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Caesar, 'tis his schoolmaster:
An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither
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Caesar, 'tis his schoolmaster:
An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither
He sends so poor a pinion off his wing,
Which had superfluous kings for messengers
Not many moons gone by.
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OCTAVIUS. Let him appear that's come from Antony.
Know you him?
DOLABELLA. Caesar, 'tis his schoolmaster:
An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither
He sends so poor a pinion off his wing,
Which had superfluous kings for messengers
Not many moons gone by.
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Caesar, I shall.
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Caesar, I shall.
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OCTAVIUS. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield;
Being so frustrate, tell him he mocks
The pauses that he makes.
DOLABELLA. Caesar, I shall.
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Proculeius,
What thou hast done thy master Caesar knows,
And he hath sen...
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Proculeius,
What thou hast done thy master Caesar knows,
And he hath sent for thee: for the queen,
I'll take her to my guard.
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PROCULEIUS. You do extend
These thoughts of horror further than you shall
Find cause in Caesar.
DOLABELLA. Proculeius,
What thou hast done thy master Caesar knows,
And he hath sent for thee: for the queen,
I'll take her to my guard.
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Most noble empress, you have heard of me?
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Most noble empress, you have heard of me?
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CLEOPATRA. Say, I would die.
DOLABELLA. Most noble empress, you have heard of me?
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I understand not, madam.
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I understand not, madam.
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CLEOPATRA. No matter, sir, what I have heard or known.
You laugh when boys or women tell their dreams;
Is't not your trick?
DOLABELLA. I understand not, madam.
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If it might please ye,--
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If it might please ye,--
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CLEOPATRA. I dreamt there was an Emperor Antony:
O, such another sleep, that I might see
But such another man!
DOLABELLA. If it might please ye,--
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Most sovereign creature,--
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Most sovereign creature,--
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CLEOPATRA. His face was as the heav'ns; and therein stuck
A sun and moon, which kept their course, and lighted
The little O o' th'earth.
DOLABELLA. Most sovereign creature,--
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Cleopatra!
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Cleopatra!
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CLEOPATRA. His legs bestrid the ocean: his reared arm
Crested the world. His voice was propertied
As all the tunèd spheres, and that to friends;
But when he meant to quail and shake the orb,
He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty,
There was no winter in't; an autumn it was
That grew the more by reaping. His delights
Were dolphin-like; they show'd his back above
The element they lived in: in his livery
Walked crowns and crownets. Realms and islands were
As plates dropped from his pocket.
DOLABELLA. Cleopatra!
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Gentle madam, no.
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Gentle madam, no.
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CLEOPATRA. Think you there was, or might be, such a man
As this I dreamt of?
DOLABELLA. Gentle madam, no.
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Hear me, good madam.
Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear it
As...
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Hear me, good madam.
Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear it
As answering to the weight: would I might never
O'ertake pursued success, but I do feel,
By the rebound of yours, a grief that smites
My very heart at root.
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CLEOPATRA. You lie, up to the hearing of the gods.
But if there be, or ever were one such,
It's past the size of dreaming. Nature wants stuff
To vie strange forms with fancy; yet, t'imagine
And Antony, were nature's piece 'gainst fancy,
Condemning shadows quite.
DOLABELLA. Hear me, good madam.
Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear it
As answering to the weight: would I might never
O'ertake pursued success, but I do feel,
By the rebound of yours, a grief that smites
My very heart at root.
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I am loath to tell you what I would you knew.
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I am loath to tell you what I would you knew.
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CLEOPATRA. I thank you, sir,
Know you what Caesar means to do with me?
DOLABELLA. I am loath to tell you what I would you knew.
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Though he be honourable,--
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Though he be honourable,--
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CLEOPATRA. Nay, pray you, sir,--
DOLABELLA. Though he be honourable,--
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Madam, he will; I know't.
[Flourish, and shout within, 'Make way there:]
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Madam, he will; I know't.
[Flourish, and shout within, 'Make way there:]
Octavius Caesar!']
[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS,]
MECAENAS, SELEUCUS, and others of his Train]
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CLEOPATRA. He'll lead me, then, in triumph?
DOLABELLA. Madam, he will; I know't.
[Flourish, and shout within, 'Make way there:]
Octavius Caesar!']
[Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS,]
MECAENAS, SELEUCUS, and others of his Train]
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Madam, as thereto sworn by your command,
Which my love makes religion to obe...
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Madam, as thereto sworn by your command,
Which my love makes religion to obey,
I tell you this: Caesar through Syria
Intends his journey; and within three days
You with your children will he send before:
Make your best use of this: I have perform'd
Your pleasure and my promise.
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CLEOPATRA. Dolabella!
DOLABELLA. Madam, as thereto sworn by your command,
Which my love makes religion to obey,
I tell you this: Caesar through Syria
Intends his journey; and within three days
You with your children will he send before:
Make your best use of this: I have perform'd
Your pleasure and my promise.
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I your servant,
Adieu, good queen; I must attend on Caesar.
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I your servant,
Adieu, good queen; I must attend on Caesar.
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CLEOPATRA. Dolabella,
I shall remain your debtor.
DOLABELLA. I your servant,
Adieu, good queen; I must attend on Caesar.
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How goes it here?
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How goes it here?
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Charmian. It is well done, and fitting for a princess
Descended of so many royal kings.
Ah, soldier!
DOLABELLA. How goes it here?
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O sir, you are too sure an augurer;
That you did fear is done.
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O sir, you are too sure an augurer;
That you did fear is done.
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DOLABELLA. Caesar, thy thoughts
Touch their effects in this: thyself art coming
To see perform'd the dreaded act which thou
So sought'st to hinder.
DOLABELLA. O sir, you are too sure an augurer;
That you did fear is done.
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Who was last with them?
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Who was last with them?
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OCTAVIUS. Bravest at the last,
She levell'd at our purposes, and, being royal,
Took her own way. The manner of their deaths?
I do not see them bleed.
DOLABELLA. Who was last with them?
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Here, on her breast,
There is a vent of blood and something blown:
The l...
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Here, on her breast,
There is a vent of blood and something blown:
The like is on her arm.
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OCTAVIUS. O noble weakness!
If they had swallow'd poison, 'twould appear
By external swelling: but she looks like sleep,
As she would catch another Antony
In her strong toil of grace.
DOLABELLA. Here, on her breast,
There is a vent of blood and something blown:
The like is on her arm.
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