Iras. I'll never see it; for, I am sure, my nails Are stronger than mine eyes. Cleo. Why, that is the way To fool their preparation, and to conquer Show me, my women, like a queen ;-Go fetch And, when thou hast done this chare, I'll give thee leave To play till dooms-day.-Bring our crown and all. Wherefore's this noise? [Exit IRAS. Enter one of the Guard. Guard. Here is a rural fellow, A noise within. That will not be denied your highness' presence; Cleo, Let him come in. How poor an instrument [Exit Guard. May do a noble deed! he brings me liberty. Re-enter Guard, with a Clown bringing a basket. Cleo. Avoid, and leave him. Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there, That kills and pains not? [Exit Guard. Clown. Truly I have him : But I would not be the party that should desire you to touch him, for his biting is immortal; those, that do die of it, do seldom or never recover. Cleo. Remember'st thou any that have died on't? Clown. Very many, men and women too. I heard of one of them no longer than yesterday; a very honest woman, but something given to lie; as a woman should not do, but in the way of honesty: How she died of the biting of it, what pain she felt,-truly, she makes a very good report o'the worm; but he that will believe all that they say, shall never be saved by half that they do: But this is most fallible, the worm's an odd worm. [6] Worm is the Teutonick word for serpent; we have the blind-worm and slow worm still in our language, and the Norwegians call an enormous monster, seen sometimes in the northern ocean, the sea-worm. JOHNSON. 12 VOL. VIII. H 2 Cleo. Get thee hence; farewell. Clown. I wish you all joy of the worm. Cleo. Farewell. [Clown sets down the Basket. Clown. You must think this, look you, that the worm will do his kind. Cleo. Ay, ay; farewell. Clown. Look you, the worm is not to be trusted, but in the keeping of wise people; for, indeed, there is no goodness in the worm. Cleo. Take thou no care; it shall be heeded. Clown. Very good give it nothing, I pray you, for it is not worth the feeding. Cleo. Will it eat me? Clown. You must not think I am so simple, but I know the devil himself will not eat a woman: I know, that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not. But, truly, these same whoreson devils do the gods great harm in their women; for in every ten that they make, the devils mar five. Cleo. Well, get thee gone; farewell. Clown. Yes, forsooth; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter IRAS, with a Robe, Crown, &c. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip :---- To praise my noble act; I hear him mock I give to baser life.-So,-have you done? [Kisses them. IRAs falls and dies. Have I the aspick in my lips? Dost fall? Which hurts, and is desir'd. Dost thou lie still? If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world It is not worth leave-taking. Char. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain; that I may say, The gods themselves do weep! Cleo. This proves me base : If she first meet the curled Antony, He'll make demand of her; and spend that kiss, Come, mortal wretch, [To the asp, which she applies to her breast. With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate Of life at once untie: poor venemous fool, Char. O eastern star! Cleo. Peace, peace! Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, That sucks the nurse asleep? Char. O, break! O, break! Cleo. As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle,~O Antony!--Nay, I will take thee too : What should I stay [Applying another asp to her arm: [Falls on a bed, and dres Char. In this wild world ?—So, fare thee well.~ Now boast thee, death in thy possession lies A lass unparallel'd.-Downy windows, close;" And golden Phoebus never be beheld Of eyes again so royal! Your crown's awry; Enter the Guard, rushing in. 1 Guard. Where is the queen? [Applies the asp. -O, come; apace, despatch: I partly feel thee. 1 Guard. Approach, ho! All's not well: Cæsar's beguil❜d. 2 Guard. There's Dolabella sent from Cæsar ;-call him. 1 Guard. What work is here ?-Charmian, is this well Char. It is well done, and fitting for a princess [done? Descended of so many royal kings. Ah, soldier! Enter DOLABELLA. Dol. How goes it here? 2 Guard. All dead. Dol. Cæsar, thy thoughts Touch their effects in this: Thyself art coming [Dies. [7] Charmian, in saying this, must be conceived to close Cleopatra's eyes: one of the first ceremonies performed towards a dead body RITSON. To see perform'd the dreaded act, which thou Within. A way there, way for Cæsar! Enter CESAR, and Attendants. Dol. O, sir, you are too sure an augurer; That you did fear, is done. Cæs. Bravest at the last : She levell'd at our purposes, and, being royal, Dol. Who was last with them? 1 Guard. A simple countryman, that brought her figs: This was his basket. Cas. Poison'd then. 1 Guard. O Cæsar, This Charmian lived but now; she stood, and spake : On her dead mistress; tremblingly she stood, Cas. O noble weakness ! If they had swallow'd poison, 'twould appear In her strong toil of grace. Dol. Here, on her breast, There is a vent of blood, and something blown : 1 Guard. This is an aspick's train; and these fig-leaves Have slime upon them, such as the aspick leaves Upon the caves of Nile.. Cas. Most probable, That so she died; for her physician tells me, She hath pursu'd conclusions infinite Of easy ways to die.-Take up her bed ; And bear her women from the monument :~~~ No grave upon the earth shall clip in it Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall, [Exeunt. |