Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cleo. Take in that Kingdome, and Infranchise that:
Cleo. Perform't, or else we damne thee.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. How, my Loue?
Cleo. Cleo.
Cleo. Perchance? Nay, and most like:
Cleo. You must not stay heere longer, your dismission
Cleo. Is come from Cæsar, therefore heare it Anthony
Cleo. Where's Fuluias Processe? (Cæsars I would say) both?
Cleo. Call in the Messengers: As I am Egypts Queene,
Cleo. Thou blushest Anthony, and that blood of thine
Cleo. Is Cæsars homager: else so thy cheeke payes shame,
Cleo. When shrill‑tongu'd Fuluia scolds. The Messengers.
Ant. Let Rome in Tyber melt, and the wide Arch
Ant. Of the raing'd Empire fall: Heere is my space,
Ant. Kingdomes are clay: Our dungie earth alike
Ant. Feeds Beast as Man; the Noblenesse of life
Ant. Is to do thus: when such a mutuall paire,
Ant. And such a twaine can doo't, in which I binde