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Taurus, Lieutenant-General to Cæsar.
Alexas, Mardian, Seleucus, and Diomedes; Attendants
A Soothsayer. A Clown.
Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt.
Octavia, Sister to Cæsar, and Wife to Antony.
} Attendants on Cleopatra.
Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and other Attendants.
SCENE, dispersed; in several parts of the Roman Empire.
ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA.
ACT I. SCENE I.
ALEXANDRIA. A ROOM IN CLEOPATRA'S PALACE.
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.
Take but good note, and you shall see in him
Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much. Ant. There's beggary in the love that can be reckon❜d.
Cleo. I'll set a bourn how far to be belov'd. Ant. Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth.
Enter an Attendant.
Att. News, my good lord, from Rome.
'Grates me:-The sum.
Cleo. Nay, hear them, Antony:
Call in the messengers.-As I am Egypt's queen,
Ant. Let Rome in Tiber melt! and the wide arch
Of the rang'd empire fall! Here is my space;
And such a twain can do't, in which, I bind
On pain of punishment, the world to weet,
Why did he marry Fulvia, and not love her?-
Will be himself.
But stirr❜d by Cleopatra.
Now, for the love of Love, and her soft hours,
Fie, wrangling queen!
To make itself, in thee, fair and admir'd!
The qualities of people. Come, my queen;
That he approves the common liar, who
Thus speaks of him at Rome: But I will hope
Rest you happy!
I'm full sorry,
THE SAME. ANOTHER ROOM.
Enter Charmian, Iras, Alexas, and a Soothsayer. Char. Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most any thing Alexas, almost most absolute Alexas, where's the soothsayer that you praised so to the queen? O, that I knew this husband, which, you say, must change his horns with garlands!
Sooth. Your will?
Char. Is this the man?-Is't you, sir, that know things?
Sooth. In nature's infinite book of secrecy,
A little I can read.
Show him your hand.
Eno. Bring in the banquet quickly; wine enough, Cleopatra's health to drink.
Char. Good sir, give me good fortune.
Sooth. I make not, but foresee.
Char. Pray then, foresee me one.
Sooth. You shall be yet far fairer than you are.,
Char. He means, in flesh.
Iras. No, you shall paint when you are old.
Char. Wrinkles forbid!
Alex. Vex not his prescience; be attentive..
Sooth. You shall be more beloving, than belov'd.