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Anthony and Cleopatra. To do that thing that ends all other deeds, Which shackles accedents, and bolts vp change; Which sleepes, and neuer pallates more the dung, The beggers Nurse, and Cæsars. Enter Proculeius. Pro.
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Cæsar sends greeting to the Queene of Egypt, And bids thee study on what faire demands Thou mean'st to haue him grant thee. Cleo. What's thy name? Pro. My name is Proculeius. Cleo.
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Anthony Did tell me of you, bad me trust you, but I do not greatly care to be deceiu'd That haue no vse for trusting. If your Master Would haue a Queece Queene his begger, you must tell him,
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That Maiesty to keepe decorum, must No lesse begge then a Kingdome: If he please To giue me conquer'd Egypt for my Sonne, He giues me so much of mine owne, as I Will kneele to him with thankes. Pro.
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Be of good cheere: Y'are falne into a Princely hand, feare nothing, Make your full reference freely to my Lord, Who is so full of Grace, that it flowes ouer On all that neede. Let me report to him
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Your sweet dependancie, and you shall finde A Conqueror that will pray in ayde for kindnesse, Where he for grace is kneel'd too. Cleo. Pray you tell him, I am his Fortunes Vassall, and I send him
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The Greatnesse he has got. I hourely learne A Doctrine of Obedience, and would gladly Looke him i'th'Face. Pro. This Ile report (deere Lady) Haue comfort, for I know your plight is pittied
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Of him that caus'd it. Pro. This speech is conventionally given to Gallus. You see how easily she may be surpriz'd: Guard her till Cæsar come. Iras. Royall Queene. Char. Oh Cleopatra, thou art taken Queene. Cleo.
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Quicke, quicke, good hands. Pro. Hold worthy Lady, hold: Doe not your selfe such wrong, who are in this Releeu'd, but not betraid. Cleo. What of death too that rids our dogs of languish Pro.
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Cleopatra, do not abuse my Masters bounty, by Th'vndoing of your selfe: Let the World see His Noblenesse well acted, which your death Will neuer let come forth. Cleo. Where art thou Death?
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Come hither come; Come, come, and take a Queene Worth many Babes and Beggers. Pro. Oh temperance Lady. Cleo. Sir, I will eate no meate, Ile not drinke sir, If idle talke will once be necessary
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Ile not sleepe neither. This mortall house Ile ruine, Do Cæsar what he can. Know sir, that I Will not waite pinnion'd at your Masters Court, Nor once be chastic'd with the sober eye Of dull Octauia. Shall they hoyst me vp,
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And shew me to the showting Varlotarie Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt. Be gentle graue vnto me, rather on Nylus mudde Lay me starke‑nak'd, and let the water‑Flies Blow me into abhorring; rather make
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My Countries high pyramides my Gibbet,

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And hang me vp in Chaines. Pro. You do extend These thoughts of horror further then you shall Finde cause in Cæsar. Enter Dolabella. Dol.
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Proculeius, What thou hast done, thy Master Cæsar knowes, And he hath sent for thee: for the Queene, Ile take her to my Guard. Pro. So Dolabella,
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It shall content me best: Be gentle to her, To Cæsar I will speake, what you shall please, If you'l imploy me to him. Exit Proculeius Cleo. Say, I would dye. Dol. Most Noble Empresse, you haue heard of me. Cleo.
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I cannot tell. Dol. Assuredly you know me. Cleo. No matter sir, what I haue heard or knowne: You laugh when Boyes or Women tell their Dreames, Is't not your tricke? Dol.
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I vnderstand not, Madam. Cleo. I dreampt there was an Emperor Anthony. Oh such another sleepe, that I might see But such another man. Dol. If it might please ye. Cleo.
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His face was as the Heau'ns, and therein stucke A Sunne and Moone, which kept their course, & lighted The little o'th'earth. Dol. Most Soueraigne Creature. Cleo. His legges bestrid the Ocean, his rear'd arme
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Crested the world: His voyce was propertied As all the tuned Spheres, and that to Friends: But when he meant to quaile, and shake the Orbe, He was as ratling Thunder. For his Bounty, There was no winter in't. An Anthony it was,
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That grew the more by reaping: His delights Were Dolphin‑like, they shew'd his backe aboue The Element they liu'd in: In his Liuery Walk'd Crownes and Crownets: Realms & Islands were As plates dropt from his pocket. Dol.
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Cleopatra. Cleo. Thinke you there was, or might be such a man As this I dreampt of? Dol. Gentle Madam, no. Cleo. You Lye vp to the hearing of the Gods:
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But if there be, not euer were one such It's past the size of dreaming: Nature wants stuffe To vie strange formes with fancie, yet t'imagine An Anthony were Natures peece, 'gainst Fancie, Condemning shadowes quite. Dol.
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Heare me, good Madam: Your losse is as your selfe, great; and you beare it As answering to the waight, would I might neuer Ore‑take pursu'de successe: But I do feele By the rebound of yours, a greefe that suites
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My very heart at roote. Cleo. I thanke you sir: Know you what Cæsar meanes to do with me? Dol. I am loath to tell you what, I would you knew. Cleo. Nay pray you sir. Dol.
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Though he be Honourable. Cleo. Hee'l leade me then in Triumph. Dol. Madam he will, I know't. Flourish. Enter Proculeius, Cæsar, Gallus, Mecenas, and others of his Traine. All. Make way there Cæsar. zz Cæsar

