Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Oh Madam, Caesar's th' unexampled mirror Of royalty, and does as far exceed All petty Kings in goodness as in power. And if my humblest services in aught May give content to royal Cleopatra I shall be proud to be commanded still. Thanks good Epaphroditus. That love is true that's showed in misery. But what have I forgot? I had a note Of some particulars I meant to give To Caesar's hand and quite forgot it here. Nor would I trust the carriage of a thing Of so great consequence to every hand. Will you command my service? I shall rest Indebted to your love; Caesar will thank you. It much concerns both his estate and mine. Be speedy good Epaphroditus, for I long to hear his answer. Fear not Madam. A quick performance, it rejoices me To see her look so cheerily again. So now my trouble is removed, I come, I come my dearest Lord Antonius, Never till now thy true and faithful love. My much abused Lord, do not disdain Or blush t'acknowledge Cleopatra's name When tears and blood have washed her spotted soul. Wert thou alive again, not all the world Should shake my constancy, or make divorce Twixt thee and me: but since too late, alas, My tears of sorrow come, I'll follow thee, And beg thy pardon in the other world. All crimes are there for evermore forgot. There Ariadne pardons Theseus' falsehood. Dido forgives the perjured Prince of Troy, And Troilus repentant Cressida. Though false to thee alive, I now am come A faithful lover of thy dust and comb. Marcus Agrippa, I have here provided As Caesar gave in charge two Libyan Psyls. All Afrique yields not fitter for his purpose. They look like likely ones. They have been proved, And have already on my soldiers, When they were bit by Serpents, done strange cures, Past all belief or hope, recalled fled life Back to his mansion, and beyond the power Of Aesculapius have sucked and charmed The mortal venom from their dying limbs. These two, Agrippa in their infancy Their doubting sires to try their lawful births (As Eagles try their Eaglets 'gainst the Sun) Exposed to mortal Serpents, and were so Confirmed in what they sought, the trembling Snakes Durst not assault the Infants. Here he comes. Are those the men? Yes, Caesar. Carry them To Cleopatraes Palace; let them wa Near to Epaphroditus. What's the news? How fares the Queen? Never more cheery Sir. Her looks express her hopes; nor in her words Can she conceal her inward cheerfulness. But one thing, Sir, she said she had forgot, Which nearly did concern both you and her; And that in such a cause she durst not trust A common messenger, requesting me To give it to your hands.
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Oh Madam, Caeſar's th' unexampled mirrour Of royaltie, and does as far exceed All petie Kings in goodneſſe as in power. And if my humbleſt ſervices in ought May give content to royall Cleopatra I ſhall be proud to be commanded ſtill. Thanks good Epaphroditus. That love is true that's ſhew'd in miſry. But what have I forgot? I had a note Of ſome particulars I meant to give To Caeſar's hand and quite forgot it here. Nor would I truſt the cariage of a thing Of ſo great conſequence to every hand. Will you command my ſervice? I ſhall reſt Indebted to your love; Caeſar will thank you. It much concerns both his eſtate and mine. Be ſpeedy good Epaphroditus, for I long to heare his anſwer. Fear not Madam. A quick performance, it rejoyces me To ſee her look ſo cheerily again. So now my trouble is remov'd, I come, I come my deareſt Lord Antonius, Never till now thy true and faithfull love. My much abuſed Lord, do not diſdain Or bluſh t'acknowlege Cleopatra's name When tears and bloud have waſh'd her ſpotted ſoul▪ Wert thou alive again, not all the world Should ſhake my conſtancie, or make divorce Twixt thee and mee: but ſince too late, alas, My tears of ſorrow come, I'll follow thee, And beg thy pardon in the other world. All crimes are there for evermore forgot. There Ariadne pardons Theſeus falſhood. Dido forgives the perjur'd Prince of Troy, And Troilus repentant Creſſida. Though falſe to thee alive, I now am come A faithfull lover of thy duſt and combe. Marcus Agrippa, I have here provided As Caeſar gave in charge two Libyan Pſyls. All Afrik yields not fitter for his purpoſe. They look like likely ones. They have been prov'd, And have already on my ſouldiers, When they were bit by Serpents, done ſtrange cures, Paſt all belief or hope, recall'd fled life Back to his manſion, and beyond the power Of Aeſculapius have ſuck'd and charm'd The mortall venome from their dying limbs. Theſe two, Agrippa in their infancy Their doubting ſires to try their lawfull births (As Eagles try their Eaglets 'gainſt the Sun) Expos'd to mortall Serpents, and were ſo Confirm'd in what they ſought, the trembling Snakes Durſt not aſſault the Infants. Here he comes. Are thoſe the men? Yes, Caeſar. Carry them To Cleopatraes Palace; let them wa Neer to Epaphroditus. What's the news? How fares the Queen? Never more cheery Sir. Her looks expreſſe her hopes; nor in her words Can ſhe conceal her inward cheerfulneſſe. But one thing, Sir, ſhe ſai'd ſhe had forgot, Which neerly did concern both you and her; And that in ſuch a cauſe ſhe durſt not truſt A common meſſenger, requeſting me To give it to your hands.