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pasture sheets； The barks of trees thou brows'd。 On the Alps It is reported
thou didst eat strange flesh； Which some did die to look on。 And all this… It
wounds thine honour that I speak it now… Was borne so like a soldier that
thy cheek So much as lank'd not。 LEPIDUS。 'Tis pity of him。 CAESAR。
Let his shames quickly Drive him to Rome。 'Tis time we twain Did show
ourselves i' th' field； and to that end Assemble we immediate council。
Pompey Thrives in our idleness。 LEPIDUS。 To…morrow； Caesar； I shall be
furnish'd to inform you rightly Both what by sea and land I can be able To
front this present time。 CAESAR。 Till which encounter It is my business
too。 Farewell。 LEPIDUS。 Farewell； my lord。 What you shall know
meantime Of stirs abroad； I shall beseech you； sir； To let me be partaker。
CAESAR。 Doubt not； sir； I knew it for my bond。 Exeunt
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SCENE V。 Alexandria。 CLEOPATRA'S palace
Enter CLEOPATRA； CHARMIAN； IRAS； and MARDIAN
CLEOPATRA。 Charmian！ CHARMIAN。 Madam？ CLEOPATRA。 Ha；
ha！ Give me to drink mandragora。 CHARMIAN。 Why； madam？
CLEOPATRA。 That I might sleep out this great gap of time My Antony is
away。 CHARMIAN。 You think of him too much。 CLEOPATRA。 O； 'tis
treason！ CHARMIAN。 Madam； I trust； not so。 CLEOPATRA。 Thou；
eunuch Mardian！ MARDIAN。 What's your Highness' pleasure？
CLEOPATRA。 Not now to hear thee sing； I take no pleasure In aught an
eunuch has。 'Tis well for thee That； being unseminar'd； thy freer thoughts
May not fly forth of Egypt。 Hast thou affections？ MARDIAN。 Yes；
gracious madam。 CLEOPATRA。 Indeed？ MARDIAN。 Not in deed；
madam； for I can do nothing But what indeed is honest to be done。 Yet
have I fierce affections； and think What Venus did with Mars。
CLEOPATRA。 O Charmian； Where think'st thou he is now？ Stands he or
sits he？ Or does he walk？ or is he on his horse？ O happy horse； to bear the
weight of Antony！ Do bravely； horse； for wot'st thou whom thou mov'st？
The demi…Atlas of this earth； the arm And burgonet of men。 He's speaking
now； Or murmuring 'Where's my serpent of old Nile？' For so he calls me。
Now I feed myself With most delicious poison。 Think on me； That am
with Phoebus' amorous pinches black； And wrinkled deep in time？ Broad…
fronted Caesar； When thou wast here above the ground； I was A morsel for
a monarch； and great Pompey Would stand and make his eyes grow in my
brow； There would he anchor his aspect and die With looking on his life。
Enter ALEXAS
ALEXAS。 Sovereign of Egypt； hail！ CLEOPATRA。 How much
unlike art thou Mark Antony！ Yet； coming from him； that great med'cine
hath With his tinct gilded thee。 How goes it with my brave Mark Antony？
ALEXAS。 Last thing he did； dear Queen； He kiss'd… the last of many
doubled kisses… This orient pearl。 His speech sticks in my heart。
CLEOPATRA。 Mine ear must pluck it thence。 ALEXAS。 'Good friend；'
quoth he 'Say the firm Roman to great Egypt sends This treasure of an
oyster； at whose foot； To mend the petty present； I will piece Her opulent
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throne with kingdoms。 All the East； Say thou； shall call her mistress。' So
he nodded； And soberly did mount an arm…girt steed； Who neigh'd so high
that what I would have spoke Was beastly dumb'd by him。 CLEOPATRA。
What； was he sad or merry？ ALEXAS。 Like to the time o' th' year between
the extremes Of hot and cold； he was nor sad nor merry。 CLEOPATRA。 O
well…divided disposition！ Note him； Note him； good Charmian； 'tis the
man； but note him！ He was not sad； for he would shine on those That
make their looks by his； he was not merry； Which seem'd to tell them his
remembrance lay In Egypt with his joy； but between both。 O heavenly
mingle！ Be'st thou sad or merry； The violence of either thee becomes； So
does it no man else。 Met'st thou my posts？ ALEXAS。 Ay； madam； twenty
several messengers。 Why do you send so thick？ CLEOPATRA。 Who's
born that day When I forget to send to Antony Shall die a beggar。 Ink and
paper； Charmian。 Welcome； my good Alexas。 Did I； Charmian； Ever love
Caesar so？ CHARMIAN。 O that brave Caesar！ CLEOPATRA。 Be chok'd
with such another emphasis！ Say 'the brave Antony。' CHARMIAN。 The
valiant Caesar！ CLEOPATRA。 By Isis； I will give thee bloody teeth If thou
with Caesar paragon again My man of men。 CHARMIAN。 By your most
gracious pardon； I sing but after you。 CLEOPATRA。 My salad days； When
I was green in judgment； cold in blood； To say as I said then。 But come；
away！ Get me ink and paper。 He shall have every day a several greeting；
Or I'll unpeople Egypt。 Exeunt
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ACT II。
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SCENE I。 Messina。 POMPEY'S house
Enter POMPEY； MENECRATES； and MENAS； in warlike manner
POMPEY。 If the great gods be just； they shall assist The deeds of
justest men。 MENECRATES。 Know； worthy Pompey； That what they do
delay they not deny。 POMPEY。 Whiles we are suitors to their throne；
decays The thing we sue for。 MENECRATES。 We； ignorant of ourselves；
Beg often our own harms； which the wise pow'rs Deny us for our good； so
find we profit By losing of our prayers。 POMPEY。 I shall do well。 The
people love me； and the sea is mine； My powers are crescent； and my
auguring hope Says it will come to th' full。 Mark Antony In Egypt sits at
dinner； and will make No wars without doors。 Caesar gets money where
He loses hearts。 Lepidus flatters both； Of both is flatter'd； but he neither
loves； Nor either cares for him。 MENAS。 Caesar and Lepidus Are in the
field。 A mighty strength they carry。 POMPEY。 Where have you this？ 'Tis
false。 MENAS。 From Silvius； sir。 POMPEY。 He dreams。 I know they are
in Rome together； Looking for Antony。 But all the charms of love； Salt
Cleopatra； soften thy wan'd lip！ Let witchcraft join with beauty； lust with
both； Tie up the libertine in a field of feasts； Keep his brain fuming。
Epicurean cooks Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite； That sleep and
feeding may prorogue his honour Even till a Lethe'd dullness…
Enter VARRIUS
How now； Varrius！ VARRIUS。 This is most certain that I shall deliver：
Mark Antony is every hour in Rome Expected。 Since he went from Egypt
'tis A space for farther travel。 POMPEY。 I could have given less matter A
better ear。 Menas； I did not think This amorous surfeiter would have
donn'd his helm For such a petty war； his soldiership Is twice the other
twain。 But let us rear The higher our opinion； that our stirring Can from
the lap of Egypt's widow pluck The ne'er…lust…wearied Antony。 MENAS。 I
cannot hope Caesar and Antony shall well greet together。 His wife that's
dead did trespasses to Caesar； His brother warr'd upon him； although； I
think； Not mov'd by Antony。 POMPEY。 I know not； Menas； How lesser
enmities may give way to greater。 Were't not that we stand up against them
all； 'Twere pregnant they should square between themselves； For they have
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