Mes. My master's man.-Strato, where is thy master? Stra. Free from the bondage you are in, Messala: The conquerors can but make a fire of him: And no man else hath honour by his death. That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true. Oct. All that served Brutus, I will entertain them. Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? Mes. How died my master, Strato? Mes. Octavius, then, take him to follow thee, That did the latest service to my master. Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them all. All the conspirators, save only he, Oct. According to his virtue let us use him; SCENE I.-Alexandria. A Room in CLEOPATRA's, And is become the bellows and the fan Palace. Enter DEMETRIUS and PHILO. Phi. Nay, but this dotage of our general's The office and devotion of their view To cool a gipsy's lust.-Look, where they come! Flourish. Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, with their Trains: Eunuchs fanning her. Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much. Ant. There's beggary in the love that can be reckoned. Cleo. I'll set a bourn how far to be beloved. Eno. Bring in the banquet quickly: wine enough, Cleopatra's health to drink. Char. Good sir, give me good fortune. Char. Pray, then, foresee me one. Iras. No; you shall paint when you are old. Alex. Vex not his prescience: be attentive. Sooth. You shall be more beloving than beloved. Char. Good now, some excellent fortune! Let me be married to three kings in a forenoon, and widow them all: let me have a child at fifty, to whom Herod of Jewry may do homage: find me to marry me with Octavius Cæsar, and companion me with my mistress. Sooth. You shall outlive the lady whom you serve. Char. O excellent! I love long life better than figs. Sooth. You have seen and proved a fairer former fortune than that which is to approach. Char. Then belike my children shall have no names. Pr'y thee how many boys and wenches must I have? Sooth. If every of your wishes had a womb, And fertile every wish, a million. Char. Out, fool! I forgive thee for a witch. |