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To tell them, that this world did equal theirs,
My desolation does begin to make A better life: 'Tis paltry to be Cesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knare, 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 Cesar's. CLEOPATRA'S DREAM, AND DESCRIPTION OF ANTONI.
Cleo. I dream'd, there was an emperor Antony;0, such another sleep, that I might see But such another man! Dol.
If it might please you, Cleo. His face was as the heavens; and therein stuck A sun, and moon; which kept their course, and
lighted The little 0, the earth. Dol.
Most sovereign creature,Cleo. His legs bestrid the ocean: his reard arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends:
But when he meant to quail* and shake the orb,
CLEOPATRA'S SPEECII ON APPLYING THE ASP.
say, * Crush. + Silver money.
Inconstant, & Make haste.
This proves me base:
[To the asp, which she applies to her breast. With thy sharp teeth, this knot intrinsicate Of lise at once untie: poor venomous fool, Be angry, and despatch. O, could'st thou speak! That I might hear thee call great Cesar, ass Unpolicied! Char.
O eastern star!
0, break! O, break. 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— [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 unparalleld.
WHAT would you have, you curs, That like nor peace, nor war? the one affrights you, The other makes you proud. He that trusts you, Where he should find you lions, finds you hares; Where foxes, geese: You are no surer, no, Than is the coal of fire upon the ice, Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is, To make him worthy, whose offence subdues liim, And curse that justice did it. Who deserves greal
Unpolitic to leave me to myself.