Antony and Cleopatra by William Shakespeare
Act 5 - Scene 2
Alexandria. A room in the monument.
Cleopatra : My desolation does begin to make
[p]A better life. 'Tis paltry to be
Caesar;
[p]Not being Fortune, he's but Fortune's knave,
[p]A minister
of her will: and it is great
[p]To do that thing that ends all other
deeds;
[p]Which shackles accidents and bolts up change;
[p]Which
sleeps, and never palates more the dug,
[p]The beggar's nurse and
Caesar's.
[p][Enter, to the gates of the monument,
PROCULEIUS,]
[p]GALLUS and Soldiers]
Proculeius : Caesar sends greeting to the Queen of Egypt;
[p]And bids thee study on
what fair demands
[p]Thou mean'st to have him grant thee.
Cleopatra : What's thy name?
Proculeius : My name is Proculeius.
Cleopatra : Antony
[p]Did tell me of you, bade me trust you; but
[p]I do not
greatly care to be deceived,
[p]That have no use for trusting. If your
master
[p]Would have a queen his beggar, you must tell him,
[p]That
majesty, to keep decorum, must
[p]No less beg than a kingdom: if he
please
[p]To give me conquer'd Egypt for my son,
[p]He gives me so
much of mine own, as I
[p]Will kneel to him with thanks.
Proculeius : Be of good cheer;
[p]You're fall'n into a princely hand, fear
nothing:
[p]Make your full reference freely to my lord,
[p]Who is so
full of grace, that it flows over
[p]On all that need: let me report
to him
[p]Your sweet dependency; and you shall find
[p]A conqueror
that will pray in aid for kindness,
[p]Where he for grace is kneel'd
to.
Cleopatra : Pray you, tell him
[p]I am his fortune's vassal, and I send him
[p]The
greatness he has got. I hourly learn
[p]A doctrine of obedience; and
would gladly
[p]Look him i' the face.
Proculeius : This I'll report, dear lady.
[p]Have comfort, for I know your plight
is pitied
[p]Of him that caused it.
Gallus : You see how easily she may be surprised:
[p][Here PROCULEIUS and two
of the Guard ascend the]
[p]monument by a ladder placed against a
window, and,
[p]having descended, come behind CLEOPATRA. Some
of
[p]the Guard unbar and open the gates]
[p][To PROCULEIUS and the
Guard]
[p]Guard her till Caesar come.
Iras : Royal queen!
Charmian : O Cleopatra! thou art taken, queen:
Cleopatra : Quick, quick, good hands.
Proculeius : Hold, worthy lady, hold:
[p][Seizes and disarms her]
[p]Do not
yourself such wrong, who are in this
[p]Relieved, but not betray'd.
Cleopatra : What, of death too,
[p]That rids our dogs of languish?
Proculeius : Cleopatra,
[p]Do not abuse my master's bounty by
[p]The undoing of
yourself: let the world see
[p]His nobleness well acted, which your
death
[p]Will never let come forth.
Cleopatra : Where art thou, death?
[p]Come hither, come! come, come, and take a
queen
[p]Worthy many babes and beggars!
Proculeius : O, temperance, lady!
Cleopatra : Sir, I will eat no meat, I'll not drink, sir;
[p]If idle talk will
once be necessary,
[p]I'll not sleep neither: this mortal house I'll
ruin,
[p]Do Caesar what he can. Know, sir, that I
[p]Will not wait
pinion'd at your master's court;
[p]Nor once be chastised with the
sober eye
[p]Of dull Octavia. Shall they hoist me up
[p]And show me to
the shouting varletry
[p]Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in
Egypt
[p]Be gentle grave unto me! rather on Nilus' mud
[p]Lay me stark
naked, and let the water-flies
[p]Blow me into abhorring! rather
make
[p]My country's high pyramides my gibbet,
[p]And hang me up in
chains!
Proculeius : You do extend
[p]These thoughts of horror further than you
shall
[p]Find cause in Caesar.
Dolabella : Proculeius,
[p]What thou hast done thy master Caesar knows,
[p]And he
hath sent for thee: for the queen,
[p]I'll take her to my guard.
Proculeius : So, Dolabella,
[p]It shall content me best: be gentle to her.
[p][To
CLEOPATRA]
[p]To Caesar I will speak what you shall please,
[p]If
you'll employ me to him.
Cleopatra : Say, I would die.
Dolabella : Most noble empress, you have heard of me?
