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And, with your speediest, bring us what she says,
[Exit Proc. Cæs. Gallus, go you along.–Where's Dolabella, To second Proculeius?
[Exit GALLUS. Agr. Mec. Dolabella ! Cæs. Let him alone, for I remember now . How he's employed ; he shall in time be ready. Go with me to my tent ; where you shall see How hardly I was drawn into this war ; How calm and gentle I proceeded still In all my writings : Go with me, and see What I can show in this.
SCENE II. Alexandria A Room in the Monument. Enter CLEOPATRA,
CHARMIAN, and IRAS. Cleo. My desolation does begin to make A better life : 'Tis paltry to be Cæsar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change ; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Cæsar's.4 Enter, to the Gates of the Monument, PROCULEIUS, Gallus,
Cleo. [Within.] What's thy name?
Cleo. ["Vithin.] Antony
 The difficulty of the passage, if any difficulty there be arises from this, that the act of suicide and the state-which is the effect of suicide,are confoundel. Voluntary death, says she, is an act which bolts.up change ; it produces a state, Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung,
The beggar's nurse, and Cesari's. Which has no longer need of the gross and-terrene sustenance, in the use of whicle Cæsar and the beggar are on a level. The speech is abrupt, but perturbation in such a state is surely natural. JOHNSON.
To give me conquer'd Egypt for my son,
Pro. Be of good cheer ;
Cleo. [Within.] Pray you, tell him
Pro. This I'll report, dear lady.
Gal. You see how easily she may be surpris'd ; [Here PROCULEIUS, and two of the Guard, ascend the Monu
ment by a ladder placed against a window, and having descended, come behind CLEOPATRA. Some of the Guard unbar
and open the gates, Guard her till Cæsar come.
[To PROCULEIUS and the Guard. Exit GALLUS. Iras. Royal queen! Char. O Cleopatra ! thou art taken, queen !Cleo. Quick, quick, good hands. [Drawing a dagger.
Pro. Hold, worthy lady, hold: (Seizes and disarms her. Do not yourself such wrong, who are in this Reliev'd, but not betray’d.
Cleo. What, of death too,
Cleo. Where art thou, death?
Pro. O, temperance, lady!
(5) I allow him to be my conqueror ; Town his superiority with complete submission. JOH.  For languish, I think we may read anguish. JOH.
If idle talk will once be necessary,
Pro. You do extend
Pro. So, Dolabella,
Cleo, Say, I would die. [Exe. PROCUL.and Soldiers.
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 emperor Antony ;-
Dol. If it might please you,
Cleo. His face was as the heavens; apd therein stuck A sun, and moon ; which kept their course, and lighted The little O, the earth. 8
Dol. Most sovereign creature,
Cleo. His legs bestrid the ocean ; his rear'd arm
 The little orb or circle. THEO.
He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty,
Cleo. Think you, there was, cr might be, such a man As this I dream'd of ?
Dol. Gentle madam, no.
Cleo. You lie, up to the hearing of the gods.
Dol. Hear me, good madam :
great ; and you bear it
Cleo. I thank you, sir.
Dol. I am loath to tell you what I would you knew,
Dol. Madam he will;
Within. Make way there,-Cæsar.. Enter CÆSAR, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, MECENAS, SELEUCUS:
and Attendants.. Cæs. Which is the queen Of Egypt?
Dol. 'Tis the emperor, madam. (CLEO. kneels.
Cleo. Sir, the gods
Cæs. Take to you no hard thoughts :
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The record of what injuries you did us,
Cleo. Sole sir o'the world,
Cæs. Cleopatra, know,
and we Your 'scutcheons, and your signs of conquest, shall Hang in what place you please. Here, my good lord.
Cæs. You shall advise me in all for Cleopatra.
Cleo. This is the brief of money, plate, and jewels, I am possess’d of : 'tis exactly valued ; Not petty things admitted.- Where's Seleucus ?
Sel. Here, madam.
Cleo. This is my treasurer ; let him speak, my lord,
Cleo. What have I kept back!
Cæs. Nay, blush not, Cleopatra ; I approve
Cleo. See, Cæsar ! 0, behold, How pomp is follow'd ! mine will now be yours; And, should we shift estates, yours would be mine. The ingratitude of this Seleucus does Even make me wild :-O slave, of no more trust Than love that's hir'd !-What, goest thou back? thou
shalt Go back, I warrant thee; but I'll catch thine eyes, Though they had wings • Slave, soul-leșs villain, dog !