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Mes. My master's man.-Strato, where is thy | Mes. Octavius, then, take him to follow thee, master?

That did the latest service to my master. Stra. Free from the bondage you are in, Mes Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them

all. The conquerors can but make a fire of him :

All the conspirators, save only he, For Brutus only overcame himself,

Did that they did in envy of great Cæsar: And no man else hath honour by his death. He, only, in a general honest thought, Luc. So Brutus should be found.—I thank And common good to all, made one of them. thee, Brutus,

His life was gentle; and the elements That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true. So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up Oct. All that served Brutus, I will entertain And say to all the world, “ This was a man!" them.

Oct. According to his virtue let us use him; Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? With all respect and rites of burial.

Stra. Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you. Within my tent his bones to-night shall lie, Oct. Do so, good Messala.

Most like a soldier, ordered honourably,Mes. How died my master, Strato?

So call the field to rest : and let's away, Stra. I held the sword, and he did run on it. To part the glories of this happy day. (Exeunt

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SCENE I.-Alexandria. A Room in CLEOPATRA's, and is become the bellows and the fan

To cool a gipsy's lust.-Look, where they come !

Take but good note, and you shall see in him
Enter Demetrius and Philo.

The triple pillar of the world transformed
Phi. Nay, but this dotage of our general's Into a strumpet's fool. Behold and see.
O'erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes,
That o'er the files and musters of the war

Flourish. Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, with Have glowed like plated Mars, now bend, now

their Trains : Eunuchs fanning her. The office and devotion of their view

Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me bow much. Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart,

Ant. There's beggary in the love that can be Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst

reckoned. The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper; Cleo. I 'll set a bourn how far to be beloved.


Ant. Then must thou needs find out new hea- | Dem. I'm full sorry ven, new earth.

That he approves the common liar, who

Thus speaks of him at Rome: but I will hope Enter an Attendant.

Of better deeds to-morrow. Rest you happy! Att. News, my good lord, from Rome :

[Exeunt, Ant. Grates me :-the sum.

Cleo. Nay, hear them, Antony.
Fulvia perchance is angry: or who knows
If the scarce-bearded Cæsar have not sent

Scene II.The same. Another Room.
His powerful mandate to you, “Do this, or this:
Take in that kingdom, and enfranchise that:

Enter CHARMIAN,IRAS, Alexas,and a Soothsayer. Perform 't, or else we damn thee.”

Char. Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most any. Ant. How, my love!

thing Alexas, almost most absolute Alexas, Cleo. Perchance (nay, and most like), where's the soothsayer that you praised so to You must not stay here longer: your dismission the queen ?–0 that I knew this husband which Is come from Cæsar: therefore hear it, Antony.-- you say must change his horns with garlands! Where's Fulvia's process ?-Cæsar's, I would Alex. Soothsayer! say :-both :

Sooth. Your will ? Call in the messengers.—As I am Egypt's queen, | Char. Is this the man ?-Is 't you, sir, that Thou blushest, Antony, and that blood of thine

know things ? Is Cæsar's homager: else so thy cheek pays shame Sooth. In nature's infinite book of secrecy When shrill-tongued Fulvia scolds. The mes A little I can read. sengers.

Alex. Shew him your hand.
Ant. Let Rome in Tyber melt, and the wide arch
Of the ranged empire fall !-Here is my space.

Kingdoms are clay: our dungy earth alike Eno. Bring in the banquet quickly: wine enough,
Feeds beast as man : the nobleness of life Cleopatra's health to drink.
Is to do thus (Embracing), when such a mutual Char. Good sir, give me good fortune.

Sooth. I make not, but foresee. And such a twain can do 't: in which I bind, Char. Pray, then, foresee me one. On pain of punishment, the world to weet

Sooth. You shall be yet far fairer than you are. We stand up peerless.

Char. He means, in flesh. Cleo. Excellent falsehood!

Iras. No; you shall paint when you are old. Why did he marry Fulvia, and not love her? Char. Wrinkles forbid ! I'll seem the fool I am not: Antony

Alex. Vex not his prescience: be attentive. Will be himself.

Char. Hush ! Ant. But stirred by Cleopatra.

Sooth. You shall be more beloving than beloved. Now, for the love of Love and her soft hours, Char. I had rather heat my liver with drinking. Let's not confound the time with conference harsh: Alex. Nay, hear him. There's not a minute of our lives should stretch Char. Good now, some excellent fortune! Let Without some pleasure now. What sport to- | me be married to three kings in a forenoon, and night?

widow them all : let me have a child at fifty, to Cleo. Hear the ambassadors.

whom Herod of Jewry may do homage: find me Ant. Fie, wrangling queen,

to marry me with Octavius Cæsar, and companion Whom everything becomes to chide, to laugh, me with my mistress. To weep: whose every passion fully strives

Sooth. You shall outlive the lady whom you To make itself, in thee, fair and admired!

serve. No messenger : but thine, and all alone,

Char. O excellent! I love long life better than To-night we 'll wander through the streets, and figs.

Sooth. You have seen and proved a fairer former The qualities of people. Come, my queen: | fortune than that which is to approach. Last night you did desire it.-Speak not to us. I Char. Then belike my children shall have no

[Exeunt Antony, CLEOPATRA, and Train. names. Pr'y thee how many boys and wenches Dem. Is Cæsar with Antonius prized so slight? must I have?

Phi. Sir, sometimes, when he is not Antony, Sooth. If every of your wishes had a womb, He comes too short of that great property And fertile every wish, a million. Which still should go with Antony.

Char. Out, fool! I forgive thee for a witch.


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