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[Act 5, Scene 2] Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Mardian. Cleo. My desolation does begin to make A better life: Tis paltry to be Cæsar: Not being Fortune, hee's but Fortunes knaue,
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A minister of her will: and it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds, Which shackles accedents, and bolts vp change; Which sleepes, and neuer pallates more the dung, The beggers Nurse, and Cæsars. Enter Proculeius. Pro.
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Cæsar sends greeting to the Queene of Egypt, And bids thee study on what faire demands Thou mean'st to haue him grant thee. Cleo. What's thy name? Pro. My name is Proculeius. Cleo.
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Anthony Did tell me of you, bad me trust you, but I do not greatly care to be deceiu'd That haue no vse for trusting. If your Master Would haue a Queece Queene his begger, you must tell him,
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That Maiesty to keepe decorum, must No lesse begge then a Kingdome: If he please To giue me conquer'd Egypt for my Sonne, He giues me so much of mine owne, as I Will kneele to him with thankes. Pro.
[3080]
Be of good cheere: Y'are falne into a Princely hand, feare nothing, Make your full reference freely to my Lord, Who is so full of Grace, that it flowes ouer On all that neede. Let me report to him
[3085]
Your sweet dependancie, and you shall finde A Conqueror that will pray in ayde for kindnesse, Where he for grace is kneel'd too. Cleo. Pray you tell him, I am his Fortunes Vassall, and I send him
[3090]
The Greatnesse he has got. I hourely learne A Doctrine of Obedience, and would gladly Looke him i'th'Face. Pro. This Ile report (deere Lady) Haue comfort, for I know your plight is pittied
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Of him that caus'd it. Pro. This speech is conventionally given to Gallus. You see how easily she may be surpriz'd: Guard her till Cæsar come. Iras. Royall Queene. Char. Oh Cleopatra, thou art taken Queene. Cleo.
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Quicke, quicke, good hands. Pro. Hold worthy Lady, hold: Doe not your selfe such wrong, who are in this Releeu'd, but not betraid. Cleo. What of death too that rids our dogs of languish Pro.
[3105]
Cleopatra, do not abuse my Masters bounty, by Th'vndoing of your selfe: Let the World see His Noblenesse well acted, which your death Will neuer let come forth. Cleo. Where art thou Death?
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Come hither come; Come, come, and take a Queene Worth many Babes and Beggers. Pro. Oh temperance Lady. Cleo. Sir, I will eate no meate, Ile not drinke sir, If idle talke will once be necessary
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Ile not sleepe neither. This mortall house Ile ruine, Do Cæsar what he can. Know sir, that I Will not waite pinnion'd at your Masters Court, Nor once be chastic'd with the sober eye Of dull Octauia. Shall they hoyst me vp,
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And shew me to the showting Varlotarie Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt. Be gentle graue vnto me, rather on Nylus mudde Lay me starke‑nak'd, and let the water‑Flies Blow me into abhorring; rather make
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My Countries high pyramides my Gibbet, And hang me vp in Chaines. Pro. You do extend These thoughts of horror further then you shall Finde cause in Cæsar. Enter Dolabella. Dol.
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Proculeius, What thou hast done, thy Master Cæsar knowes, And he hath sent for thee: for the Queene, Ile take her to my Guard. Pro. So Dolabella,
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It shall content me best: Be gentle to her, To Cæsar I will speake, what you shall please, If you'l imploy me to him. Exit Proculeius Cleo. Say, I would dye. Dol. Most Noble Empresse, you haue heard of me. Cleo.
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I cannot tell. Dol. Assuredly you know me. Cleo. No matter sir, what I haue heard or knowne: You laugh when Boyes or Women tell their Dreames, Is't not your tricke? Dol.
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I vnderstand not, Madam. Cleo. I dreampt there was an Emperor Anthony. Oh such another sleepe, that I might see But such another man. Dol. If it might please ye. Cleo.
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His face was as the Heau'ns, and therein stucke A Sunne and Moone, which kept their course, & lighted The little o'th'earth. Dol. Most Soueraigne Creature. Cleo. His legges bestrid the Ocean, his rear'd arme
[3155]
Crested the world: His voyce was propertied As all the tuned Spheres, and that to Friends: But when he meant to quaile, and shake the Orbe, He was as ratling Thunder. For his Bounty, There was no winter in't. An Anthony it was,
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That grew the more by reaping: His delights Were Dolphin‑like, they shew'd his backe aboue The Element they liu'd in: In his Liuery Walk'd Crownes and Crownets: Realms & Islands were As plates dropt from his pocket. Dol.
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Cleopatra. Cleo. Thinke you there was, or might be such a man As this I dreampt of? Dol. Gentle Madam, no. Cleo. You Lye vp to the hearing of the Gods:
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But if there be, not euer were one such It's past the size of dreaming: Nature wants stuffe To vie strange formes with fancie, yet t'imagine An Anthony were Natures peece, 'gainst Fancie, Condemning shadowes quite. Dol.
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Heare me, good Madam: Your losse is as your selfe, great; and you beare it As answering to the waight, would I might neuer Ore‑take pursu'de successe: But I do feele By the rebound of yours, a greefe that suites
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My very heart at roote. Cleo. I thanke you sir: Know you what Cæsar meanes to do with me? Dol. I am loath to tell you what, I would you knew. Cleo. Nay pray you sir. Dol.
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Though he be Honourable. Cleo. Hee'l leade me then in Triumph. Dol. Madam he will, I know't. Flourish. Enter Proculeius, Cæsar, Gallus, Mecenas, and others of his Traine. All. Make way there Cæsar. Cæs Which is the Queene of Egypt. Dol.
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It is the Emperor Madam. Cleo. kneeles. Cæsar. Arise, you shall not kneele: I pray you rise, rise Egypt. Cleo. Sir, the Gods will haue it thus, My Master and my Lord I must obey, Cæsar.
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Take to you no hard thoughts, The Record of what iniuries you did vs, Though written in our flesh, we shall remember As things but done by chance. Cleo. Sole Sir o'th'World,
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I cannot proiect mine owne cause so well To make it cleare, but do confesse I haue Bene laden with like frailties, which before Haue often sham'd our Sex. Cæsar. Cleopatra know,
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We will extenuate rather then inforce: If you apply your selfe to our intents, Which towards you are most gentle, you shall finde A benefit in this change: but if you seeke To lay on me a Cruelty, by taking
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Anthonies course, you shall bereaue your selfe Of my good purposes, and put your children To that destruction which Ile guard them from, If thereon you relye. Ile take my leaue. Cleo. And may through all the world: tis yours, & we
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your Scutcheons, and your signes of Conquest shall Hang in what place you please. Here my good Lord. Cæsar. You shall aduise me in all for Cleopatra. Cleo. This is the breefe: of Money, Plate, & Iewels I am possest of, 'tis exactly valewed,
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Not petty things admitted. Where's Seleucus? Seleu. Heere Madam. Cleo. This is my Treasurer, let him speake (my Lord) Vpon his perill, that I haue reseru'd To my selfe nothing. Speake the truth Seleucus. Seleu.
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Madam, I had rather seele my lippes, Then to my perill speake that which is not. Cleo. What haue I kept backe. Sel. Enough to purchase what you haue made known Cæsar. Nay blush not Cleopatra, I approue
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Your Wisedome in the deede. Cleo. See Cæsar: Oh behold, How pompe is followed: Mine will now be yours, And should we shift estates, yours would be mine. The ingratitude of this Seleucus, does
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Euen make me wilde. Oh Slaue, of no more trust Then loue that's hyr'd? What goest thou backe, y u shalt Go backe I warrant thee: but Ile catch thine eyes Though they had wings. Slaue, Soule‑lesse, Villain, Dog. O rarely base! Cæsar.
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Good Queene, let vs intreat you. Cleo. O Cæsar, what a wounding shame is this, That thou vouchsafing heere to visit me, Doing the Honour of thy Lordlinesse To one so meeke, that mine owne Seruant should
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Parcell the summe of my disgraces, by Addition of his Enuy. Say (good Cæsar) That I some Lady trifles haue reseru'd, Immoment toyes, things of such Dignitie As we greet moderne Friends withall, and say
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Some Nobler token I haue kept apart For Liuia and Octauia, to induce Their mediation, must I be vnfolded With one that I haue bred: The Gods! it smites me Beneath the fall I haue. Prythee go hence,
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Or I shall shew the Cynders of my spirits Through th'Ashes of my chance: Wer't thou a man, Thou would'st haue mercy on me. Cæsar. Forbeare Seleucus. Cleo. Be it known, that we the greatest are mis‑thoght
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For things that others do: and when we fall, We answer others merits, in our name Are therefore to be pittied. Cæsar. Cleopatra, Not what you haue reseru'd, nor what acknowledg'd
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Put we i'th'Roll of Conquest: still bee't yours, Bestow it at your pleasure, and beleeue Cæsars no Merchant, to make prize with you Of things that Merchants sold. Therefore be cheer'd, Make not your thoughts your prisons: No deere Queen,
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For we intend so to dispose you, as Your selfe shall giue vs counsell: Feede, and sleepe: Our care and pitty is so much vpon you, That we remaine your Friend, and so adieu. Cleo. My Master, and my Lord. Cæsar.
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Not so: Adieu. Flourish. Exeunt Cæsar, and his Traine. Cleo. He words me Gyrles, he words me, That I should not be Noble to my selfe. But hearke thee Charmian. Iras. Finish good Lady, the bright day is done,
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And we are for the darke. Cleo. Hye th e againe, I haue spoke already, and it is prouided, Go put it to the haste. Char. Madam, I will. Enter Dolabella. Dol.
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Where's the Queene? Char. Behold sir. Cleo. Dolabella. Dol. Madam, as thereto sworne, by your command (Which my loue makes Religion to obey)
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I tell you this: Cæsar through Syria Intends his iourney, and within three dayes, You with your Children will he send before, Make your best vse of this. I haue perform'd Your pleasure, and my promise. Cleo.
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Dolabella, I shall remaine your debter. Dol. I your Seruant: Adieu good Queene, I must attend on Cæsar. Exit Cleo. Farewell, and thankes. Now Iras, what think'st thou?
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Thou, an Egyptian Puppet shall be shewne In Rome aswell as I: Mechanicke Slaues With greazie Aprons, Rules, and Hammers shall Vplift vs to the view. In their thicke breathes, Ranke of grosse dyet, shall we be enclowded,
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And forc'd to drinke their vapour. Iras. The Gods forbid. Cleo. Nay, 'tis most certain Iras: sawcie Lictors Will catch at vs like Strumpets, and scald Rimers Ballads vs out a Tune. The quicke Comedians
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Extemporally will stage vs, and present Our Alexandrian Reuels: Anthony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see Some squeaking Cleopatra Boy my greatnesse I'th'posture of a Whore. Iras.
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O the good Gods! Cleo. Nay that's certaine. Iras. Ile neuer see't? for I am sure mine Nailes Are stronger then mine eyes. Cleo. Why that's the way to foole their preparation,
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And to conquer their most absurd intents. Enter Charmian. Now Charmian. Shew me my Women like a Queene: Go fetch My best Attyres. I am againe for Cidrus, To meete Marke Anthony. Sirra Iras, go
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(Now Noble Charmian, wee'l dispatch indeede,) And when thou hast done this chare, Ile giue thee leaue To play till Doomesday: bring our Crowne, and all. A noise within. Wherefore's this noise? Enter a Guardsman. Gards. Heere is a rurall Fellow,
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That will not be deny'de your Highnesse presence, He brings you Figges. Cleo. Let him come in. Exit Guardsman. What poore an Instrument May do a Noble deede: he brings me liberty:
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My Resolution's plac'd, and I haue nothing Of woman in me: Now from head to foote I am Marble constant: now the fleeting Moone No Planet is of mine. Enter Guardsman, and Clowne. Guards. This is the man. Cleo.
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Auoid, and leaue him. Exit Guardsman. Hast thou the pretty worme of Nylus there, That killes and paines not? Clow.

