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ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA.
Enter DEMETRIUS and Philo. Phi. Nay, but this dotage of our general's, O’erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view
Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart,
Flourish. Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, with their
Trains ; Eunuchs fanning her.
Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much.
Enter an Attendant.
Ant. How, my love!
Cleo. Perchance,-nay, and most like, You must not stay here longer, your dismission Is come from Cæsar; therefore hear it, Antony.Where's Fulvia's process ? Cæsar's, I would say ?
Call in the messengers.--As I am Egypt's queen,
Ant. Let Rome in Tyber melt! and the wide arch
Cleo. Excellent falsehood !
Ant. But stirr’d by Cleopatra.
Cleo. Hear the ambassadors.
Ant. Fye, wrangling queen ! Whom every thing becomes, to chide, to laugh, To weep; whose every passion fully strives To make itself, in thee, fair and admir'd! No messenger; but thine and all alone, To-night, we'll wander through the streets, and note The qualities of people. Come, my queen ; Last night you did desire it :-Speak not to us.
[Exeunt Ant. and Cleop. with their Train. Dem. Is Cæsar with Antonius priz’d so slight?
Phi. Sir, sometimes, when he is not Antony,
Dem. I'm full sorry,
SCENE II. The same.
Enter CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and a Soothsayer.
Char. Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most any thing Alexas, almost most absolute Alexas, where's the soothsayer you praised so to the queen? O, that I knew this husband, which, you say, must change his horns with garlands !
Alex. Show him your hand.
Char. Good sir, give me good fortune.