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    Act 1. Scene V

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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 movest?
    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, from OCTAVIUS CAESAR

    ALEXAS
    Sovereign of Egypt, hail!

    CLEOPATRA
    How much unlike art thou Mark Antony!
    Yet, coming from him, that great medicine 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 throne with kingdoms; all the east,
    Say thou, shall call her mistress.' So he nodded,
    And soberly did mount an arm-gaunt 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' the 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 choked 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.

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