Truly I haue him: but I would not be the par­

tie that should desire you to touch him, for his byting is

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immortall: those that doe dye of it, doe seldome or ne­

uer recouer.

 Cleo. Remember'st thou any that haue dyed on't? Clow.

Very many, men and women too. I heard of

one of them no longer then yesterday, a very honest wo­

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man, but something giuen to lye, as a woman should not

do, but in the way of honesty, how she dyed of the by­

ting of it, what paine she felt: Truely, she makes a verie

good report o'th'worme: but he that wil beleeue all that

they say, shall neuer be saued by halfe that they do: but

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this is most falliable, the Worme's an odde Worme.

 Cleo. Get thee hence, farewell. Clow.

I wish you all ioy of the Worme.

 Cleo. Farewell. Clow.

You must thinke this (looke you,) that the

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Worme will do his kinde.

 Cleo. I, I, farewell. Clow.

Looke you, the Worme is not to bee trusted,

but in the keeping of wise people: for indeede, there is

no goodnesse in the Worme.

 Cleo.
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Take thou no care, it shall be heeded. Clow.

Very good: giue it nothing I pray you, for it

is not worth the feeding.

 Cleo. Will it eate me? Clow.

You must not think I am so simple, but I know

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the diuell himselfe will not eate a woman: I know, that

a woman is a dish for the Gods, if the diuell dresse her

not. But truly, these same whorson diuels doe the Gods

great harme in their women: for in euery tenne that they

make, the diuels marre fiue.

 Cleo.
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Well, get thee gone, farewell. Clow.

Yes forsooth: I wish you ioy o'th'worm.

