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Bid her have good heart;
She soon shall know of us, by some of ours,
How honourable, and how kindly we
Determine for her. For Cæsar cannot live

To be ungentle.

EGYPTIAN
So the gods preserve thee! [60]
(Exit.)

CÆSAR
Come hither, Proculeius. Go and say
We purpose her no shame: give her what comforts

The quality of her passion shall require,
Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke
She do defeat us. For her life in Rome [65]
Would be eternal in our triumph: go,

And with your speediest bring us what she says,
And how you find of her.

PROCULEIUS
Cæsar, I shall.
(Exit.)

CÆSAR
Gallus, go you along. (Exit Gallus.) Where’s Dolabella,

To second Proculeius?

ALL
Dolabella! [70]

CÆSAR
Let him alone: for I remember now
How he’s employ’d: he shall in time be ready.
Go with me to my tent, where you shall see

How hardly I was drawn into this war,
How calm and gentle I proceeded still [75]