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Have shewn to thee such a declining day,
Or look on thine; we could not stall together
In the whole world. But

yet

let me lament With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts, That thou my brother, my competitor In top of all design, my mate in Empire, Friend and companion in the front of war, The arm of mine own body, and the heart Where mine its thoughts did kindle; that our stars, Unreconcileable, should have divided Our equalness to this. Hear me, good friends, But I will tell you at some meeter season.The business of this man looks out of him, We'll hear him what he says. Whence are you?

Enter an Egyptian.
Egypt. A poor Egyptian yet; the Queen my mistress,
Confind in all she has, (her monument)
Of thy intents defires inftrudion;
That the preparedly may frame herself
To th' way she's forc'd to.

Caf. Bid her have good heart;
She foon shall know of us, by some of ours,
How honourably and how kindly we
Determine for her. For Cæfar cannot live,
To be ungentle.

Egypt. May 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; Left in her greatness by some mortal stroke She do defeat us: for her life in Rome Would be eternaling our triumph. Go, And with your speedieft bring us what she says, And how you find her. Pro. Cæsar, I shall.

[Exit Proculeius. Cæf. Gallus, go you along ;-where's Dolabella, To second Proculeius?

[Exit Gallus.

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All. Dolabella!

Cæs. Let him alone; for I remember now,
How he's employ'd : he shall in time be ready.
Go with me to my
Tent, where you

shall see
How hardly I was drawn into this war ;
How calm and gentle I proceeded still
In all my writings. Go with me, and see
What I can shew in this.

[Exeunt. S C Ε Ν Ε. II.

Changes to the Monument.
Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, Mardian, and

Seleucus, above.
Cleo. Y defolation does begin to make

A better life; 'tis paltry to be Cafar ;
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;
(Lulls wearied nature to a found repose]
(Which sleeps, and never palates more the Dung :)
The beggar's nurse, and Cafar's.

Enter Proculeius.
Pro. Cæfar sends Greeting to the Queen of Egypt,
And bids thce study on what fair demands
Thou mean'st to have him thee.

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

Cleo. Antony
Did tell me of you, bade me trust you,

but
I do not greaily care to be deceiv'd,
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 conquer'd Egypt for my Son,

He

grant

He gives me so much of miné own, as I
Will kneel to him with thanks.

Pro. Be of good cheer:
You're fall'n into a princely hand, fear nothing ;
Make your full ref'rence 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 Conqu’ror that will pray in aid for kindness,
Where he for grace is kneel'd to.

Cleo. 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'th' face.

Pro. This I'll report, dear lady.
Have comfort, for, I know, your plight is pity'd
Of him that caus'd it.
[Here Gallus, and Guard, afcend the Monument by

a Ladder, and enter at a back Window,
Gall. You see, how easy she may be surpriz'd.
Pro. Guard ber, 'till Cæfar come.
Iras. O Royal Queen!
Char. Oh Cleopatra ! thou art taken, Queen.
Cleo. Quick, quick, good hands.

[Drawing a Dagger. The Monument is open'd; Proculeius rughes in,

and difarms the Queen.
Pro. Hold, worthy lady, hold :
Do not yourself such wrong, who are in this
Bereav'd, but not betray'd.

[languilh ? Cleo. What, of death too, that rids our dogs of

Pro., Do not abuse my master's bounty, by Th' 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: oh come, and take a Queen

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Worth

Worth many babes and beggars.

Pro. Oh, temperance, lady!

Cleo. Sir, I will eat no meat, I'll not drink, Sir:
* If idle time will once be necessary,
I'll not sleep neither. This mortal house I'll ruin,
Do Cafar what he can. Know, Sir, that I
Will not wait pinion'd at your master's Court,
Nor once be chastis'd with the fober eye
Of dull O&avia. Shall they hoist me up,
And shew me to the shouting varletry
Of cens'ring Rome? rather a ditch in Egypt
Be gentle Grave unto me! rather on Nilus' mud
Lay me stark nak'd, and let the water-flies
Blow me into abhorring! rather make
My Country's high Pyramides my gibbet,
And hang me up in chains !

Pro. You do extend
These thoughts of horror further than

you

shall Find cause in Cæfar.

S CE N E III.

Enter Dolabella.
Dol. PROCU

ROCULEIUS.
What thou haft done thy master Cafar

knows,
And he hath fent for thee: as for the Queen,
I'll take her 10 my guard.

Pro. So, Dolabella,
It shall content me best; be gentle to her ;
To Cæfar I will speak what you shall please,
If you'll employ me to him.

Cleo. Say, I would die. [Exit Proculeius. Dol. Most noble Empress, you have heard of me. Cleo. I cannot tell. Dol. Assuredly, you know me. * If idle talk will once be necessary,] This Nonsense should be re. formed thus, - If idle time will once be necessary. i. c. if Repose be necessary to cherish Lise, I will not sleep.

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Cleo.

Cleo. No matter, Sir, what I have heard or known: You laugh, when boys or women tell their dreams; Is't not your trick?

Dol. I understand not, Madam.

Cleo. I dreamt, there was an Emp'ror Antony;
Oh such another sleep, that I might see
But such another man !
Dol. If it might please ye-

[stuck Cleo. His face was as the heav'ns ; and therein A Sun and Moon, which kept their course, and The little O o'th' Earth.

[lighted Dol. Moft sovereign creature !-

Cleo. His legs bestrid the ocean, his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned Spheres, when that to friends : But when he meant to quail, and shake the Orb, He was a ratling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in't : An Autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping. His delights Were dolphin-like, they few'd his back above The element they liv'd in; in his livery Walk'd Crowns and Coronets, realms and islands · As plates dropt from his pocket.

were Dol. Cleopatra

Cleo. Think you, there was, or might be, such a As this I dreamt of ?

(man Dol. Gentle Madam, no.

Cleo. You lie, up to the hearing of the Gods ;
But if there be, or ever were one such,
It's past the size of dreaming: Nature wants stuff
To vye strange forms with Fancy, yet t'imagine
An Antony, were Nature's Prize 'gainst Fancy,
Condemning shadows quite.

Dol. Hear me, good Madam:
Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear it,
As answ'ring to the weight: 'would, I might never
O'er-take pursu'd success, but I do feel,
By the rebound of yours, a grief that shoots

My

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