Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1607 [c.1606-1608] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 482 words
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Cleopatra, Not what you have reserved, nor what acknowledged Put we i' th' Roll of Conquest: still be't yours, Bestow it at your pleasure, and believe Caesar's no Merchant, to make prize with you Of things that Merchants sold. Therefore be cheered, Make not your thoughts your prisons: No dear Queen, For we intent so to dispose you, as Yourself shall give us counsel: Feed, and sleep: Our care and pity is so much upon you, That we remaine your Friend, and so adieu. My Master, and my Lord. Not so: Adieu. He words me Girls, he words me, That I should not be Noble to myself. But hark thee Charmian. Finish good Lady, the bright day is done, And we are for the dark. Hie thee again, I have spoke already, and it is provided, Go put it to the haste. Madam, I will. Where's the Queen? Behold sir. Dolabella. Madam, as thereto sworn, by your command (Which my love makes Religion to obey) I tell you this: Caesar through Syria Intends his journey, and within three days, You with your Children will he send before, Make your best use of this. I have performed Your pleasure, and my promise. Dolabella, I shall remain your debtor. I your Servant: Adieu good Queen, I must attend on Caesar. Farewell, and thankes. Now Iras, what thinkest thou? Thou, an Egyptian Puppet shall be shown In Rome aswell as I: Mechanic Slaves With greasy Aprons, Rules, and Hammers shall Vplift us to the view. In their thick breaths, Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclowded, And forced to drink their vapour. The Gods forbidden. Nay, 'tis most certain Iras: saucy Lictors Will catch at us like Strumpets, and scald Rhymers Ballads us out a Tune. The quick Comedians Extemporally will stage us, and present Our Alexandrian Revels: Anthony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see Some squeaking Cleopatra Boy my greatness I' th' posture of a Whore. O the good Gods! Nay that's certain. I'll never see't? for I am sure mine Nails Are stronger than mine eyes. Why that's the way to fool their preparation, And to conquer their most absurd intents. Now Charmian. Show me my Women like a Queen: Go fetch My best Attires. I am again for Cidrus, To meet Mark Anthony. Sirrah Iras, go (Now Noble Charmian, we'll dispatch indeed,) And when thou hast done this chare, I'll give thee leave To play till Doomsday: bring our Crown, and all. Wherefore's this noise? here is a rural Fellow, That will not be denied your Highness' presence, He brings you Figs. Let him come in. What poor an Instrument May do a Noble deed: he brings me liberty: My Resolution's placed, and I have nothing Of woman in me: Now from head to foot I am Marble constant: now the fleeting Moon No Planet is of mine.
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Cleopatra, Not what you haue reſeru'd, nor what acknowledg'd Put we i' th' Roll of Conqueſt: ſtill bee't yours, Beſtow it at your pleaſure, and beleeue Caeſars no Merchant, to make prize with you Of things that Merchants ſold. Therefore be cheer'd, Make not your thoughts your priſons: No deere Queen, For we intend ſo to diſpoſe you, as Your ſelfe ſhall giue vs counſell: Feede, and ſleepe: Our care and pitty is ſo much vpon you, That we remain your Friend, and ſo adieu. My Maſter, and my Lord. Not ſo: Adieu. He words me Gyrles, he words me, That I ſhould not be Noble to my ſelfe. But hearke thee Charmian. Finiſh good Lady, the bright day is done, And we are for the darke. Hye the againe, I haue ſpoke already, and it is prouided, Go put it to the haſte. Madam, I will. Where's the Queene? Behold ſir. Dolabella. Madam, as thereto ſworne, by your command (Which my loue makes Religion to obey) I tell you this: Caeſar through Syria Intends his iourney, and within three dayes, You with your Children will he ſend before, Make your beſt vſe of this. I haue perform'd Your pleaſure, and my promiſe. Dolabella, I ſhall remaine your debter. I your Seruant: Adieu good Queene, I muſt attend on Caeſar. Farewell, and thankes. Now Iras, what think'ſt thou? Thou, an Egyptian Puppet ſhall be ſhewne In Rome aſwell as I: Mechanicke Slaues With greazie Aprons, Rules, and Hammers ſhall Vplift vs to the view. In their thicke breathes, Ranke of groſſe dyet, ſhall we be enclowded, And forc'd to drinke their vapour. The Gods forbid. Nay, 'tis moſt certaine Iras: ſawcie Lictors Will catch at vs like Strumpets, and ſcald Rimers Ballads vs out a Tune. The quicke Comedians Extemporally will ſtage vs, and preſent Our Alexandrian Reuels: Anthony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I ſhall ſee Some ſqueaking Cleopatra Boy my greatneſſe I' th' poſture of a Whore. O the good Gods! Nay that's certaine. Ile neuer ſee't? for I am ſure mine Nailes Are ſtronger then mine eyes. Why that's the way to foole their preparation, And to conquer their moſt abſurd intents. Now Charmian. Shew me my Women like a Queene: Go fetch My beſt Attyres. I am againe for Cidrus, To meete Marke Anthony. Sirra Iras, go (Now Noble Charmian, wee'l diſpatch indeede,) And when thou haſt done this chare, Ile giue thee leaue To play till Doomeſday: bring our Crowne, and all. Wherefore's this noiſe? Heere is a rurall Fellow, That will not be deny'de your Highneſſe preſence, He brings you Figges. Let him come in. What poore an Inſtrument May do a Noble deede: he brings me liberty: My Reſolution's plac'd, and I haue nothing Of woman in me: Now from head to foote I am Marble conſtant: now the fleeting Moone No Planet is of mine.