like; they shewed his back above | A benefit in this change : but if you seek The element they lived in : in his livery

To lay on me a cruelty, by taking Walked crowns and crownets; realms and Antony's course, you shall bereave yourself islands were

Of my good purposes, and put your children As plates dropped from his pocket.

To that destruction which I 'll guard them from Dol. Cleopatra,—

If thereon you rely. I 'll take my leave. Cleo. Think you there was or might be such | Cleo. And may through all the world: 't is a man

yours; and we, As this I dreamed of?

Your 'scutcheons and your signs of conquest, Dol. Gentle madam, no.


Hang in what place you please. Here, my good We answer others' merits in our name: lord :

Are therefore to be pitied. Cæs. You shall advise me in all for Cleopatra. Cæs. Cleopatra, Cleo. This is the brief of money, plate, and Not what you have reserved, nor what acknowjewels,

ledged, I am possessed of: 't is exactly valued ;

Put we i'the roll of conquest: still be it yours, Not petty things admitted.—Where 's Seleucus ? Bestow it at your pleasure : and believe Sel. Here, madam.

Cæsar's no merchant, to make prize with you Cleo. This is my treasurer : let him speak, my of things that merchants sold. Therefore be lord,

cheered; Upon his peril, that I have reserved

Make not your thoughts your prisons; no, dear To myself nothing.–Speak the truth, Seleucus.

queen; Sel. Madam,

For we intend so to dispose you as I had rather seel my lips than, to my peril, Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed and sleep: Speak that which is not.

Our care and pity is so much upon you, Cleo. What have I kept back ?

That we remain your friend : and so adieu. Sel. Enough to purchase what you have made Cleo. My master and my lord ! known.

Cæs. Not so: adieu. [Exeunt CÆSAR and Train. Cæs. Nay, blush not, Cleopatra : I approve Cleo. He words me, girls; he words me, that Your wisdom in the deed.

I should not Cleo. See, Cæsar! O, behold

Be noble to myself: but hark thee, Charmian. How pomp is followed !--mine will now be yours:

[Whispers CHARMIAN. And, should we shift estates, yours would be Iras. Finish, good lady: the bright day is done, mine.

And we are for the dark.
The ingratitude of this Seleucus does

Cleo. Hie thee again :
Even make me wild :-O slave, of no more trust I have spoke already, and it is provided.
Than love that's hired !- What, go'st thou back? | Go, put it to the haste.
thou shalt

Char. Madam, I will.
Go back, I warrant thee: but I 'll catch thine eyes,
Though they had wings! Slave, soulless villain,


Dol. Where is the queen ? O rarely base!!

Char. Behold, sir. [Exit Charmian. Cæs. Good queen, let us entreat you. Cleo. Dolabella?

Cleo. O Cæsar, what a wounding shame is this, Dol. Madam, as thereto sworn by your comThat thou, vouchsafing here to visit me,

mand, Doing the honour of thy lordliness

Which my love makes religion to obey, To one so meek, that mine own servant should I tell you this : Cæsar through Syria Parcel the sum of my disgraces by

Intends his journey, and within three days Addition of his envy! Say, good Cæsar,

You with your children will he send before. That I some lady trifles have reserved,

Make your best use of this : I have performed Immoment toys, things of such dignity

Your pleasure and my promise. As we greet modern friends withal; and say,

Cleo. Dolabella, Some nobler token I have kept apart

I shall remain your debtor. For Livia and Octavia, to induce

Dol. I your servant. Their mediation ; must I be unfolded

Adieu, good queen : I must attend on Cæsar. With one that I have bred ? The gods! it smites Cleo. Farewell, and thanks. [Exit DolabelLA.

Now, Iras, what think'st thou ? Beneath the fall I have.—Pr'y thee, go hence ; Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shalt be shewn

[To SeleucUS.

In Rome, as well as I: mechanic slaves, Or I shall shew the cinders of my spirits

With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall Through the ashes of my chance :-wert thou a Uplift us to the view: in their thick breaths, man,

Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclouded, Thou wouldst have mercy on me.

And forced to drink their vapour. Cæs. Forbear, Seleucus. (Exit Seleucus. Iras. The gods forbid ! · Cleo. Be it known that we, the greatest, are Cleo. Nay, 't is most certain, Iras : saucy lictors mis-thought

Will catch at us like strumpets, and scald rhymers For things that others do; and when we fall, Ballad us out o'tune : the quick comedians


Extemporally will stage us, and present

Cleo. Get thee hence : farewell. Our Alexandrian revels: Antony

Clown. I wish you all joy o'the worm. Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see Cleo. Farewell. [Clown sets down the basket. Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness Clown. You must think this, look you, that I'the posture of a whore.

the worm will do his kind. Iras. O the good gods.!

