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Put we i' the roll of conquest: still be 't yours, Bestow it at your pleasure; and believe, Cæsar's no merchant, to make prize with you Of things that merchants sold. Therefore be cheer'd;

Make not your thoughts your prisons: no, dear queen; 184

For we intend so to dispose you as
Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed, and sleep:
Our care and pity is so much upon you,
That we remain your friend; and so, adieu. 188
Cleo. My master, and my lord!
Cæs.

Not so. Adieu.

That thou, vouchsafing here to visit me, Doing the honour of thy lordliness

Dol. Where is the queen? Char.

Behold, sir. [Exit. Dolabella! 196

Clo. 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 odd worm.

Cleo. Get thee hence; farewell.
Clo. I wish you all joy of the worm.

Cleo. Farewell.

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[Sets down the basket.

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 288
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.

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Descended of so many royal kings. Ah! soldier.

Re-enter DOLABELLA.

Dol. How goes it here?
Sec. Guard.
All dead.

Dol.

[Dies.

Cæsar, thy thoughts Touch their effects in this; thyself art coming To see perform'd the dreaded act which thou 333 So sought'st to hinder.

[Within, 'A way there!-a way for Cæsar!'
Re-enter CÆSAR and all his Train.

Dol. O! sir, you are too sure an augurer;
That you did fear is done.
Cæs.

Bravest at the last, 336
She levell'd at our purposes, and, being royal,
Took her own way. The manner of their deaths?
I do not see them bleed.
Dol.

Who was last with them? First Guard. A simple countryman that brought her figs:

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O, break! O, break! 312 Cleo. As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle,

O Antony!-Nay, I will take thee too.

[Applying another asp to her arm. What should I stay

[Dies.

Char. In this vile world? So, fare thee
well.

Now boast thee, death, in thy possession lies
A lass unparallel'd. Downy windows, close;
And golden Phœbus never be beheld

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340

O Cæsar!

This Charmian liv'd but now; she stood, and

I found her trimming up the diadem
On her dead mistress; tremblingly she stood, 344
And on the sudden dropp'd.
Cæs.

O noble weakness!

That so she died; for her physician tells me
She hath pursu'd conclusions infinite
Of easy ways to die. Take up her bed; -
And bear her women from the monument.
She shall be buried by her Antony:
No grave upon the earth shall clip in it
A pair so famous. High events as these
Strike those that make them; and their story is
No less in pity than his glory which
Brought them to be lamented. Our army
shall,

In solemn show, attend this funeral,

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As he was born. The king, he takes the babe 40 To his protection; calls him Posthumus Leonatus;

Breeds him and makes him of his bedchamber, Puts to him all the learnings that his time Could make him the receiver of; which he took, As we do air, fast as 'twas minister'd, 45 Andin'sspring became a harvest; liv'dincourt, Which rare it is to do-most prais'd, most lov'd; A sample to the youngest, to the more mature A glass that feated them, and to the graver 49 A child that guided dotards; to his mistress, For whom he now is banish'd, her own price Proclaims how she esteem'd him and his virtue; By her election may be truly read

What kind of man he is.

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Even out of your report. But pray you, tell me, Is she sole child to the king?

First Gent.

His only child. 56

He had twosons, -if this be worth your hearing, Mark it, the eldest of them at three years old, I' the swathing clothes the other, from their

My queen! my mistress! 92

O lady, weep no more, lest I give cause
To be suspected of more tenderness
Than doth become a man. I will remain
The loyal'st husband that did e'er plight troth.
My residence in Rome at one Philario's,
Who to my father was a friend, to me
Known but by letter; thither write, my queen,
And with mine eyes I'll drink the words you
send,

Though ink be made of gall.

Queen.

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Re-enter QUEEN.

Be brief, I pray you;

If the king come, I shall incur I know not How much of his displeasure. [Aside.] Yet I 'IS move him

To walk this way. I never do him wrong, 104
But he does buy my injuries to be friends,
Pays dear for my offences.
Post.

[Exit. Should we be taking leave

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As long a term as yet we have to live,
The loathness to depart would grow. Adieu!
Imo. Nay, stay a little:
Were you but riding forth to air yourself
Such parting were too petty. Look here, love;
This diamond was my mother's; take it, heart;
But keep it till you woo another wife,
When Imogen is dead.
Post.

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How! how! another? You gentle gods, give me but this I have, And sear up my embracements from a next 116 With bonds of death! - Remain, remain thou here [Putting on the ring.

While sense can keep it on! And, sweetest, fairest,

As I my poor self did exchange for you,
To your so infinite loss, so in our trifles
I still win of you; for my sake wear this;
It is a manacle of love; I'll place it

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