Cleopatra : I cannot tell.
Dolabella : Assuredly you know me.
Cleopatra : No matter, sir, what I have heard or known.
[p]You laugh when boys or
women tell their dreams;
[p]Is't not your trick?
Dolabella : I understand not, madam.
Cleopatra : I dream'd there was an Emperor Antony:
[p]O, such another sleep, that
I might see
[p]But such another man!
Dolabella : If it might please ye,--
Cleopatra : His face was as the heavens; and therein stuck
[p]A sun and moon,
which kept their course,
[p]and lighted
[p]The little O, the earth.
Dolabella : Most sovereign creature,--
Cleopatra : His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm
[p]Crested the world: his
voice was propertied
[p]As all the tuned spheres, and that to
friends;
[p]But when he meant to quail and shake the orb,
[p]He was as
rattling thunder. For his bounty,
[p]There was no winter in't; an
autumn 'twas
[p]That grew the more by reaping: his delights
[p]Were
dolphin-like; they show'd his back above
[p]The element they lived in:
in his livery
[p]Walk'd crowns and crownets; realms and islands
were
[p]As plates dropp'd from his pocket.
Dolabella : Cleopatra!
Cleopatra : Think you there was, or might be, such a man
[p]As this I dream'd of?
Dolabella : Gentle madam, no.
Cleopatra : You lie, up to the hearing of the gods.
[p]But, if there be, or ever
were, one such,
[p]It's past the size of dreaming: nature wants
stuff
[p]To vie strange forms with fancy; yet, to imagine
[p]And
Antony, were nature's piece 'gainst fancy,
[p]Condemning shadows
quite.
Dolabella : Hear me, good madam.
[p]Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear
it
[p]As answering to the weight: would I might never
[p]O'ertake
pursued success, but I do feel,
[p]By the rebound of yours, a grief
that smites
[p]My very heart at root.
Cleopatra : I thank you, sir,
[p]Know you what Caesar means to do with me?
Dolabella : I am loath to tell you what I would you knew.
Cleopatra : Nay, pray you, sir,--
Dolabella : Though he be honourable,--
Cleopatra : He'll lead me, then, in triumph?
Dolabella : Madam, he will; I know't.
[p][Flourish, and shout within, 'Make way
there:]
[p]Octavius Caesar!']
[p][Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, GALLUS,
PROCULEIUS,]
[p]MECAENAS, SELEUCUS, and others of his Train]
Dolabella : It is the emperor, madam.
Cleopatra : Sir, the gods
[p]Will have it thus; my master and my lord
[p]I must
obey.
Cleopatra : Sole sir o' the world,
[p]I cannot project mine own cause so
well
[p]To make it clear; but do confess I have
[p]Been laden with
like frailties which before
[p]Have often shamed our sex.
Cleopatra : And may, through all the world: 'tis yours; and we,
[p]Your scutcheons
and your signs of conquest, shall
[p]Hang in what place you please.
Here, my good lord.
Cleopatra : This is the brief of money, plate, and jewels,
[p]I am possess'd of:
'tis exactly valued;
[p]Not petty things admitted. Where's Seleucus?
Seleucus : Here, madam.
Cleopatra : This is my treasurer: let him speak, my lord,
[p]Upon his peril, that
I have reserved
[p]To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucus.
Seleucus : Madam,
[p]I had rather seal my lips, than, to my peril,
[p]Speak that
which is not.
Cleopatra : What have I kept back?
Seleucus : Enough to purchase what you have made known.
Cleopatra : See, Caesar! O, behold,
[p]How pomp is follow'd! mine will now be
yours;
[p]And, should we shift estates, yours would be mine.
[p]The
ingratitude of this Seleucus does
[p]Even make me wild: O slave, of no
more trust
[p]Than love that's hired! What, goest thou back? thou
shalt
[p]Go back, I warrant thee; but I'll catch thine eyes,
[p]Though
they had wings: slave, soulless villain, dog!
[p]O rarely base!
Cleopatra : O Caesar, what a wounding shame is this,
[p]That thou, vouchsafing
here to visit me,
[p]Doing the honour of thy lordliness
[p]To one so
meek, that mine own servant should
[p]Parcel the sum of my disgraces
by
[p]Addition of his envy! Say, good Caesar,
[p]That I some lady
trifles have reserved,
[p]Immoment toys, things of such dignity
[p]As
we greet modern friends withal; and say,
[p]Some nobler token I have
kept apart
[p]For Livia and Octavia, to induce
[p]Their mediation;
must I be unfolded
[p]With one that I have bred? The gods! it smites
me
[p]Beneath the fall I have.