 Exit Cleo. Giue me my Robe, put on my Crowne, I haue Immortall longings in me. Now no more The iuyce of Egypts Grape shall moyst this lip.
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Yare, yare, good Iras; quicke: Me thinkes I heare Anthony call: I see him rowse himselfe To praise my Noble Act. I heare him mock The lucke of Cæsar, which the Gods giue men To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come:
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Now to that name, my Courage proue my Title. I am Fire, and Ayre; my other Elements I giue to baser life. So, haue you done? Come then, and take the last warmth of my Lippes. Farewell kinde Charmian, Iras, long farewell.
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Haue I the Aspicke in my lippes? Dost fall? If thou, and Nature can so gently part, The stroke of death is as a Louers pinch, Which hurts, and is desir'd. Dost thou lye still ? If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world,
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It is not worth leaue‑taking. Char. Dissolue thicke clowd, & Raine, that I may say The Gods themselues do weepe. Cleo. This proues me base: If she first meete the Curled Anthony,
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Hee'l make demand of her, and spend that kisse Which is my heauen to haue. Come thou mortal wretch, With thy sharpe teeth this knot intrinsicate, Of life at once vntye: Poore venomous Foole, Be angry, and dispatch. Oh could'st thou speake,
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That I might heare thee call great Cæsar Asse, vnpolicied. Char. Oh Easterne Starre. Cleo. Peace, peace: Dost thou not see my Baby at my breast, That suckes the Nurse asleepe. Char.
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O breake! O breake! Cleo. As sweet as Balme, as soft as Ayre, as gentle. O Anthony! Nay I will take thee too. What should I stay⸺ Dyes. Char. In this wilde World ? So fare thee well:
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Now boast thee Death, in thy possession lyes A Lasse vnparalell'd. Downie Windowes cloze, And golden Phœbus, neuer be beheld Of eyes againe so Royall: your Crownes away, Ile mend it, and then play⸺ Enter the Guard rustling in, and Dolabella. 1. Guard.
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Where's the Queene? Char. Speake softly, wake her not. 1 Cæsar hath sent Char. Too slow a Messenger. Oh come apace, dispatch, I partly feele thee. 1
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Approach hoa, All's not well: Cæsar's beguild. 2 There's Dolabella sent from Cæsar: call him. 1 What worke is heere Charmian? Is this well done? Char.
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It is well done, and fitting for a Princesse Descended of so many Royall Kings. Ah Souldier. Charmian dyes. Enter Dolabella. Dol. How goes it heere? 2. Guard. All dead. Dol.
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Cæsar, thy thoughts Touch their effects in this: Thy selfe art comming To see perform'd the dreaded Act which thou So sought'st to hinder. Enter Cæsar and all his Traine, marching. All. A way there, a way for Cæsar. Dol.
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Oh sir, you are too sure an Augurer: That you did feare, is done. Cæsar. Brauest at the last, She leuell'd at our purposes, and being Royall Tooke her owne way: the manner of their deaths,
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I do not see them bleede. Dol. Who was last with them? 1. Guard. A simple Countryman, that broght hir Figs: This was his Basket. Cæsar. Poyson'd then. 1. Guard.
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Oh Cæsar: This Charmian liu'd but now, she stood and spake: I found her trimming vp the Diadem; On her dead Mistris tremblingly she stood, And on the sodaine dropt. Cæsar.
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Oh Noble weakenesse: If they had swallow'd poyson, 'twould appeare By externall swelling: but she lookes like sleepe, As she would catch another Anthony In her strong toyle of Grace. Dol.
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Heere on her brest, There is a vent of Bloud, and something blowne, The like is on her Arme. 1. Guard. This is an Aspickes traile, And these Figge‑leaues haue slime vpon them, such
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As th'Aspicke leaues vpon the Caues of Nyle. Cæsar. Most probable That so she dyed: for her Physitian tels mee She hath pursu'de Conclusions infinite Of easie wayes to dye. Take vp her bed,
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And beare her Women from the Monument, She shall be buried by her Anthony. No Graue vpon the earth shall clip in it A payre so famous: high euents as these Strike those that make them: and their Story is
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No lesse in pitty, then his Glory which Brought them to be lamented. Our Army shall In solemne shew, attend this Funerall, And then to Rome. Come Dolabella, see High Order, in this great Solemnity. Exeunt omnes
 

