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you knew,

My very heart' at root.

Cleo. I thank you, Sir.
Know you, what Cafar means to do with me?
Dol. I'm loth to tell you, what I would

Cleo. Nay, pray you, Sir.
Dol. Though he be honourable
Cleo. He'll lead me in triumph ?
Dol. Madam, he will, I know't.
All. Make way there, -Cefar.

S CE N E IV. Enter Cæsar, Gallus, Mecænas, Proculeius, and


HICH is the Queen of Egypt?
Dol. It is the

, .

[Cleo. kneets. Caf. Arise, you shall not kneel : I

pray you, rise, rise, Egypt.

Cleo. Sir, the Gods
Will have it thus; my master and my lord
I must obey.

Cæs. Take to you no hard thoughts :
The record of what injuries you did us.
Though written in our flesh, we shall remember
As things but done by chance.

Cleo. Sole Sir o'th world,
I cannot procter mine own cause so well
To make it clear, but do confeís, I have
Been laden with like frailties, which before
Have often sham'd our Sex.

Caf. Cleopatra, know,
We will extenuate rather than enforce :
If you apply yourself to our intents,

* I cannot proje& mine own cause so well] Projců signifies to invent'a Cause, not to plead it: which is the Sense here required. It is plain then we should read,

I cannot prođer my own cause so well. The technical Term, to plead by an Advocate.



(Which tow'rds you are most gentle) you shall find
A benefit in this Change ; but if you feek
To lay on me a cruelty, by taking
Antony's course, you shall bereave yourself
Of my good purposes, and put your children
To that destruaion which I'll guard them from,
If thereon you rely. I'll take my leave.

Cleo. And may, through all the world : 'tis yours ;

and we,

Your scutcheons, and your signs of Conqueft, fhall Hang in what place you please. Here, my good lord. · Cæf. You shall advise me in all for Cleopatra.

Cleo. This is the brief of money, plate, and jewels I am poffeit of-'tis exactly valued, Not petty things omitted-where's Seleucus ?

Sei. Here, Madm

Cleo. This is my treasurer, let him speak, my lord, Upon his peril, that I have reserv'd To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucus.

Sel. Madam, I had rather seal my lips, Than to my peril speak that which is not. Cleo. What have I kept back?

[known. Sel. Enough to purchase what you have made

Cæf. Nay, blush not, Cleopatra ; I approve Your wisdom in the deed.

Cleo. See, Cefar! Oh, behold, How Pomp is follow'd : mine will now be yours, And, should we shift eftates, yours would be mine. Th' ingratitude of this Seleucus do's Ev'n make me wild. O flave, of no more Trust Than love that's hir'd-What, goeft thou back ?

Thou shalt Go back, I warrant thee: but I'll catch thine eyes, Though they had wings. Slave, soul-less villain, dog, O rarely bale!

Cæs. Good Queen, let us intreat you.

Cico. O Cafar, what a wounding shame is this, That thou, vouchsafing here to visit me,

Doing the honour of thy lordliness
To one so weak, that mine own servant should
Parcel the sum of my disgraces by
Addition of his envy! Say, good Cæfar,
That I fome lady-trifles have reserv’d,
Immoment toys, things of such Dignity
As we greet modern friends withal; and say,
Some nobler token I have kept apart
For Livia and Ottavia, to induce
Their mediation, must I be unfolded
By one that I have bread ? the Gods !-it smites me
Beneath the Fall I have. Pr’ythee, go hence ;-
Or I shall shew the cinders of my spirits
Through th' ashes of my chance: wert thou a man,
Thou would'At have mercy on me.
Caf. Forbear, Seleucus.

Cleo. Be't known, that we, the Greatest, are mis-
For things that others do. And when we fall
We answer. Others' merits, in our names
Are therefore to be pilied.

Caf. Cleopatra,
Not what you have reserv'd, nor what acknowledg‘d,
Put We i'ih' roll of Conqueft, ftill be't yours;
Bestow it at your pleasure, and believe,
Cafur's no merchant to make prize with you
Of things that merchants fold. Therefore, be cheer'd:
Make not your thoughts your prisons ; no, dear
For we intend so to dispose you, as [Queen,
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.

Cleo. My master, and my lord !
Cæf. Not so :-adieu. [Exeunt Cæsar and his train.

E words me, Girls, he words me,

Cleo. H That'l should not be noble to myself.

But hark thee, Charmian.

[\Vhispers Charmian.

Iras. Finish, good lady, the bright day is done, And we are for the dark.

Cleo. Hie thee again.
I've spoke already, and it is provided ;

it to the hafte.
Char. Madam, I will.

[Exit Charm.
Enter Dolabella.
Dol. Where is the Queen?
Char. Behold, Sir,
Cleo. Dolabella.
Dal. Madam, as thereto fworn, by your Command,
Which my love makes religion to obey,
I tell you this : Cæfar through Syria
Intends his journey, and, within three days,
You with your children will he fend before ;
Make your best use of this. . I have perform'd
Your pleasure and my promise.

Cleo. Dolabella,
I shall remain your debtor, .

Dol. I your servant.
Adieu, good Queen; I must attend on Cæfar. (Exit.
Cleo. Farewel, and thanks. Now, Iras, what

think'st thou ?
Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shalt be shewn
In Rome as well as l: mechanic flaves
With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, fall
Uplift us to the view. In their thick breaths,
Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclouded,
And forc d to drink their vapour.

Iras. The Gods forbid !

Cleo. Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras : faucy lictors Will catch at us like strumpets, and scall'd rhimers Ballad us out-o'-tune. The quick Comedians Extemp'rally will ftage us, and present Our Alexandrian revels : Antony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see Some fqueaking Cleopatra boy niy Greatness.

I'th' posture of a whore.

Iras. O the good Gods !
Cleo. Nay, that's certain.

Iras. I'll never see it ; for, I'm sure, my nails Are stronger than mine eyes.

Cleo. Why, that's the way
To fool their preparation, and to conquer
Their most abfurd intents. Now, Charmian.

Enter Charmian.
Shew me, my women, like a Queen: go fetch
My best attires. I am again for Cydnus,
To meet Mark Antony. Sirrah Iras, go-
Now, noble Charmian, we'll dispatch indeed;
And when thou'st done this chare, I'll give thee

leave To play till doons-day-bring our Crown, and all.

[A noise within Wherefore this noire ?

Enter a Guardsman. Guards. Here is a rural fellow, That will not be deny'd your Highness' presence ; He brings you figs. Cleo. Let him come in. How poor an instrument

[Exit Guardsman. May do a noble deed !--he brings me liberty. My resolution's plac'd, and I have nothing Of woman in me ; now from head to foot I'm marble constant : now the fleeting moon No planet is of mine.

Enter Guardsman and Clown with a basket. Guards. This is the man.

Cleo. Avoid and leave him. [Exit Guardsman. Halt thou the pretty worm of Nilus there, That kills and pains not?

Clown. Truly, I have him : but I would not be the party should desire you to touch him, for his bicing is immortal : thofe, that do dic of it, do fel. dom or never recover.


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