[p][To SELEUCUS]
[p]Prithee, go
hence;
[p]Or I shall show the cinders of my spirits
[p]Through the
ashes of my chance: wert thou a man,
[p]Thou wouldst have mercy on
me.
Cleopatra : Be it known, that we, the greatest, are misthought
[p]For things that
others do; and, when we fall,
[p]We answer others' merits in our
name,
[p]Are therefore to be pitied.
Cleopatra : My master, and my lord!
Cleopatra : He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not
[p]Be noble to
myself: but, hark thee, Charmian.
Iras : Finish, good lady; the bright day is done,
[p]And we are for the
dark.
Cleopatra : Hie thee again:
[p]I have spoke already, and it is provided;
[p]Go put
it to the haste.
Charmian : Madam, I will.
Dolabella : Where is the queen?
Charmian : Behold, sir.
Cleopatra : Dolabella!
Dolabella : Madam, as thereto sworn by your command,
[p]Which my love makes
religion to obey,
[p]I tell you this: Caesar through Syria
[p]Intends
his journey; and within three days
[p]You with your children will he
send before:
[p]Make your best use of this: I have perform'd
[p]Your
pleasure and my promise.
Cleopatra : Dolabella,
[p]I shall remain your debtor.
Dolabella : I your servant,
[p]Adieu, good queen; I must attend on Caesar.
Cleopatra : Farewell, and thanks.
[p][Exit DOLABELLA]
[p]Now, Iras, what think'st
thou?
[p]Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shalt be shown
[p]In Rome, as well
as I. mechanic slaves
[p]With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers,
shall
[p]Uplift us to the view; in their thick breaths,
[p]Rank of
gross diet, shall be enclouded,
[p]And forced to drink their vapour.
Iras : The gods forbid!
Cleopatra : Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras: saucy lictors
[p]Will catch at us, like
strumpets; and scald rhymers
[p]Ballad us out o' tune: the quick
comedians
[p]Extemporally will stage us, and present
[p]Our
Alexandrian revels; Antony
[p]Shall be brought drunken forth, and I
shall see
[p]Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness
[p]I' the
posture of a whore.
Iras : O the good gods!
Cleopatra : Nay, that's certain.
Iras : I'll never see 't; for, I am sure, my nails
[p]Are stronger than mine
eyes.
Cleopatra : Why, that's the way
[p]To fool their preparation, and to
conquer
[p]Their most absurd intents.
[p][Re-enter CHARMIAN]
[p]Now,
Charmian!
[p]Show me, my women, like a queen: go fetch
[p]My best
attires: I am again for Cydnus,
[p]To meet Mark Antony: sirrah Iras,
go.
[p]Now, noble Charmian, we'll dispatch indeed;
[p]And, when thou
hast done this chare, I'll give thee leave
[p]To play till doomsday.
Bring our crown and all.
[p]Wherefore's this noise?
Guard : Here is a rural fellow
[p]That will not be denied your highness
presence:
[p]He brings you figs.
Cleopatra : Let him come in.
[p][Exit Guardsman]
[p]What poor an instrument
[p]May
do a noble deed! he brings me liberty.
[p]My resolution's placed, and
I have nothing
[p]Of woman in me: now from head to foot
[p]I am
marble-constant; now the fleeting moon
[p]No planet is of mine.
Guard : This is the man.
Cleopatra : Avoid, and leave him.
[p][Exit Guardsman]
[p]Hast thou the pretty worm
of Nilus there,
[p]That kills and pains not?
Clown : Truly, I have him: but I would not be the party
[p]that should desire
you to touch him, for his biting
[p]is immortal; those that do die of
it do seldom or
[p]never recover.
Cleopatra : Rememberest thou any that have died on't?
Clown : Very many, men and women too. I heard of one of
[p]them no longer than
yesterday: a very honest woman,
[p]but something given to lie; as a
woman should not
[p]do, but in the way of honesty: how she died of
the
[p]biting of it, what pain she felt: truly, she makes
[p]a very
good report o' the worm; but he that will
[p]believe all that they
say, shall never be saved by
[p]half that they do: but this is most
fallible, the
[p]worm's an odd worm.
Cleopatra : Get thee hence; farewell.