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      <l n="3065">
         <hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>sends greeting to the Queene of Egypt,</l>
      <l n="3066">And bids thee study on what faire demands</l>
      <l n="3067">Thou mean'st to haue him grant thee.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3068">What's thy name?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-pro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pro.</speaker>
      <l n="3069">My name is<hi rend="italic">Proculeius</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l rend="italic" n="3070">Anthony</l>
      <l n="3071">Did tell me of you, bad me trust you, but</l>
      <l n="3072">I do not greatly care to be deceiu'd</l>
      <l n="3073">That haue no vse for trusting. If your Master</l>
      <l n="3074">Would haue a<choice>
            <orig>Queece</orig>
            <corr>Queene</corr>
         </choice>his begger, you must tell him,</l>
      <l n="3075">That Maiesty to keepe<hi rend="italic">decorum</hi>, must</l>
      <l n="3076">No lesse begge then a Kingdome: If he please</l>
      <l n="3077">To giue me conquer'd Egypt for my Sonne,</l>
      <l n="3078">He giues me so much of mine owne, as I</l>
      <l n="3079">Will kneele to him with thankes.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-pro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pro.</speaker>
      <l n="3080">Be of good cheere:</l>
      <l n="3081">Y'are falne into a Princely hand, feare nothing,</l>
      <l n="3082">Make your full reference freely to my Lord,</l>
      <l n="3083">Who is so full of Grace, that it flowes ouer</l>
      <l n="3084">On all that neede. Let me report to him</l>
      <l n="3085">Your sweet dependancie, and you shall finde</l>
      <l n="3086">A Conqueror that will pray in ayde for kindnesse,</l>
      <l n="3087">Where he for grace is kneel'd too.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3088">Pray you tell him,</l>
      <l n="3089">I am his Fortunes Vassall, and I send him</l>
      <l n="3090">The Greatnesse he has got. I hourely learne</l>
      <l n="3091">A Doctrine of Obedience, and would gladly</l>
      <l n="3092">Looke him i'th'Face.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-pro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pro.</speaker>
      <l n="3093">This Ile report (deere Lady)</l>
      <l n="3094">Haue comfort, for I know your plight is pittied</l>
      <l n="3095">Of him that caus'd it.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-pro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pro.</speaker>
      <note type="editorial" resp="#PW">This speech is conventionally given to Gallus.</note>
      <l n="3096">You see how easily she may be surpriz'd:</l>
      <l n="3097">Guard her till<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>come.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ira">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iras.</speaker>
      <l n="3098">Royall Queene.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cha">
      <speaker rend="italic">Char.</speaker>
      <l n="3099">Oh<hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>, thou art taken Queene.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3100">Quicke, quicke, good hands.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-pro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pro.</speaker>
      <l n="3101">Hold worthy Lady, hold:</l>
      <l n="3102">Doe not your selfe such wrong, who are in this</l>
      <l n="3103">Releeu'd, but not betraid.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3104">What of death too that rids our dogs of languish</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-pro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pro.</speaker>
      <l n="3105">
         <hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>, do not abuse my Masters bounty, by</l>
      <l n="3106">Th'vndoing of your selfe: Let the World see</l>
      <l n="3107">His Noblenesse well acted, which your death</l>
      <l n="3108">Will neuer let come forth.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3109">Where art thou Death?</l>
      <l n="3110">Come hither come; Come, come, and take a Queene</l>
      <l n="3111">Worth many Babes and Beggers.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-pro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pro.</speaker>
      <l n="3112">Oh temperance Lady.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3113">Sir, I will eate no meate, Ile not drinke sir,</l>
      <l n="3114">If idle talke will once be necessary</l>
      <l n="3115">Ile not sleepe neither. This mortall house Ile ruine,</l>
      <l n="3116">Do<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>what he can. Know sir, that I</l>
      <l n="3117">Will not waite pinnion'd at your Masters Court,</l>
      <l n="3118">Nor once be chastic'd with the sober eye</l>
      <l n="3119">Of dull<hi rend="italic">Octauia</hi>. Shall they hoyst me vp,</l>
      <l n="3120">And shew me to the showting Varlotarie</l>
      <l n="3121">Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt.</l>
      <l n="3122">Be gentle graue vnto me, rather on Nylus mudde</l>
      <l n="3123">Lay me starke‑nak'd, and let the water‑Flies</l>
      <l n="3124">Blow me into abhorring; rather make</l>
      <l n="3125">My Countries high pyramides my Gibbet,</l>
      <cb n="2"/>
      <l n="3126">And hang me vp in Chaines.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-pro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pro.</speaker>
      <l n="3127">You do extend</l>
      <l n="3128">These thoughts of horror further then you shall</l>
      <l n="3129">Finde cause in<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Dolabella.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3130">
         <hi rend="italic">Proculeius</hi>,</l>
      <l n="3131">What thou hast done, thy Master<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>knowes,</l>
      <l n="3132">And he hath sent for thee: for the Queene,</l>
      <l n="3133">Ile take her to my Guard.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-pro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pro.</speaker>
      <l n="3134">So<hi rend="italic">Dolabella</hi>,</l>
      <l n="3135">It shall content me best: Be gentle to her,</l>
      <l n="3136">To<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>I will speake, what you shall please,</l>
      <l n="3137">If you'l imploy me to him.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit Proculeius</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3138">Say, I would dye.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3139">Most Noble Empresse, you haue heard of me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3140">I cannot tell.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3141">Assuredly you know me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3142">No matter sir, what I haue heard or knowne:</l>
      <l n="3143">You laugh when Boyes or Women tell their Dreames,</l>
      <l n="3144">Is't not your tricke?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3145">I vnderstand not, Madam.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3146">I dreampt there was an Emperor<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>.</l>
      <l n="3147">Oh such another sleepe, that I might see</l>
      <l n="3148">But such another man.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3149">If it might please ye.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3150">His face was as the Heau'ns, and therein stucke</l>
      <l n="3151">A Sunne and Moone, which kept their course, &amp; lighted</l>
      <l n="3152">The little o'th'earth.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3153">Most Soueraigne Creature.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3154">His legges bestrid the Ocean, his rear'd arme</l>
      <l n="3155">Crested the world: His voyce was propertied</l>
      <l n="3156">As all the tuned Spheres, and that to Friends:</l>
      <l n="3157">But when he meant to quaile, and shake the Orbe,</l>
      <l n="3158">He was as ratling Thunder. For his Bounty,</l>
      <l n="3159">There was no winter in't. An<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>it was,</l>
      <l n="3160">That grew the more by reaping: His delights</l>
      <l n="3161">Were Dolphin‑like, they shew'd his backe aboue</l>
      <l n="3162">The Element they liu'd in: In his Liuery</l>
      <l n="3163">Walk'd Crownes and Crownets: Realms &amp; Islands were</l>
      <l n="3164">As plates dropt from his pocket.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3165">
         <hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3166">Thinke you there was, or might be such a man</l>
      <l n="3167">As this I dreampt of?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3168">Gentle Madam, no.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3169">You Lye vp to the hearing of the Gods:</l>
