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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 half that they do: But this is most fallible,
the worm's an odd worm. -
[Setting down his 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. Well, get thee gone; farewell. Clown. Yes, forsooth: I wish you joy of the worm. [Exit.
Enter IRAs, with Robe, &c.
Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip:— Yare, yare, good Iras; quick—Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men, To excuse their after wrath : Husband, I come: [Goes to a Bed, or Sofa, which she ascends; her Women compose her on it: IRAs sets the Basket, which she has been holding upon her own Arm, by her. Now to that name my courage prove my title!
I am fire, and air; my other elements
Enter some of the Guard.
1 Guard. Where is the queen Char. Speak softly, wake her not.
1 Guard. Caesar hath sent— Char. Too slow a messenger. . [Applying the Asp. O, come apace, despatch; I partly feel thee. 1 Guard. Approach, ho ! All's not well: Caesar's beguil’d. 2 Guard. There's Dolabella, sent from Caesar: call him. 1 Guard. What work is here!—Charmian, is this well done * Char. It is well done, and fitting for a princess Descended of so many royal kings. Ah, soldier . [Dies.
Dol. How goes it here
2 Guard. All dead.
Dol. Caesar, thy thoughts
Enter CesAR and Train.
Dol. O, sir, you are too sure an augurer;
Oct. Brav'st at the last:
Dol. Who was last with them
1 Guard. A simple countryman, that brought her
This was his basket.
Oct. Poisoned, then.
Dol. Here, on her breast,
1 Guard. This is an aspick's trail;
[Pointing to the Floor. y 88 ANTONY AND CLEOPA'i' to A. [Act v. And these fig-leaves have slime upon them, such As the aspick leaves upon the caves of Nile. Oct. Most probable, That so she dy'd: for her physician tells me, She hath pursu'd conclusions infinite Of easy ways to die.—Take up her bed; And bear her women from the monument:— She shall be bury'd by her Antony: No grave upon the earth shall clip in it A pair so famous. High events as these Strike those that make them: and their story is No less in pity, than his glory, which Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall, In solemn show, attend this funeral; And then to Rome. Come, Dolabella, see High order in this great solemnity. [Ereunt.