Cleo. Ay, ay : farewell. Cleo. Nay, that is certain.

Clown. Look you, the worm is not to be trusted Iras. I 'll never see it; for I am sure my nails | but in the keeping of wise people : for indeed Are stronger than mine eyes.

there is no goodness in the worm. Cleo. Why, that's the way

Cleo. Take thou no care: it shall be heeded. To fool their preparation, and to conquer

Clown. Very good : give it nothing, I pray Their most absurd intents.—Now Charmian? you; for it is not worth the feeding.

Cleo. Will it eat me?

Clown. You must not think I am so simple Shew me, my women, like a queen: go fetch but I know the devil himself will not eat a My best attires : I am again for Cydnus,

woman. I know that a woman is a dish for the To meet Marc Antony.—Sirrah Iras, go.

gods, if the devil dress her not: but truly these Now, noble Charmian, we 'll despatch indeed: same whoreson devils do the gods great harm in And, when thou hast done this chare, I 'll give their women; for in every ten that they make, thee leave

the devils mar five, To play till doomsday.-- Bring our crown and all. Cleo. Well, get thee gone: farewell.

[Exit Iras.-A noise within. Clown. Yes, forsooth. I wish you joy of the Wherefore 's this noise ?


[Exit. Enter one of the Guard.

Re-enter Iras, with a robe, crown, &c. Guard. Here is a rural fellow

Cleo. Give me my robe ; put on my crown. I That will not be denied your highness' presence:

have He brings you figs.

Immortal longings in me : now no more Cleo. Let him come in. (Exit Guard].—How The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip.poor an instrument

Yare, yare, good Iras; quick.-Methinks I hear May do a noble deed! he brings me liberty. Antony call : I see him rouse himself My resolution 's placed, and I have nothing To praise my noble act: I hear him mock Of woman in me. Now from head to foot The luck of Cæsar, which the gods give men I am marble-constant: now the fleeting moon | To excuse their after-wrath.-Husband, I come: No planet is of mine.

Now to that name my courage prove my title!

I am fire and air; my other elements Re-enter Guard, with a Clown bringing a basket.

I give to baser life.—So; have you done? Guard. This is the man.

Come, then, and take the last warmth of my lips. Cleo. Avoid, and leave him.- [Exit Guard. Farewell, kind Charmian :- Iras, long farewell. Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there,

[Kisses them. Iras falls and dies. That kills and pains not?

Have I the aspick in my lips? Dost fall? Clown. Truly I have him: but I would not be If thou and nature can so gently part, the party that should desire you to touch him, | The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, for his biting is immortal : those that do die of | Which hurts and is desired. Dost thou lie still? it, do seldom or never recover.

If thus thou vanishest, thou tellist the world Cleo. Remember'st thou any that have died It is not worth leave-taking. on't?

Char. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain : that I Clown. Very many, men and women too. I

may say, heard of one of them no longer than yesterday: The gods themselves do weep! a very honest woman, but something given to Cleo. This proves me base : lie, as a woman should not do but in the way of If she first meet the curléd Antony, honesty: how she died of the biting of it, what He'll make demand of her; and spend that kiss pain she felt;—truly she makes a very good which is my heaven to have.-Come, thou mortal report o' the worm : but he that will believe all

wretch, that they say, shall never be saved by half that [To the asp, which she applies to her breast. they do. But this is most fallible,-the worm's | With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate an odd worm.

Of life at once untie : poor venomous fool,

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Cleo. As sweet as balın, as soft as air, as gentle, - | . O Antony !-Nay, I will take thee too :

[Applying another asp to her arm. What should I stay- [Falls on a bed, and dies.

Char. In this wild world?—So, fare thee well.-
Now boast thee, death! in thy possession lies
A lass unparalleled.—Downy windows, close;
And golden Phæbus never be beheld
Of eyes again so royal !—Your crown 's awry:
I 'll mend it, and then play.

Enter the Guard, rushing in.
- 1st Guard. Where is the queen?
Char. Speak softly; wake her not.
1st Guard. Cæsar hath sent-

Char. Too slow a messenger. [Applies the asp. O come! apace, despatch! I partly feel thee. 1st Guard. Approach, ho! all's not well.

Cæsar 's beguiled. 2nd Guard. There's Dolabella sent from Cæ

sar:-call him. 1st 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. Ah, soldier !

[Dies. Enter DOLABELLA. Dol. How goes it here? 2nd Guard. All dead.

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