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Act I, Scene 5
1Alexandria. Cleopatra’s palace.
2Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Mardian.
3CleopatraCharmian!
4CharmianMadam?
5CleopatraHa, ha!
Give me to drink mandragora.
6CharmianWhy, madam?
7CleopatraThat I might sleep out this great gap of time
My Antony is away.
8CharmianYou think of him too much.
9CleopatraO, ’tis treason!
10CharmianMadam, I trust, not so.
11CleopatraThou, eunuch Mardian!
12MardianWhat’s your highness’ pleasure?
13CleopatraNot 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?
14MardianYes, gracious madam.
15CleopatraIndeed!
16MardianNot 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.
17CleopatraO 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.
18Enter Alexas.
19AlexasSovereign of Egypt, hail!
20CleopatraHow 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?
21AlexasLast thing he did, dear queen,
He kiss’d—the last of many doubled kisses—
This orient pearl. His speech sticks in my heart.
22CleopatraMine ear must pluck it thence.
23Alexas“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.
24CleopatraWhat, was he sad or merry?
25AlexasLike to the time o’ the year between the extremes
Of hot and cold, he was nor sad nor merry.
26CleopatraO 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?
27AlexasAy, madam, twenty several messengers:
Why do you send so thick?
28CleopatraWho’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?
29CharmianO that brave Caesar!
30CleopatraBe choked with such another emphasis!
Say, the brave Antony.
31CharmianThe valiant Caesar!
32CleopatraBy Isis, I will give thee bloody teeth,
If thou with Caesar paragon again
My man of men.
33CharmianBy your most gracious pardon,
I sing but after you.
34CleopatraMy 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. Exeunt.