      <l n="3170">But if there be, not euer were one such</l>
      <l n="3171">It's past the size of dreaming: Nature wants stuffe</l>
      <l n="3172">To vie strange formes with fancie, yet t'imagine</l>
      <l n="3173">An<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>were Natures peece, 'gainst Fancie,</l>
      <l n="3174">Condemning shadowes quite.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3175">Heare me, good Madam:</l>
      <l n="3176">Your losse is as your selfe, great; and you beare it</l>
      <l n="3177">As answering to the waight, would I might neuer</l>
      <l n="3178">Ore‑take pursu'de successe: But I do feele</l>
      <l n="3179">By the rebound of yours, a greefe that suites</l>
      <l n="3180">My very heart at roote.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3181">I thanke you sir:</l>
      <l n="3182">Know you what<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>meanes to do with me?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3183">I am loath to tell you what, I would you knew.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3184">Nay pray you sir.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3185">Though he be Honourable.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3186">Hee'l leade me then in Triumph.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3187">Madam he will, I know't.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Flourish.</stage>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Proculeius, Cæsar, Gallus, Mecenas,
      <lb/>and others of his Traine.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-all">
      <speaker rend="italic">All.</speaker>
      <l n="3188">Make way there<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <pb facs="FFimg:axc0876-0.jpg" n="366"/>
   <cb n="1"/>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæs</speaker>
      <l n="3189">Which is the Queene of Egypt.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3190">It is the Emperor Madam.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Cleo. kneeles.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3191">Arise, you shall not kneele:</l>
      <l n="3192">I pray you rise, rise Egypt.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3193">Sir, the Gods will haue it thus,</l>
      <l n="3194">My Master and my Lord I must obey,</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3195">Take to you no hard thoughts,</l>
      <l n="3196">The Record of what iniuries you did vs,</l>
      <l n="3197">Though written in our flesh, we shall remember</l>
      <l n="3198">As things but done by chance.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3199">Sole Sir o'th'World,</l>
      <l n="3200">I cannot proiect mine owne cause so well</l>
      <l n="3201">To make it cleare, but do confesse I haue</l>
      <l n="3202">Bene laden with like frailties, which before</l>
      <l n="3203">Haue often sham'd our Sex.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3204">
         <hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>know,</l>
      <l n="3205">We will extenuate rather then inforce:</l>
      <l n="3206">If you apply your selfe to our intents,</l>
      <l n="3207">Which towards you are most gentle, you shall finde</l>
      <l n="3208">A benefit in this change: but if you seeke</l>
      <l n="3209">To lay on me a Cruelty, by taking</l>
      <l n="3210">
         <hi rend="italic">Anthonies</hi>course, you shall bereaue your selfe</l>
      <l n="3211">Of my good purposes, and put your children</l>
      <l n="3212">To that destruction which Ile guard them from,</l>
      <l n="3213">If thereon you relye. Ile take my leaue.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3214">And may through all the world: tis yours, &amp; we</l>
      <l n="3215">your Scutcheons, and your signes of Conquest shall</l>
      <l n="3216">Hang in what place you please. Here my good Lord.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3217">You shall aduise me in all for<hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3218">This is the breefe: of Money, Plate, &amp; Iewels</l>
      <l n="3219">I am possest of, 'tis exactly valewed,</l>
      <l n="3220">Not petty things admitted. Where's<hi rend="italic">Seleucus</hi>?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-sel">
      <speaker rend="italic">Seleu.</speaker>
      <l n="3221">Heere Madam.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3222">This is my Treasurer, let him speake (my Lord)</l>
      <l n="3223">Vpon his perill, that I haue reseru'd</l>
      <l n="3224">To my selfe nothing. Speake the truth<hi rend="italic">Seleucus</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-sel">
      <speaker rend="italic">Seleu.</speaker>
      <l n="3225">Madam, I had rather seele my lippes,</l>
      <l n="3226">Then to my perill speake that which is not.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3227">What haue I kept backe.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-sel">
      <speaker rend="italic">Sel.</speaker>
      <l n="3228">Enough to purchase what you haue made known</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3229">Nay blush not<hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>, I approue</l>
      <l n="3230">Your Wisedome in the deede.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3231">See<hi rend="italic">Cæsar:</hi>Oh behold,</l>
      <l n="3232">How pompe is followed: Mine will now be yours,</l>
      <l n="3233">And should we shift estates, yours would be mine.</l>
      <l n="3234">The ingratitude of this<hi rend="italic">Seleucus</hi>, does</l>
      <l n="3235">Euen make me wilde. Oh Slaue, of no more trust</l>
      <l n="3236">Then loue that's hyr'd? What goest thou backe, y<c rend="superscript">u</c>shalt</l>
      <l n="3237">Go backe I warrant thee: but Ile catch thine eyes</l>
      <l n="3238">Though they had wings. Slaue, Soule‑lesse, Villain, Dog.</l>
      <l n="3239">O rarely base!</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3240">Good Queene, let vs intreat you.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3241">O<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>, what a wounding shame is this,</l>
      <l n="3242">That thou vouchsafing heere to visit me,</l>
      <l n="3243">Doing the Honour of thy Lordlinesse</l>
      <l n="3244">To one so meeke, that mine owne Seruant should</l>
      <l n="3245">Parcell the summe of my disgraces, by</l>
      <l n="3246">Addition of his Enuy. Say (good<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>)</l>
      <l n="3247">That I some Lady trifles haue reseru'd,</l>
      <l n="3248">Immoment toyes, things of such Dignitie</l>
      <l n="3249">As we greet moderne Friends withall, and say</l>
      <l n="3250">Some Nobler token I haue kept apart</l>
      <l n="3251">For<hi rend="italic">Liuia</hi>and<hi rend="italic">Octauia</hi>, to induce</l>
      <l n="3252">Their mediation, must I be vnfolded</l>
      <l n="3253">With one that I haue bred: The Gods! it smites me</l>
      <l n="3254">Beneath the fall I haue. Prythee go hence,</l>
      <cb n="2"/>
      <l n="3255">Or I shall shew the Cynders of my spirits</l>
      <l n="3256">Through th'Ashes of my chance: Wer't thou a man,</l>
      <l n="3257">Thou would'st haue mercy on me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3258">Forbeare<hi rend="italic">Seleucus</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3259">Be it known, that we the greatest are mis‑thoght</l>
      <l n="3260">For things that others do: and when we fall,</l>
      <l n="3261">We answer others merits, in our name</l>
      <l n="3262">Are therefore to be pittied.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3263">
         <hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>,</l>
      <l n="3264">Not what you haue reseru'd, nor what acknowledg'd</l>
      <l n="3265">Put we i'th'Roll of Conquest: still bee't yours,</l>
      <l n="3266">Bestow it at your pleasure, and beleeue</l>
      <l n="3267">
         <hi rend="italic">Cæsars</hi>no Merchant, to make prize with you</l>
      <l n="3268">Of things that Merchants sold. Therefore be cheer'd,</l>
      <l n="3269">Make not your thoughts your prisons: No deere Queen,</l>
      <l n="3270">For we intend so to dispose you, as</l>
      <l n="3271">Your selfe shall giue vs counsell: Feede, and sleepe:</l>
      <l n="3272">Our care and pitty is so much vpon you,</l>
      <l n="3273">That we remaine your Friend, and so adieu.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3274">My Master, and my Lord.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3275">Not so: Adieu.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Flourish.</stage>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt Cæsar, and his Traine.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3276">He words me Gyrles, he words me,</l>
      <l n="3277">That I should not be Noble to my selfe.</l>
      <l n="3278">But hearke thee<hi rend="italic">Charmian</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ira">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iras.</speaker>
