Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Eno. Exit Enob.
Thid. Thid.
Thid. Shall I say to Cæsar,
Thid. What you require of him: for he partly begges
Thid. To be desir'd to giue. It much would please him,
Thid. That of his Fortunes you should make a staffe
Thid. To leane vpon. But it would warme his spirits
Thid. To heare from me you had left Anthony,
Thid. And put your selfe vnder his shrowd, the vniuersal Land (lord.
Cleo. Cleo.
Cleo. What's your name?
Thid. My name is Thidias.
Cleo. Most kinde Messenger,
Cleo. Say to great Cæsar this in disputation,
Cleo. I kisse his conqu'ring hand: Tell him, I am prompt
Cleo. To lay my Crowne at's feete, and there to kneele.
Cleo. Tell him, from his all‑obeying breath, I heare
Cleo. The doome of Egypt.