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	[Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS]

CLEOPATRA: Where is the fellow?

ALEXAS: Half afeard to come.

CLEOPATRA: Go to, go to.

	[Enter the Messenger as before]

	Come hither, sir.

ALEXAS: Good majesty,
	Herod of Jewry dare not look upon you
	But when you are well pleased.

CLEOPATRA: That Herod's head
	I'll have: but how, when Antony is gone
	Through whom I might command it? Come thou near.

Messenger: Most gracious majesty,--

CLEOPATRA: Didst thou behold Octavia?

Messenger: Ay, dread queen.

CLEOPATRA: Where?

Messenger: Madam, in Rome;
	I look'd her in the face, and saw her led
	Between her brother and Mark Antony.

CLEOPATRA: Is she as tall as me?

Messenger: She is not, madam.

CLEOPATRA: Didst hear her speak? is she shrill-tongued or low?

Messenger: Madam, I heard her speak; she is low-voiced.

CLEOPATRA: That's not so good: he cannot like her long.

CHARMIAN: Like her! O Isis! 'tis impossible.

CLEOPATRA: I think so, Charmian: dull of tongue, and dwarfish!
	What majesty is in her gait? Remember,
	If e'er thou look'dst on majesty.

Messenger: She creeps:
	Her motion and her station are as one;
	She shows a body rather than a life,
	A statue than a breather.

CLEOPATRA: Is this certain?

Messenger: Or I have no observance.

CHARMIAN: Three in Egypt
	Cannot make better note.

CLEOPATRA: He's very knowing;
	I do perceive't: there's nothing in her yet:
	The fellow has good judgment.

CHARMIAN: Excellent.

CLEOPATRA: Guess at her years, I prithee.

Messenger: Madam,
	She was a widow,--

CLEOPATRA:                   Widow! Charmian, hark.

Messenger: And I do think she's thirty.

CLEOPATRA: Bear'st thou her face in mind? is't long or round?

Messenger: Round even to faultiness.

CLEOPATRA: For the most part, too, they are foolish that are so.
	Her hair, what colour?

Messenger: Brown, madam: and her forehead
	As low as she would wish it.

CLEOPATRA: There's gold for thee.
	Thou must not take my former sharpness ill:
	I will employ thee back again; I find thee
	Most fit for business: go make thee ready;
	Our letters are prepared.

	[Exit Messenger]

CHARMIAN: A proper man.

CLEOPATRA: Indeed, he is so: I repent me much
	That so I harried him. Why, methinks, by him,
	This creature's no such thing.

CHARMIAN: Nothing, madam.

CLEOPATRA: The man hath seen some majesty, and should know.

CHARMIAN: Hath he seen majesty? Isis else defend,
	And serving you so long!

CLEOPATRA: I have one thing more to ask him yet, good Charmian:
	But 'tis no matter; thou shalt bring him to me
	Where I will write. All may be well enough.

CHARMIAN: I warrant you, madam.

	[Exeunt]




	ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA





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