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Will catch at us, like strumpets; and scald rhymers
Iras. O the good gods!.
Iras. I'll never see it; for, I am sure, my nails
Cleo. Why that's the way
To meet Mark Antony :-Sirrah, Iras, go. -
[Exit IRAS. A noise within.
Enter one of the GUARD.
Re-enter GUARD, with a Clown bringing a basket.
[Exit GUARD. Hast thou the pretty worm || of Nilus there, That kills and pains not?
Clown. Truly I have him: but I would not be the party that should desire you to touch him. for his biting is imm that do die of it, do seldom or never recover.
Cleo. Remember'st thou any that have died on't ?
Clown. Very many, men and women too. I heard of one of them no longer than yesterday : a very honest woman, but something given to lie; as a woman should not do, but in the way of honesty: how she died of the biting of it, what pain she felt,—Truly, she makes a very good report o'the worm: But he that will believe all that they say, shall never be saved by
+ Female characters were played by boys.
half that they do: But this is most fallible, the worm 's an odd worm.
Cleo. Get thee hence; farewell.
Clown sets down the basket. Clown. You must think this, look you, that the worm will do his kind.*
Cleo. Ay, ay; farewell.
Clown. Look you, the worm is not to be trusted, but in the keeping of wise people ; for, indeed, there is no goodness in the worm.
Cleo. Take thou no care; it shall be heeded.
Clown. Very good : give it nothing, I pray you, for it is not worth the feeding.
Cleo. Will it eat me?
Clown. You must not think I am so simple, but I know the devil himself will not eat a woman: I know, that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not. But, truly, these same whoreson devils do the gods great harm in their women; for in every ten that they make, the devils mar five.
Cleo. Well, get thee gone; farewell.
Re-enter IRAs, with a robe, crown, fc.
[Kisses them. IRAs falls and dies. I
Char. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain; that I may say
Cleo. This proves me base:
+ Make haste.
Which is my heaven to have.* Come, mortal wretch,
[To the asp, which she applies to her breast. With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate Of life at once untie: poor venomous fool, Be angry, and despatch. O, couldst thou speak ! That I might hear thee call great Cæsar, ass Unpolicied !t
Char. O eastern star!
Cleo. Peace, peace!
Char. O, break! O, break !
Cleo. As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle, O Antony !-Nay, I will take thee too :
[Applying another asp to her arm. What should I stay
Falls on a bed, and dies. Char. In this vile world ?-So, fare thee well.-Now boast thee, death! in thy possession lies A lass unparalleld.-Downy windows, close; I And golden Phoebus never be beheld Of eyes again so royal! Your crown 's awry; I'll mend it, and then play. S
Enter the GUARD, rushing in, 1 Guard. Where is the queen ? Char. Speak softly, wake her not. 1 Guard. Cæsar hath sent Char. Too slow a messenger.—.
[Applies the asp. 0, come; apace, despatch: I partly feel thee.
1 Guard.' Approach, ho! All's not well: Cæsar 's beguiled.
Char. It is well done, and fitting for a princess
[Dies. Enter DOLABELLA. Dol. How goes it here? 2 Guard. All dead.
Dol. Cæsar, thy thoughts
Enter CÆSAR, and Attendants.
Cæs. Bravest at the last: She levell’d at our purposes, and, being royal, • He will give her that kiss for her intelligence, which, &c. + Impolitic.
She says this, closing Cleopatra's eyes. 9 I.e. my own part. VOL. IV.
Took her own way.—The manner of their deaths ?
Dol. Who was last with them ?
Ces. Poison'd then.
1 Guard. O Cæsar,
Cæs. O noble weakness !-
Dol. Here, on her breast,
1 Guard. This is an aspic's trail: and these fig-leaves
Ces. Most probable,
TIMON OF ATHENS.
TIMON, a noble Athenian.
Two SERVANTS of VARRO, and LUCIUS, Lords, and Flat
the SERVANT of ISIDORE; two LUCULLUS,
of Timon's Creditors. SEMPRONIUSSterers of Timon.
CUPID, and MASKERS. VENTIDIUS, one of Timon's false Three STRANGERS. Friends.
POET, PAINTER, JEWELLER, APEMANTUS, a churlish Philoso and MERCHANT. pher.
An OLD ATHENIAN.
ades. CAPHIS, PHILOTUS,
Servants to TiTITUS, mon's Creditors.
Other LORDS, SENATORS, OFFICERS, LUCIUS,
SOLDIERS, THIEVES, and ATTEND. HORTENSIUS, )
SCENE, Athens; and the Woods adjoining.
Poet. Ah, that's well known:
Pain. I know them both; t'other 's a jeweller.