Clown : I wish you all joy of the worm.
Cleopatra : Farewell.
Clown : You must think this, look you, that the worm will
[p]do his kind.
Cleopatra : Ay, ay; farewell.
Clown : Look you, the worm is not to be trusted but in the
[p]keeping of wise
people; for, indeed, there is no
[p]goodness in worm.
Cleopatra : Take thou no care; it shall be heeded.
Clown : Very good. Give it nothing, I pray you, for it is
[p]not worth the
feeding.
Cleopatra : Will it eat me?
Clown : You must not think I am so simple but I know the
[p]devil himself will
not eat a woman: I know that a
[p]woman is a dish for the gods, if the
devil dress her
[p]not. But, truly, these same whoreson devils do
the
[p]gods great harm in their women; for in every ten
[p]that they
make, the devils mar five.
Cleopatra : Well, get thee gone; farewell.
Clown : Yes, forsooth: I wish you joy o' the worm.
Cleopatra : Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have
[p]Immortal longings in me:
now no more
[p]The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this
lip:
[p]Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear
[p]Antony call;
I see him rouse himself
[p]To praise my noble act; I hear him
mock
[p]The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men
[p]To excuse their
after wrath: husband, I come:
[p]Now to that name my courage prove my
title!
[p]I am fire and air; my other elements
[p]I give to baser
life. So; have you done?
[p]Come then, and take the last warmth of my
lips.
[p]Farewell, kind Charmian; Iras, long farewell.
[p][Kisses
them. IRAS falls and dies]
[p]Have I the aspic in my lips? Dost
fall?
[p]If thou and nature can so gently part,
[p]The stroke of death
is as a lover's pinch,
[p]Which hurts, and is desired. Dost thou lie
still?
[p]If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world
[p]It is not
worth leave-taking.
Charmian : Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain; that I may say,
[p]The gods
themselves do weep!
Cleopatra : This proves me base:
[p]If she first meet the curled Antony,
[p]He'll
make demand of her, and spend that kiss
[p]Which is my heaven to have.
Come, thou
[p]mortal wretch,
[p][To an asp, which she applies to her
breast]
[p]With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate
[p]Of life at
once untie: poor venomous fool
[p]Be angry, and dispatch. O, couldst
thou speak,
[p]That I might hear thee call great Caesar
ass
[p]Unpolicied!
Charmian : O eastern star!
Cleopatra : Peace, peace!
[p]Dost thou not see my baby at my breast,
[p]That sucks
the nurse asleep?
Charmian : O, break! O, break!
Cleopatra : As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle,--
[p]O Antony!--Nay, I
will take thee too.
[p][Applying another asp to her arm]
[p]What
should I stay--
Charmian : In this vile world? So, fare thee well.
[p]Now boast thee, death, in
thy possession lies
[p]A lass unparallel'd. Downy windows,
close;
[p]And golden Phoebus never be beheld
[p]Of eyes again so
royal! Your crown's awry;
[p]I'll mend it, and then play.
First Guard : Where is the queen?
Charmian : Speak softly, wake her not.
First Guard : Caesar hath sent--
Charmian : Too slow a messenger.
[p][Applies an asp]
[p]O, come apace, dispatch!
I partly feel thee.
First Guard : Approach, ho! All's not well: Caesar's beguiled.
Second Guard : There's Dolabella sent from Caesar; call him.
First Guard : What work is here! Charmian, is this well done?
Charmian : It is well done, and fitting for a princess
[p]Descended of so many
royal kings.
[p]Ah, soldier!
Dolabella : How goes it here?
Second Guard : All dead.
Dolabella : Caesar, thy thoughts
[p]Touch their effects in this: thyself art
coming
[p]To see perform'd the dreaded act which thou
[p]So sought'st
to hinder.
Dolabella : O sir, you are too sure an augurer;
[p]That you did fear is done.
Dolabella : Who was last with them?
First Guard : A simple countryman, that brought her figs:
[p]This was his basket.
First Guard : O Caesar,
[p]This Charmian lived but now; she stood and spake:
[p]I
found her trimming up the diadem
[p]On her dead mistress; tremblingly
she stood
[p]And on the sudden dropp'd.
Dolabella : Here, on her breast,
[p]There is a vent of blood and something
blown:
[p]The like is on her arm.
First Guard : This is an aspic's trail: and these fig-leaves
[p]Have slime upon
them, such as the aspic leaves
[p]Upon the caves of Nile.
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