A benefit in this change; but if you seek Antony's course, you shall bereave yourself To that destruction which I'll guard them from 130 Cleo. And may, through all the world: 'tis yours; and we, Cleo. This is the brief of money, plate and jewels, Not petty things admitted. Where's Seleucus? 140 Sel. Here, madam. Cleo. This is my treasurer: let him speak, my lord, To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucus. Cleo. I had rather seal my lips than to my peril What have I kept back? Sel. Enough to purchase what you have made known. Cas. Nay, blush not, Cleopatra; I approve Cleo. Your wisdom in the deed. See, Cæsar! O, behold, 150 Even make me wild. O slave, of no more trust Than love that's hired! What, goest thou back? thou shalt Go back, I warrant thee; but I'll catch thine eyes, Cæs. Though they had wings: slave, soulless villain, dog! Good queen, let us entreat you. Cæs. Doing the honour of thy lordliness To one so meek, that mine own servant should Addition of his envy! Say, good Cæsar, As we greet modern friends withal; and say, Their mediation; must I be unfolded 160 170 With one that I have bred? The gods! it smites me hence; Or I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance: wert thou a man, Forbear, Seleucus. Cleo. Be it known, that we, the greatest, are mis-thought Cæs. For things that others do, and when we fall, Are therefore to be pitied. Cleopatra, Not what you have reserved, nor what acknowledged, Bestow it at your pleasure, and believe Cæsar's no merchant, to make prize with you 181 Of things that merchants sold. Therefore be cheer'd; queen; For we intend so to dispose you as Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed, and sleep: That we remain your friend; and so, adieu. Cleo. My master, and my lord! Cas. Not so. Adieu. 190 [Flourish. Exeunt Cæsar and his train. Cleo. He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not Be noble to myself: but, hark thee, Charmian. [Whispers Charmian. Iras. Finish, good lady; the bright day is done, Cleo. Hie thee again: Dol. Madam, as thereto sworn by your command, Cleo. I tell you this: Cæsar through Syria Dolabella, [Exit. 200 |