Have notice what we purpose. I shall break Our quick remove from hence. Eno. I shall do it. [Exeunt. SCENE III. Another Room in the Same. Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS. Cleo. Where is he? Char. I did not see him since. Cleo. See where he is, who's with him, what he does: I did not send you. If you find him sad, Say I am dancing; if in mirth, report That I am sudden sick quick, and return. [Exit ALEXAS. Char. Madam, methinks if you did love him dearly, You do not hold the method to enforce The like from him. Cleo. What should I do, I do not? Char. In each thing give him way, cross him in nothing. Cleo. Thou teachest like a fool; the way to lose him. Char. Tempt him not so too far; I wish, for bear: In time we hate that which we often fear. Enter ANTONY. I am sick and sullen. But here comes Antony. Cleo. Ant. I am sorry to give breathing to my pur pose, Cleo. Help me away, dear Charmian, I shall fall : It cannot be thus long, the sides of nature Will not sustain it. Ant. Now, my dearest Queen, What's the matter? Cleo. Pray you, stand farther from me. Ant. Cleo. I know, by that same eye, there's some good news. What says the married woman? You may go: I have no power upon you; hers you are. Cleo. O, never was there Queen So mightily betray'd; yet at the first I saw the treasons planted. Ant. VOL. XII. Cleopatra, B Cleo. Why should I think you can be mine, and true, Though you in swearing shake the throned gods, Who have been false to Fulvia? Riotous madness, To be entangled with those mouth-made vows, Which break themselves in swearing! Ant. Most sweet Queen, Cleo. Nay, pray you, scek no colour for your going, But bid farewell, and go: when you sued staying, Then was the time for words; no going then: Eternity was in our lips and eyes, Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor, But was a race of Heaven: they are so still, Or thou, the greatest soldier of the world, Art turn'd the greatest liar. Ant. How now, lady! Cleo. I would I had thy inches; thou should'st know, There were a heart in Egypt. Ant. Hear me, Queen. The strong necessity of time commands Our services a while; but my full heart Shines o'er with civil swords: Sextus Pompeius Equality of two domestic powers Breeds scrupulous faction. The hated, grown to strength, Are newly grown to love: the condemn'd Pompey, Into the hearts of such as have not thriv'd And that which most with you should safe my going, Is Fulvia's death. Cleo. Though age from folly could not give me freedom, It does from childishness. Can Fulvia die? Ant. She's dead, my Queen. Look here, and, at thy sovereign leisure, read See when and where she died. O most false love! Cleo. In Fulvia's death, how mine receiv'd shall be. Cleo. But let it be. So Antony loves. Ant. Cut my lace, Charmian, come. My precious Queen, forbear; And give true credence to his love, which stands Cleo. So Fulvia told me. I pr'ythee, turn aside, and weep for her; Ant. You'll heat my blood: no more. Cleo. You can do better yet, but this is meetly. Ant. Now, by my sword, Cleo. And target. Still he mends; But this is not the best. Look, pr'ythee, Charmian, How this Herculean Roman does become The carriage of his chafe. Ant. I'll leave you, lady. Sir, you and I must part, Sir, you and I have lov'd, Courteous lord, one word but that's not it: - but there's not it; That you know well: something it is I would, And I am all forgotten. Ant. But that your royalty Holds idleness your subject, I should take you Cleo. 'Tis sweating labour To bear such idleness so near the heart, Since my becomings kill me, when they do not Be strew'd before your feet! Ant. Let us go. Come; Our separation so abides, and flies, That thou, residing here, go'st yet with me, [Exeunt. SCENE IV. Rome. An Apartment in CÆSAR'S House. Enter OCTAVIUS CESAR, LEPIDUS, and Attendants. Cæsar. You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth know, |