Part 65

ARSINOE.

Take some fair truce.

CLEOPATRA.

I will go study mischief, And put a look on, arm'd with all my cunnings. Shall meet him like a basilisk, and strike him. Love! put destroying flame into mine eyes, Into my smiles deceits, that I may torture him-- That I may make him love to death, and laugh at him

Enter APOLLODORUS.

APOLLODORUS.

Cæsar commends his service to your grace

CLEOPATRA.

His service? What's his service?

EROS.

Pray you be patient The noble Cæsar loves still.

CLEOPATRA.

What's his will?

APOLLODORUS.

He craves access unto your highness.

CLEOPATRA

No;-- Say no; I will have none to trouble me.

ARSINOE.

Good sister!--

CLEOPATRA.

None, I say. I will be private. Would thou hadst flung me into Nilus, keeper, When first thou gav'st consent to bring my body To this unthankful Cæsar!

APOLLODORUS.

'Twas your will, madam. Nay more, your charge upon me, as I honor'd you. You know what danger I endur'd.

CLEOPATRA.

Take this, [giving a jewel, And carry it to that lordly Cæsar sent thee; There's a new love, a handsome one, a rich one,-- One that will hug his mind: bid him make love to it: Tell the ambitious broker this will suffer--

Enter CÆSAR.

APOLLODORUS.

He enters.