To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, To rush into the secret house of death, Ere death dare come to us? How do you, women? What, what? good cheer? Why, how now, Chai mian? My noble girls!-Ah, women, women! look, Our lamp is spent, it's out;-Good sirs, take heart:- And make death proud to take us. Come, away: ACT V. DEATH. My desolation does begin to make CLEOPATRA'S DREAM, AND DESCRIPTION OF ANTONY, But such another man! Dol. If it might please you, Cleo. His face was as the heavens; and therein stuck A sun, and moon; which kept their course, and lighted The little O, the earth. Dol. Most sovereign creature,Cleo. His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends: • Servant But when he meant to quail* and shake the orb, Walk'd crowns, and crownets; realms and islands were As platest dropp'd from his pocket. FIRM RESOLUTION. How poor an instrument May do a noble deed! he brings me liberty. CLEOPATRA'S SPEECH ON APPLYING THE ASP. To praise my noble act; I hear him mock I give to baser life.-So,-have you done? If thou and nature can so gently part, Char. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain; that I may say, + Silver money. * Crush. Inconstant. This proves me base: The gods themselves do weep! Cleo. If she first meet the curled Antony, He'll make demands of her; and spend that kiss, Which is my heaven to have. Come, mortal wretch, [To the asp, which she applies to her breast. With thy sharp teeth, this knot intrinsicate Be angry, and despatch. O, could'st thou speak! Char. Cleo. O eastern star! Peace, peace! Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, Char. [Applying another asp to her arm. What should I stay- [Falls on a bed, and dies. Char. In this wild world?-So, fare thee well.Now boast thee, death! in thy possession lies A lass unparallel'd. CORIOLANUS. ACT I. A MOB. WHAT would you have, you curs, That like nor peace, nor war? the one affrights you, Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is, To make him worthy, whose offence subdues him, ness, *Unpolitic to leave me to myself. |