The quality of her passion shall require ;

Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke
She do defeat us: for her life in Rome

Would be eternal in our triumph: Go,

And, with your speediest, bring us what she says,
And how you find of her.

Pro. Cæsar, I shall.

[Exit Proculeius.

Cas. Gallus, go you along.-Where's Dolabella,

To second Proculeius?

Agr. Mec. Dolabella!

Cas. Let him alone, for I remember now

[Exit Gallus.

How he's employ'd; he shall in time be ready.
Go with me to my tent; where you shall see
How hardly I was drawn into this war;
How calm and gentle I proceeded still
In all my writings: Go with me, and see
What I can show in this.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II

ALEXANDRIA. A ROOM IN THE MONUMENT.

Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras.

Cleo. My desolation does begin to make
A better life: 'Tis paltry to be Cæsar;
Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave,
A minister of her will; And it is great

To do that thing that ends all other deeds;
Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change;
Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung,
The beggar's nurse and Cæsar's.

Enter, to the gates of the Monument, Proculeius, Gallus, and Soldiers.

Pro. Cæsar sends greeting to the queen of Egypt;

And bids thee study on what fair demands

Thou mean'st to have him grant thee.

Cleo. [within.] What's thy name?

Pro. My name is Proculeius.

Cleo. [within.] Antony

Did tell me of you, bade me trust you; but

I do not greatly care to be deceiv'd,

That have no use for trusting. If your master

Would have a queen his beggar, you must tell him,

That majesty, to keep decorum, must

No lefs beg than a kingdom: if he please

To give me conquer'd Egypt for my son,

He gives me so much of mine own, as I

Will kneel to him with thanks.

Pro. Be of good cheer;

You are fallen into a princely hand, fear nothing:

Make your full reference freely to my lord,

Who is so full of grace, that it flows over
On all that need: Let me report to him
Your sweet dependancy; and you shall find

A conqueror, that will pray in aid for kindness,
Where he for grace is kneel'd to.

Cleo. [within.] Pray you, tell him

I am his fortune's vafsal, and I send him
The greatness he has got. I hourly learn
A doctrine of obedience; and would gladly
Look him i' the face.

Pro. This I'll report, dear lady.

Have comfort; for, I know, your plight is pitied
Of him that caus'd it.

Gal. You see how easily she may be surpriz'd;

[Here Proculeius, and two of the guard, ascend the monument by a ladder placed against a window, and having descended, come behind Cleopatra. Some of the guard unbar and open the gates.

Guard her till Cæsar come.

[to Proculeius and the guard. Exit Gallus.

Iras. Royal queen!

Char. O Cleopatra! thou art taken, queen!—

Cleo. Quick, quick, good hands. [drawing a dagger. Pro. Hold, worthy lady, hold: [seizes and disarms her. Do not yourself such wrong, who are in this

Reliev'd, but not betray'd.

Cleo. What, of death too,

That rids our dogs of languish?

Pro. Cleopatra,

Do not abuse my master's bounty, by

The undoing of yourself: let the world see

His nobleness well acted, which your death
Will never let come forth.

Cleo. Where art thou, death?

Come hither, come! come, come, and take a queen Worth many babes and beggars!

Pro. O, temperance, lady!

Cleo. Sir, I will eat no meat, I'll not drink, sir; If idle talk will once be necefsary,

I'll not sleep neither: This mortal house I'll ruin,
Do Cæsar what he can. Know, sir, that I
Will not wait pinion'd at your master's court;
Nor once be chástis'd with the sober eye
Of dull Octavia. Shall they hoist me up,
And show me to the shouting varletry
Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt
Be gentle grave to me! rather on Nilus' mud
Lay me stark naked, and let the water-flies
Blow me into abhorring! rather make
My country's high pyramides my gibbet,
And hang me up in chains!

Pro. You do extend

These thoughts of horror further than

Find cause in Cæsar.

Enter Dolabella.

Dol. Proculeius,

What thou hast done thy master Cæsar knows,
And he hath sent for thee: for the queen,

I'll take her to my guard.

Pro. So, Dolabella,

It shall content me best: be gentle to her.