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Would have a Queen his beggar, you must tell him,
Pro. Be of good cheer.
Cleo. Pray you, tell him,
Fro. This I'll report, dear lady. Have comfort; for, I know, your plight is pity'd Of him that caus'd.it. [Aside.] You see how easily she may be surpriz'd. (Here Gallus and Guard afcend the monument by a
ladder, and enter at a back window. Guard her, 'uill Cæsar come.
Iras. O Royal Queen!
[Drawing a dagger. [The monument is open'd; Proculeius rushes in,
and disarms the Queen.
Janguish * ?
For languis, I think we may read, anguish, Jobah
Will never let come forth.
Cleo. Where art thou, death? Come hither, come : oh come, and take a Queen Worth many babes and beggars.
Pro. Oh, temperance, Lady!
Cleo. Sir, I will eat no meat, I'll not drink, Sir: If idle talk will once be necessary t; I'll not fleep neither. This mortal house I'll ruin, Do Cæfar what he can. Know, Sir, that I Will not wait pinion'd at your master's court, Nor once be chastis'd with the sober eye Of dull Oétavia. Shall they hoist me up, And shew me to the fhouting varletry Of cens'ring Rome? rather a ditch in Ægypt Be gentle grave unto me! rather on Nilus muid Lay me stark naked, and let the water-flies Blow me into ahhorring! rather make My country's high Pyramides my gibbet, And hang me up in chains !
Pro. You do extend These thoughts of horror further than you shall Find cause in Cæsar.
S CE N E ITE.
Pro. So, Dolabella,
[To Cleopatrai If you'll employ me to him.
Cleo. Say, I would die. [Exit Proculeius. Dol. Most noble Empress, you have heard of me. Cleo. I cannot tell.
+ That is, I will not eat; and if it will be necessary now for once to waste a moment in idie talk' of my purpose, ? will not seep neither. Johnson. VOL. IX.
Ad V. Dol. Afsuredly you know me.
Cleo. No matter, Sir, what I have heard or known You laugh when boys or women tell their dreams ; Is't not your trick?
Dol. I understand not, Madam.
Cleo. I dream'd there was an Emp'ror Antony: Oh such another sleep, that I might see But such another man ! Dol. If it might please ye
Cleo. His face was as the heav'ns; and therein stuck A fun and moon, which kept their course, and The little O o'th' earth.
[lighted Dol. Most sovereign creature.
Cleo. His legs bestrid the ocean, his rear'd arm
That grew the more by reaping. His delights
[were Dol. Cleopatra
Cleo.' Think you there was, or might be, such a As this I dream'd of?
[mán Dol. Gentle Madam, no.
Cleo. You lie, up to the hearing of the gods. But if there be, or ever were one such, It's past the size of dreaming; , nature wants stuff To vie strange forms with fancy, yet t' imagine An Antony, were nature's piece 'gainst fancy, Condemning shadows quite.
Dol. Hear me, good Madam. Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear it, As answ'ring to the weight. 'Would' I might never O'er-take pursu'd success, but I do feel, By the rebound of yours, a grief that shoots My very heart at root.
Cleo, I thank you, Sir. Know
what Cæsar means to do with me?
Dob. I'm loth to tell you what I would you knew.
'S CE N E IV. Enter Cæfar, Gallus, Mecænas, Proculeius, and
Attendants. Cæs. Which is the Queen of Ægypt? Dol. It is the Emperor, Madam. [Cleo. kneels
Cæs. Arise, you shall not kneel,
Cleo. Sir, the gods
Cæs. Take to you no hard thoughts.
Cleo. Sole Sir oth world,
Cleo. Cleopatra, know
Cleo. And may, through all the world : 'tis yours;
To proje&t a cause, is to represent a cause; to project it well, is to plan or contrive a scheme of defcoce. Johnso
O N'Y and Ad v. Your seutcheons, and your figns of conquest, fall Hang in what place you please. Here, my good
Cleo. This is the brief of money, plate, and jewels
Seh. Here, Madam.
Cleo. This is my treasures ; let him speak, my Lord, Upon his peril, that I hare reserv'd To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucus,
Sel. Madam, I had rather feel my lips,
Cleo. Whai have I kept back?
Cleo. See, Cafar! Oh, behold, How pomp is follow'd; mine will now be yours, And, fhould we ihift estates, yours would be minc. Tb'ingratitude of this Seleucus does Ev'n make me wild. Ob fare, of no more trust Than love ihai's bird.What, goeft thou back?
thau falt Go back, I warrant thee; but I'll catch thine eyes, Though they bad wings. Slave, foul-lefs villain dog,
[Striking him O rarely base!
Cæs. Good Queen, let us entreat you.
+ Omitted. Theob. Hanm. Harb.