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CHARMIAN
Well, if you were but an inch of fortune better than I, where would you
choose it?
IRAS
Not in my husband’s nose.
CHARMIAN
Our worser thoughts heavens mend! Alexas, − come, his fortune, his fortune!
O, let him marry a [60] woman that cannot go, sweet Isis, I beseech thee,
and let her die too, and give him a worse, and let worse follow worse, till the
worst of all follow him laughing to his grave, fifty-fold a cuckold! Good Isis,
hear me this prayer, thought thou deny me a matter of more [65] weight:
good Isis, I beseech thee!
IRAS
Amen, dear goddess, hear that prayer of the people! for, as it is a heart-
breaking to see a handsome man loose-wiv’d, so it is a deadly sorrow to
behold a foul knave uncuckolded: therefore, dear Isis, keep decorum, [70]
and fortune him accordingly!
CHARMIAN
Amen.
ALEXAS
Lo now, if it lay in their hands to make me a cuckold, they would make
themselves whores, but they’d do’t. [75]
ENOBARBUS
Hush, here comes Antony.
Enter Cleopatra.
CHARMIAN
Not he, the queen.
CLEOPATRA