      <l n="3279">Finish good Lady, the bright day is done,</l>
      <l n="3280">And we are for the darke.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3281">Hye th<gap extent="1"
              unit="chars"
              reason="illegible"
              agent="uninkedType"
              resp="#ES"/>e againe,</l>
      <l n="3282">I haue spoke already, and it is prouided,</l>
      <l n="3283">Go put it to the haste.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cha">
      <speaker rend="italic">Char.</speaker>
      <l n="3284">Madam, I will.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Dolabella.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3285">Where's the Queene?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cha">
      <speaker rend="italic">Char.</speaker>
      <l n="3286">Behold sir.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3287">
         <hi rend="italic">Dolabella</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3288">Madam, as thereto sworne, by your command</l>
      <l n="3289">(Which my loue makes Religion to obey)</l>
      <l n="3290">I tell you this:<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>through Syria</l>
      <l n="3291">Intends his iourney, and within three dayes,</l>
      <l n="3292">You with your Children will he send before,</l>
      <l n="3293">Make your best vse of this. I haue perform'd</l>
      <l n="3294">Your pleasure, and my promise.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3295">
         <hi rend="italic">Dolabella</hi>, I shall remaine your debter.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3296">I your Seruant:</l>
      <l n="3297">Adieu good Queene, I must attend on<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3298">Farewell, and thankes.</l>
      <l n="3299">Now<hi rend="italic">Iras</hi>, what think'st thou?</l>
      <l n="3300">Thou, an Egyptian Puppet shall be shewne</l>
      <l n="3301">In Rome aswell as I: Mechanicke Slaues</l>
      <l n="3302">With greazie Aprons, Rules, and Hammers shall</l>
      <l n="3303">Vplift vs to the view. In their thicke breathes,</l>
      <l n="3304">Ranke of grosse dyet, shall we be enclowded,</l>
      <l n="3305">And forc'd to drinke their vapour.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ira">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iras.</speaker>
      <l n="3306">The Gods forbid.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3307">Nay, 'tis most certain<hi rend="italic">Iras</hi>: sawcie Lictors</l>
      <l n="3308">Will catch at vs like Strumpets, and scald Rimers</l>
      <l n="3309">Ballads vs out a Tune. The quicke Comedians</l>
      <l n="3310">Extemporally will stage vs, and present</l>
      <l n="3311">Our Alexandrian Reuels:<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>
      </l>
      <l n="3312">Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see</l>
      <l n="3313">Some squeaking<hi rend="italic">Cleopatra</hi>Boy my greatnesse</l>
      <l n="3314">I'th'posture of a Whore.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ira">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iras.</speaker>
      <l n="3315">O the good Gods!</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3316">Nay that's certaine.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-ira">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iras.</speaker>
      <l n="3317">Ile neuer see't? for I am sure mine Nailes</l>
      <l n="3318">Are stronger then mine eyes.</l>
   </sp>
   <pb facs="FFimg:axc0877-0.jpg" n="367"/>
   <cb n="1"/>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3319">Why that's the way to foole their preparation,</l>
      <l n="3320">And to conquer their most absurd intents.</l>
      <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Charmian.</stage>
      <l n="3321">Now<hi rend="italic">Charmian</hi>.</l>
      <l n="3322">Shew me my Women like a Queene: Go fetch</l>
      <l n="3323">My best Attyres. I am againe for<hi rend="italic">Cidrus</hi>,</l>
      <l n="3324">To meete<hi rend="italic">Marke Anthony</hi>. Sirra<hi rend="italic">Iras</hi>, go</l>
      <l n="3325">(Now Noble<hi rend="italic">Charmian</hi>, wee'l dispatch indeede,)</l>
      <l n="3326">And when thou hast done this chare, Ile giue thee leaue</l>
      <l n="3327">To play till Doomesday: bring our Crowne, and all.</l>
      <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">A noise within.</stage>
      <l n="3328">Wherefore's this noise?</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter a Guardsman.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gds">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gards.</speaker>
      <l n="3329">Heere is a rurall Fellow,</l>
      <l n="3330">That will not be deny'de your Highnesse presence,</l>
      <l n="3331">He brings you Figges.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3332">Let him come in.</l>
      <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit Guardsman.</stage>
      <l n="3333">What poore an Instrument</l>
      <l n="3334">May do a Noble deede: he brings me liberty:</l>
      <l n="3335">My Resolution's plac'd, and I haue nothing</l>
      <l n="3336">Of woman in me: Now from head to foote</l>
      <l n="3337">I am Marble constant: now the fleeting Moone</l>
      <l n="3338">No Planet is of mine.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Guardsman, and Clowne.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gds">
      <speaker rend="italic">Guards.</speaker>
      <l n="3339">This is the man.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3340">Auoid, and leaue him.</l>
      <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit Guardsman.</stage>
      <l n="3341">Hast thou the pretty worme of Nylus there,</l>
      <l n="3342">That killes and paines not?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3343">Truly I haue him: but I would not be the par­
      <lb n="3344"/>tie that should desire you to touch him, for his byting is
      <lb n="3345"/>immortall: those that doe dye of it, doe seldome or ne­
      <lb n="3346"/>uer recouer.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3347">Remember'st thou any that haue dyed on't?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3348">Very many, men and women too. I heard of
      <lb n="3349"/>one of them no longer then yesterday, a very honest wo­
      <lb n="3350"/>man, but something giuen to lye, as a woman should not
      <lb n="3351"/>do, but in the way of honesty, how she dyed of the by­
      <lb n="3352"/>ting of it, what paine she felt: Truely, she makes a verie
      <lb n="3353"/>good report o'th'worme: but he that wil beleeue all that
      <lb n="3354"/>they say, shall neuer be saued by halfe that they do: but
      <lb n="3355"/>this is most falliable, the Worme's an odde Worme.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3356">Get thee hence, farewell.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3357">I wish you all ioy of the Worme.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3358">Farewell.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3359">You must thinke this (looke you,) that the
      <lb n="3360"/>Worme will do his kinde.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3361">I, I, farewell.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3362">Looke you, the Worme is not to bee trusted,
      <lb n="3363"/>but in the keeping of wise people: for indeede, there is
      <lb n="3364"/>no goodnesse in the Worme.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3365">Take thou no care, it shall be heeded.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3366">Very good: giue it nothing I pray you, for it
      <lb n="3367"/>is not worth the feeding.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3368">Will it eate me?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3369">You must not think I am so simple, but I know
      <lb n="3370"/>the diuell himselfe will not eate a woman: I know, that
      <lb n="3371"/>a woman is a dish for the Gods, if the diuell dresse her
      <lb n="3372"/>not. But truly, these same whorson diuels doe the Gods
      <lb n="3373"/>great harme in their women: for in euery tenne that they
      <lb n="3374"/>make, the diuels marre fiue.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3375">Well, get thee gone, farewell.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3376">Yes forsooth: I wish you ioy o'th'worm.</p>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3377">Giue me my Robe, put on my Crowne, I haue</l>
      <l n="3378">Immortall longings in me. Now no more</l>
      <l n="3379">The iuyce of Egypts Grape shall moyst this lip.</l>
      <l n="3380">Yare, yare, good<hi rend="italic">Iras</hi>; quicke: Me thinkes I heare</l>
      <cb n="2"/>
      <l n="3381">
         <hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>call: I see him rowse himselfe</l>
      <l n="3382">To praise my Noble Act. I heare him mock</l>
