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Cleo. Let it alone; let us to billiards : Come, Charmian.
Char. My arm is sore, best play with Mardian.
Cleo. As well a woman with an eunuch play'd, As with a woman;--Come, you'll play with me, sir?
Mar. As well as I can, madam.
come too short,
'Twas merry, when
That time!-O times !
Enter a Messenger.
• Madam, madam,
My bluest veins to kiss; a hand, that kings
First, madam, he's well.
Mess. Good madam, hear me.
Well, go to, I will;
Will't please you hear me ? Cleo. I have a mind to strike thee, ere thou speak'st: Yet, if thou say, Antony lives, is well, Or friends with Cæsar, or not captive to him, I'll set thee in a shower of gold, and hail Rich pearls upon thee. Mess.
Madam, he's well. Cleo.
Well said. Mess. And friends with Cæsar. - Cleo.
Thou'rt an honest man. Mess. Cæsar and he are greater friends than ever. Cleo. Make thee a fortune from me. Mess.
But yet, madam, Cleo. I do not like but yet, it does allay The good precedence); fye upon but yet: . But yet is as a gaoler to bring forth Some monstrous malefactor. Pr'yłhee, friend, Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear, The good and bad together: He's friend with Cæsar; In state of health, thou say'st; and, thou say'st, free.
Mess. Free, madam! no; I made no such report: He's bound unto Octavia.
• So sour a countenance.
A man in his senses.
For what good turn?
I am pale, Charmian.
[Strikes him down.
What say you l-Hence,
[Strikes him again. Horrible villain ! or I'll spurn thine eyes Like balls before me; I'll unhair thy head;
[She hales him up and down. Thou shalt be whipp'd with wire, and stew'd in brine, Smarting in ling’ring pickle. Mess.
Gracious madam, I, that do bring the news, made not the match.
Cleo. Say, 'tis not so, a province I will give thee, And make thy fortunes proud: the blow thou hadst Shall make thy peace, for moving me to rage; And I will boot* thee with what gist beside Thy modesty can beg. Mess.
He's married, madam. Cleo. Rogue, thou hast liv'd too long.
[Draws a dagger. Mess.
Nay, then I'll run :What mean you, madam? I have made no fault.
(Erit, Char. Good madam, keep yourself within your.
self; The man is innocent. Cleo. Some innocents 'scape not the thunder.
Char. He is a feard to come.
I will not hurt him :These hands do lack nobility, that they strike
A meaner than myself; since I myself
I have done my duty.
He is married, madam. Cleo. The gods confound thee! dost thou hold
there still ? Mess. Should I lie, madam ? Cleo.
O, I would, thou didst;
Mess. I crave your highness' pardon.
He is married ?
you: To punish me for what you make me do, Seems much unequal : He is married to Octavia. Cleo. O, that his faults should make a knave of
thee, That art not !-What? thou’rt sure of't?-Get thee
hence : The merchandise which thou hast brought from
[Exit Messenger. Char.
Good your highness, patience. Cleo. In praising Antony, I have disprais'd Cæsar,
* Whelmed under water.
Char. Many times, madam..
I am paid for't now.
[Erit Alexas. Let him for ever go: Let him not-Charmian, Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon, T'other way he's a'Mars :-Bid you Alexas
[To Mardian, Bring me word, how tall she is.- Pity me, Charmian, But do not speak to me.-Lead me to my chamber.
Enter Pompey and Menas, at one side, with drum and trumpet : at another, Cæsar, Lepidus, An. tony, Enobarbus, Mæcenas, with Soldiers marching.
Pom. Your hostages I have, so have you mine; And we shall talk before we fight. Ces.
Most meet, That first we come to words; and therefore have wc Our written purposes before us sent; Which if thou hast considered, let us know If 'twill tie up thy discontented sword; And carry back to Sicily much tallt youth That else must perish here. Pom.
To you all three, The senators alone of this great world,