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So saucy with the hand of she here (what's her name,
Thyr. Mark Antony,
Tug him away ; being whipped,
[Exeunt Attend., with THYREUS. You were half blasted ere I knew you.—Ha! Have I my pillow lest unpressed in Rome, Forborne the getting of a lawful race, And by a gem of women, to be abused By one that looks on feeders ?2 Cleo.
Good my lord,
0, is it come to this?
Wherefore is this?
1 Since she ceased to be Cleopatra.
2 i. e. on menials. Servants are called eaters and feeders by several of our old dramatic writers.
4 Wantonly. 5 This is an allusion, however improper, to the Psalms.
3 Close up.
The horned herd! for I have savage cause ;
Re-enter Attendants, with THYREUS. 1 Att. Soundly, my lord. . Ant. Cried he? and begged he pardon ? 1 Att. He did ask favor.
Ant. If that thy father live, let him repent Thou wast not made his daughter; and be thou sorry To follow Cæsar in his triumph, since Thou hast been whipped for following him : henceforth, The white hand of a lady fever thee, Shake thou to look on't.-Get thee back to Cæsar, Tell him thy entertainment. Look, thou say, He makes me angry with him; for he seems Proud and disdainful; harping on what I am ; Not what he knew I was. He makes me angry ; And at this time most easy 'tis to do't ; When my good stars, that were my former guides, Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires Into the abysm of hell. If he mislike My speech, and what is done ; tell him, he has Hipparchus, my enfranchised bondman, whom He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture, As he shall like, to quito me. Urge it thou ; Hence, with thy stripes; begone.
[Exit Thyreus. Cleo. Have you done yet? Ant.
Alack, our terrene moon
I must stay his time.
1 i. e. ready, active. 2 To requite me.
3 i. e. with a menial attendant. Points were the laces with which our ancestors fastened their trunk-hose.
Not know me yet? Ant. Cold-hearted toward me? Cleo.
Ah, dear, if I be so, From my cold heart let heaven engender hail, And poison it in the source; and the first stone Drop in my neck; as it determines, so Dissolve my life! The next Cæsarion’ smite ! Till, by degrees, the memory of my womb, Together with my brave Egyptians all, By the discandying of this pelleted storm, Lie graveless; till the flies and gnats of Nile Have buried them for prey! Ant.
I am satisfied.
That's my brave lord !
It is my birthday. I had thought to have held it poor ; but, since my lord Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra.
1 That is, as the hailstone dissolves or wastes away.
5 Feast days in the colleges of either university, are called gaudy days, as they were formerly in the Inns of Court.
Ant. We'll yet do well.
force The wine peep through their scars.—Come on, my
[Exeunt AST., Cleo., and Attendants. Eno. Now he'll outstare the lightning. To be
SCENE I. Cæsar's Camp at Alexandria.
Enter CÆSAR, reading a letter ; AGRIPPA, Mecænas,
Cæsar must think,
1 i. e. the estridge falcon.
When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted
Let our best heads
SCENE II. Alexandria. A Room in the Palace.
Enter Antony, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN,
IRAS, ALEXAS, and others.
Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,
Eno. I'll strike ; and cry, Take all.2
Well said ; come on. Call forth my household servants ; let's to-night
Enter Servants.. Be bounteous at our meal.—Give me thy hand; Thou hast been rightly honest ;—so hast thou ;And thou,—and thou,—and thou :—you have served
me well, And kings have been your
What means this?
1 i. e. take advantage of.