Anthony and Cleopatra (Folio 1, 1623)
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Anthony and Cleopatra.
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3205To do that thing that ends all other deeds,
¶Which shackles accedents, and bolts vp change;
¶Which sleepes, and neuer pallates more the dung,
¶
Enter Proculeius.
¶And bids thee study on what faire demands
¶Thou mean'st to haue him grant thee.
¶Cleo. What's thy name?
¶Pro. My name is Proculeius.
3215Cleo. Anthony
¶Did tell me of you, bad me trust you, but
¶I do not greatly care to be deceiu'd
¶Would haue a Queece his begger, you must tell him,
¶To giue me conquer'd Egypt for my Sonne,
¶He giues me so much of mine owne, as I
¶Will kneele to him with thankes.
3225Pro. Be of good cheere:
¶Y'are falne into a Princely hand, feare nothing,
¶Make your full reference freely to my Lord,
¶Who is so full of Grace, that it flowes ouer
¶On all that neede. Let me report to him
¶Where he for grace is kneel'd too.
¶Cleo. Pray you tell him,
¶A Doctrine of Obedience, and would gladly
¶Looke him i'th'Face.
¶Pro. This Ile report (deere Lady)
¶Haue comfort, for I know your plight is pittied
3240Of him that caus'd it.
¶Guard her till Cæsar come.
¶Iras. Royall Queene.
¶Char. Oh Cleopatra, thou art taken Queene.
3245Cleo. Quicke, quicke, good hands.
¶Pro. Hold worthy Lady, hold:
¶Releeu'd, but not betraid.
¶Will neuer let come forth.
¶Cleo. Where art thou Death?
3255Come hither come; Come, come, and take a Queene
¶Worth many Babes and Beggers.
¶Pro. Oh temperance Lady.
¶Will not waite pinnion'd at your Masters Court,
¶Of dull Octauia. Shall they hoyst me vp,
¶Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt.
¶Be gentle graue vnto me, rather on Nylus mudde
¶Lay me starke-nak'd, and let the water-Flies
¶Blow me into abhorring; rather make
3270My Countries high pyramides my Gibbet,
¶And hang me vp in Chaines.
¶Pro. You do extend
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Enter Dolabella.
¶Dol. Proculeius,
¶And he hath sent for thee: for the Queene,
¶Ile take her to my Guard.
3280Pro. So Dolabella,
¶If you'l imploy me to him.
Exit Proculeius
¶Cleo. Say, I would dye.
¶Cleo. I cannot tell.
¶You laugh when Boyes or Women tell their Dreames,
3290Is't not your tricke?
¶Cleo. I dreampt there was an Emperor Anthony.
¶But such another man.
¶A Sunne and Moone, which kept their course, & lighted
¶The little o'th'earth.
¶Crested the world: His voyce was propertied
¶As all the tuned Spheres, and that to Friends:
¶But when he meant to quaile, and shake the Orbe,
¶He was as ratling Thunder. For his Bounty,
3305There was no winter in't. An Anthony it was,
¶That grew the more by reaping: His delights
¶Were Dolphin-like, they shew'd his backe aboue
¶The Element they liu'd in: In his Liuery
¶Walk'd Crownes and Crownets: Realms & Islands were
3310As plates dropt from his pocket.
¶Dol. Cleopatra.
¶As this I dreampt of?
¶Dol. Gentle Madam, no.
3315Cleo. You Lye vp to the hearing of the Gods:
¶But if there be, nor euer were one such
¶To vie strange formes with fancie, yet t'imagine
¶An Anthony were Natures peece, 'gainst Fancie,
3320Condemning shadowes quite.
¶Dol. Heare me, good Madam:
¶As answering to the waight, would I might neuer
3325By the rebound of yours, a greefe that suites
¶My very heart at roote.
¶Know you what Cæsar meanes to do with me?
¶Dol. I am loath to tell you what, I would you knew.
¶Dol. Though he be Honourable.
¶Cleo. Hee'l leade me then in Triumph.
¶
Enter Proculeius, Cæsar, Gallus, Mecenas,
3335and others of his Traine.
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