Page 2476 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

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. [30]

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 [35]

Most fit for business. Go, make thee ready,
Our letters are prepar’d.
(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. [40]

CLEOPATRA