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In all my writings. Go with me, and see
What I can show in this.
(Exeunt.)

Scene II IT

(Alexandria. A room in the monument.)

Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras.

CLEOPATRA
My desolation does begin to make
A better life: ’tis paltry to be Cæsar:

Not being Fortune, he’s but Fortune’s knave,
A minister of her will: and it is great
To do that thing that ends all other deeds, [5]
Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change;
Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung,

The beggar’s nurse, and Cæsar’s.

Enter Proculeius.

PROCULEIUS
Cæsar sends greeting to the Queen of Egypt,
And bids thee study on what fair demands [10]
Thou mean’st to have him grant thee.

CLEOPATRA

What’s thy name?

PROCULEIUS

My name is Proculeius.

CLEOPATRA
Antony
Did tell me of you, bade me trust you, but
I do not greatly care to be deceiv’d