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William Shakespeare (1564–1616).  The Oxford Shakespeare.  1914.

Antony and Cleopatra

Act III. Scene X.


Egypt. CÆSAR’S Camp.
 
  
Enter CÆSAR, DOLABELLA, THYREUS, and Others.
 
  cæs.  Let him appear that’s come from Antony. 
Know you him?   4
  Dol.        Cæsar, ’tis his schoolmaster: 
An argument that he is pluck’d, when hither 
He sends so poor a pinion of his wing, 
Which had superfluous kings for messengers   8
Not many moons gone by. 
  
Enter EUPHRONIUS.
 
  Cæs.        Approach, and speak. 
  Euph.  Such as I am, I come from Antony:  12
I was of late as petty to his ends 
As is the morn-dew on the myrtle-leaf 
To his grand sea. 
  Cæs.        Be’t so. Declare thine office.  16
  Euph.  Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and 
Requires to live in Egypt; which not granted, 
He lessens his requests, and to thee sues 
To let him breathe between the heavens and earth,  20
A private man in Athens; this for him. 
Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness, 
Submits her to thy might, and of thee craves 
The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs,  24
Now hazarded to thy grace. 
  Cæs.        For Antony, 
I have no ears to his request. The queen 
Of audience nor desire shall fail, so she  28
From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend, 
Or take his life there; this if she perform, 
She shall not sue unheard. So to them both. 
  Euph.  Fortune pursue thee!  32
  Cæs.        Bring him through the bands.  [Exit EUPHRONIUS. 
[To THYREUS.] To try thy eloquence, now ’tis time; dispatch. 
From Antony win Cleopatra; promise, 
And in our name, what she requires; add more,  36
From thine invention, offers. Women are not 
In their best fortunes strong, but want will perjure 
The ne’er-touch’d vestal. Try thy cunning, Thyreus; 
Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we  40
Will answer as a law. 
  Thyr.        Cæsar, I go. 
  cæs.  Observe how Antony becomes his flaw, 
And what thou think’st his very action speaks  44
In every power that moves. 
  Thyr.        Cæsar, I shall.  [Exeunt. 

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