Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cæsar. Cæsar.
Cæsar. Good Queene, let vs intreat you.
Cleo. Cleo.
Cleo. O Cæsar, what a wounding shame is this,
Cleo. That thou vouchsafing heere to visit me,
Cleo. Doing the Honour of thy Lordlinesse
Cleo. To one so meeke, that mine owne Seruant should
Cleo. Parcell the summe of my disgraces, by
Cleo. Addition of his Enuy. Say (good Cæsar)
Cleo. That I some Lady trifles haue reseru'd,
Cleo. Immoment toyes, things of such Dignitie
Cleo. As we greet moderne Friends withall, and say
Cleo. Some Nobler token I haue kept apart
Cleo. For Liuia and Octauia, to induce
Cleo. Their mediation, must I be vnfolded
Cleo. With one that I haue bred: The Gods! it smites me
Cleo. Beneath the fall I haue. Prythee go hence,
Cleo. Or I shall shew the Cynders of my spirits
Cleo. Through th'Ashes of my chance: Wer't thou a man,
Cleo. Thou would'st haue mercy on me.