      <l n="3383">The lucke of<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>, which the Gods giue men</l>
      <l n="3384">To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come:</l>
      <l n="3385">Now to that name, my Courage proue my Title.</l>
      <l n="3386">I am Fire, and Ayre; my other Elements</l>
      <l n="3387">I giue to baser life. So, haue you done?</l>
      <l n="3388">Come then, and take the last warmth of my Lippes.</l>
      <l n="3389">Farewell kinde<hi rend="italic">Charmian, Iras</hi>, long farewell.</l>
      <l n="3390">Haue I the Aspicke in my lippes? Dost fall?</l>
      <l n="3391">If thou, and Nature can so gently part,</l>
      <l n="3392">The stroke of death is as a Louers pinch,</l>
      <l n="3393">Which hurts, and is desir'd. Dost thou lye still<c rend="italic">?</c>
      </l>
      <l n="3394">If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world,</l>
      <l n="3395">It is not worth leaue‑taking.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cha">
      <speaker rend="italic">Char.</speaker>
      <l n="3396">Dissolue thicke clowd, &amp; Raine, that I may say</l>
      <l n="3397">The Gods themselues do weepe.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3398">This proues me base:</l>
      <l n="3399">If she first meete the Curled<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>,</l>
      <l n="3400">Hee'l make demand of her, and spend that kisse</l>
      <l n="3401">Which is my heauen to haue. Come thou mortal wretch,</l>
      <l n="3402">With thy sharpe teeth this knot intrinsicate,</l>
      <l n="3403">Of life at once vntye: Poore venomous Foole,</l>
      <l n="3404">Be angry, and dispatch. Oh could'st thou speake,</l>
      <l n="3405">That I might heare thee call great<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>Asse, vnpolicied.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cha">
      <speaker rend="italic">Char.</speaker>
      <l n="3406">Oh Easterne Starre.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3407">Peace, peace:</l>
      <l n="3408">Dost thou not see my Baby at my breast,</l>
      <l n="3409">That suckes the Nurse asleepe.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cha">
      <speaker rend="italic">Char.</speaker>
      <l n="3410">O breake! O breake!</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cle">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cleo.</speaker>
      <l n="3411">As sweet as Balme, as soft as Ayre, as gentle.</l>
      <l n="3412">O<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>! Nay I will take thee too.</l>
      <l n="3413">What should I stay⸺</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Dyes.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cha">
      <speaker rend="italic">Char.</speaker>
      <l n="3414">In this wilde World<c rend="italic">?</c>So fare thee well:</l>
      <l n="3415">Now boast thee Death, in thy possession lyes</l>
      <l n="3416">A Lasse vnparalell'd. Downie Windowes cloze,</l>
      <l n="3417">And golden Phœbus, neuer be beheld</l>
      <l n="3418">Of eyes againe so Royall: your Crownes away,</l>
      <l n="3419">Ile mend it, and then play⸺</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter the Guard rustling in, and Dolabella.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gua.1">
      <speaker rend="italic">1. Guard.</speaker>
      <l n="3420">Where's the Queene?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cha">
      <speaker rend="italic">Char.</speaker>
      <l n="3421">Speake softly, wake her not.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gau.1">
      <speaker>1</speaker>
      <l n="3422">
         <hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>hath sent</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cha">
      <speaker rend="italic">Char.</speaker>
      <l n="3423">Too slow a Messenger.</l>
      <l n="3424">Oh come apace, dispatch, I partly feele thee.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gau.1">
      <speaker>1</speaker>
      <l n="3425">Approach hoa,</l>
      <l n="3426">All's not well:<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>'s beguild.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gau.2">
      <speaker>2</speaker>
      <l n="3427">There's<hi rend="italic">Dolabella</hi>sent from<hi rend="italic">Cæsar:</hi>call him.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gau.1">
      <speaker>1</speaker>
      <l n="3428">What worke is heere<hi rend="italic">Charmian</hi>?</l>
      <l n="3429">Is this well done?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cha">
      <speaker rend="italic">Char.</speaker>
      <l n="3430">It is well done, and fitting for a Princesse</l>
      <l n="3431">Descended of so many Royall Kings.</l>
      <l n="3432">Ah Souldier.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Charmian dyes.</stage>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Dolabella.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3433">How goes it heere?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gua.2">
      <speaker rend="italic">2. Guard.</speaker>
      <l n="3434">All dead.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3435">
         <hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>, thy thoughts</l>
      <l n="3436">Touch their effects in this: Thy selfe art comming</l>
      <l n="3437">To see perform'd the dreaded Act which thou</l>
      <l n="3438">So sought'st to hinder.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Cæsar and all his Traine, marching.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ant-all">
      <speaker rend="italic">All.</speaker>
      <l n="3439">A way there, a way for<hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <pb facs="FFimg:axc0878-0.jpg" n="368"/>
   <cb n="1"/>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3440">Oh sir, you are too sure an Augurer:</l>
      <l n="3441">That you did feare, is done.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3442">Brauest at the last,</l>
      <l n="3443">She leuell'd at our purposes, and being Royall</l>
      <l n="3444">Tooke her owne way: the manner of their deaths,</l>
      <l n="3445">I do not see them bleede.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3446">Who was last with them?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gua.1">
      <speaker rend="italic">1. Guard.</speaker>
      <l n="3447">A simple Countryman, that broght hir Figs:</l>
      <l n="3448">This was his Basket.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3449">Poyson'd then.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gua.1">
      <speaker rend="italic">1. Guard.</speaker>
      <l n="3450">Oh<hi rend="italic">Cæsar:</hi>
      </l>
      <l n="3451">This<hi rend="italic">Charmian</hi>liu'd but now, she stood and spake:</l>
      <l n="3452">I found her trimming vp the Diadem;</l>
      <l n="3453">On her dead Mistris tremblingly she stood,</l>
      <l n="3454">And on the sodaine dropt.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3455">Oh Noble weakenesse:</l>
      <l n="3456">If they had swallow'd poyson, 'twould appeare</l>
      <l n="3457">By externall swelling: but she lookes like sleepe,</l>
      <l n="3458">As she would catch another<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>
      </l>
      <l n="3459">In her strong toyle of Grace.</l>
   </sp>
   <cb n="2"/>
   <sp who="#F-ant-dol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dol.</speaker>
      <l n="3460">Heere on her brest,</l>
      <l n="3461">There is a vent of Bloud, and something blowne,</l>
      <l n="3462">The like is on her Arme.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-gua.1">
      <speaker rend="italic">1. Guard.</speaker>
      <l n="3463">This is an Aspickes traile,</l>
      <l n="3464">And these Figge‑leaues haue slime vpon them, such</l>
      <l n="3465">As th'Aspicke leaues vpon the Caues of Nyle.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ant-cae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cæsar.</speaker>
      <l n="3466">Most probable</l>
      <l n="3467">That so she dyed: for her Physitian tels mee</l>
      <l n="3468">She hath pursu'de Conclusions infinite</l>
      <l n="3469">Of easie wayes to dye. Take vp her bed,</l>
      <l n="3470">And beare her Women from the Monument,</l>
      <l n="3471">She shall be buried by her<hi rend="italic">Anthony</hi>.</l>
      <l n="3472">No Graue vpon the earth shall clip in it</l>
      <l n="3473">A payre so famous: high euents as these</l>
      <l n="3474">Strike those that make them: and their Story is</l>
      <l n="3475">No lesse in pitty, then his Glory which</l>
      <l n="3476">Brought them to be lamented. Our Army shall</l>
      <l n="3477">In solemne shew, attend this Funerall,</l>
      <l n="3478">And then to Rome. Come<hi rend="italic">Dolabella</hi>, see</l>
      <l n="3479">High Order, in this great Solemnity.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt omnes</stage>
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