3469Cleo. Why that's the way to foole their preparation,

3470And to conquer their most absurd intents.

3472Now Charmian.

3473Shew me my Women like a Queene: Go fetch

3474My best Attyres. I am againe for Cidrus,

3475To meete Marke Anthony. Sirra Iras, go

3476(Now Noble Charmian, wee'l dispatch indeede,)

3477And when thou hast done this chare, Ile giue thee leaue

3478To play till Doomesday: bring our Crowne, and all.

3480Wherefore's this noise?

3482Gards. Heere is a rurall Fellow,

3483That will not be deny'de your Highnesse presence,

3484He brings you Figges.

3485Cleo. Let him come in. Exit Guardsman.

3486What poore an Instrument

3487May do a Noble deede: he brings me liberty:

3488My Resolution's plac'd, and I haue nothing

3489Of woman in me: Now from head to foote

3490I am Marble constant: now the fleeting Moone

3491No Planet is of mine.

3493Guards. This is the man.

3494Cleo. Auoid, and leaue him. Exit Guardsman.

3495Hast thou the pretty worme of Nylus there,

3496That killes and paines not?

3497Clow. Truly I haue him: but I would not be the par-

3498tie that should desire you to touch him, for his byting is

3499immortall: those that doe dye of it, doe seldome or ne-

3500uer recouer.

3501Cleo. Remember'st thou any that haue dyed on't?

3502Clow. Very many, men and women too. I heard of

3503one of them no longer then yesterday, a very honest wo-

3504man, but something giuen to lye, as a woman should not

3505do, but in the way of honesty, how she dyed of the by-

3506ting of it, what paine she felt: Truely, she makes a verie

3507good report o'th'worme: but he that wil beleeue all that

3508they say, shall neuer be saued by halfe that they do: but

3509this is most falliable, the Worme's an odde Worme.

3510Cleo. Get thee hence, farewell.

3511Clow. I wish you all ioy of the Worme.

3512Cleo. Farewell.

3513Clow. You must thinke this (looke you,) that the

3514Worme will do his kinde.

3515Cleo. I, I, farewell.

3516Clow. Looke you, the Worme is not to bee trusted,

3517but in the keeping of wise people: for indeede, there is

3518no goodnesse in the Worme.

3519Cleo. Take thou no care, it shall be heeded.

3520Clow. Very good: giue it nothing I pray you, for it

3521is not worth the feeding.

3522Cleo. Will it eate me?

3523Clow. You must not think I am so simple, but I know

3524the diuell himselfe will not eate a woman: I know, that

3525a woman is a dish for the Gods, if the diuell dresse her

3526not. But truly, these same whorson diuels doe the Gods

3527great harme in their women: for in euery tenne that they

3528make, the diuels marre fiue.

3529Cleo. Well, get thee gone, farewell.

3530Clow. Yes forsooth: I wish you ioy o'th'worm. Exit

3531Cleo. Giue me my Robe, put on my Crowne, I haue

3532Immortall longings in me. Now no more

3533The iuyce of Egypts Grape shall moyst this lip.

3534Yare, yare, good Iras; quicke: Me thinkes I heare

3535Anthony call: I see him rowse himselfe

3536To praise my Noble Act. I heare him mock

3537The lucke of Caesar, which the Gods giue men

3538To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come:

3539Now to that name, my Courage proue my Title.

3540I am Fire, and Ayre; my other Elements

3541I giue to baser life. So, haue you done?

3542Come then, and take the last warmth of my Lippes.

3543Farewell kinde Charmian, Iras, long farewell.

3544Haue I the Aspicke in my lippes? Dost fall?

3545If thou, and Nature can so gently part,

3546The stroke of death is as a Louers pinch,

3547Which hurts, and is desir'd. Dost thou lye still?

3548If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world,

3549It is not worth leaue-taking.

3550Char. Dissolue thicke clowd, & Raine, that I may say

3551The Gods themselues do weepe.

3552Cleo. This proues me base:

3553If she first meete the Curled Anthony,

3554Hee'l make demand of her, and spend that kisse

3555Which is my heauen to haue. Come thou mortal wretch,

3556With thy sharpe teeth this knot intrinsicate,

3557Of life at once vntye: Poore venomous Foole,

3558Be angry, and dispatch. Oh could'st thou speake,

3559That I might heare thee call great Caesar Asse, vnpolicied.

3560Char. Oh Easterne Starre.

3561Cleo. Peace, peace:

3562Dost thou not see my Baby at my breast,

3563That suckes the Nurse asleepe.

3564Char. O breake! O breake!

3565Cleo. As sweet as Balme, as soft as Ayre, as gentle.

3566O Anthony! Nay I will take thee too.

3567What should I stay----- Dyes.

3568Char. In this wilde World? So fare thee well:

3569Now boast thee Death, in thy possession lyes

3570A Lasse vnparalell'd. Downie Windowes cloze,

3571And golden Phoebus, neuer be beheld

3572Of eyes againe so Royall: your Crownes away,

3573Ile mend it, and then play---

35751 Guard. Where's the Queene?

3576Char. Speake softly, wake her not.

35771 Caesar hath sent

3578Char. Too slow a Messenger.

3579Oh come apace, dispatch, I partly feele thee.

35801 Approach hoa,

3581All's not well: Caesar's beguild.

35822 There's Dolabella sent from Caesar: call him.

35831 What worke is heere Charmian?

3584Is this well done?

3585Char. It is well done, and fitting for a Princesse

3586Descended of so many Royall Kings.

3587Ah Souldier. Charmian dyes.

3589Dol. How goes it heere?

35902. Guard. All dead.

3591Dol. Caesar, thy thoughts

3592Touch their effects in this: Thy selfe art comming

3593To see perform'd the dreaded Act which thou

3594So sought'st to hinder.

3596All. A way there, a way for Caesar.

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