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Cæs. Good queen, let us entreat you.
Cleo. O Cæsar, what a wounding shame is this ; That thou, vouchsafing here to visit me, Doing the honour of thy lordliness To one so meek, that mine own servant should Parcel the sum of my disgraces by Addition of his envy! Say, good Cæsar, That I some lady trifles have reservod, Im moment toys, things of such dignity As we greet modern friends withal ; and say, Some nobler token I have kept apart For Livia, and Octavia, to induce Their mediation ; must I be unfolded With one that I have bred? The gods ! It smites me Beneatij the fall I have. Pr’ythee, go hence ; [T. SEL. Or I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance :-Wert thou a man, Thou wouldst have mercy on me. Cæs. Forbear, Seleucus.
[Exit SELEUCUS. Cleo. Be it known, that we,the greatest, are misthought For things that others do ; and, when we fall, We answer others’ merits in our name, Are therefore to be pitied.2
Cleo. My master, and my lord !
Cleo. He words me,girls, he words me,that I should not Be noble to myself : But hark thee, Charmian.
[Whispers CHARMIAN. Iras. Finish, good lady ; the bright day is done, (1) Base in an uncommon degree. STEEV.
12;. We suffer at our high st state of elevation in the thoughts of mankind for that which others do, and when we fall, those that contented themselves only to think ill before, call us to answer in our own names for the merits of others. We are therefore to be pitied' Merits is in this place taken in an ill sense, for actions meriting censure. JOHNS. (3) Be not a prisoner in imagination, when in reality you are free. Joj.
And we are for the dark.
Cleo. Hie thee again :
[Exit CA ARMIAN. Cleo. Dolabelia ?
Dol. Madam, as thereto sworn by your command,
Dol. I your servant.
Iras, what think'st thou ?
Iras. The gods forbid !
Cleo. Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras : Saucy lictors
Iras. O the good gods !
Iras. I'll never see it ; for, I am sure, my nails
Cleo. Why, that is the way
[4) Scald-a word of contempt implying poverty, disease, and filth. JOH. 151 The parts of women were acred on the stage by boys. HANMER. Enter CHARMIAN. Show me, my women,
like a queen ;-Go fetch
Enter one of the Guard.
Re-enter Guard, with a Clown bringing a basket.
[Exit Guard. Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there, That kills and pains not ?
Clown. Truly I have him : But I would not be the party that should desire you to touch him, for his biting is immortal ; those, that do die of it, do seldom or never recover.
Cleo. Remember'st thou any that have died on’t ?
Clown. Very many, men and women too. I heard of one of them no longer than yesterday ; a very honest woman, but something given to lie ; as a woman should not do, but in the way of honesty : How she died of the biting of it, what pain she felt, — truly, she makes a very good report o'the worm ; but he that will believe all that they say, shall never be saved by half that they do: But this is most fallible, the worm's an odd worın.
Cleo. Get thee hence ; farewell.
Clown. You must think this, look you, that the worm will do his kind.
Cleo. Ay, ay ; farewell. [S] Worm is the Teutonick word for serpent; we have the blind-worm and slow-worm still in our language, and the Norwegians call an enormous monster,'seen sometimes in ibe northern ocean, the sea-worm. JOHNS:
Clown. Look you, the worm is not to be trusted, but in the keeping of wise people ; for, indeed, there is no goodness in the worm.
Cleo. Take thou no care ; it shall be heeded.
Clown. Very good : give it nothing, I pray you, for it is not worth the feeding.
Cleo. Will it eat me ?
Clown. You must not think I am so simple, but I know the devil himself will not eat a woman : I know, that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not. But, truly, these same whoreson devils do the gods great harm in their women ; for in every ten that they make, the devils mar five.
Cleo. Well, get thee gone ; farewell.
Re-enter Iras, with a Robe, Crown, &c.
[Kisses them. Iras falls and dies.
Char. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain; that I may say,
Cleo. This proves me base :
[70 the asp, which she applies to her breast.