Page 2560 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Our care and pity is so much upon you,
That we remain your friend, and so adieu.

CLEOPATRA
My master, and my lord!

CÆSAR
Not so: adieu.
(Flourish. Exeunt Cæsar and his Train.)

CLEOPATRA
He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not [190]

Be noble to myself. But hark thee Charmian.
(Whispers.)

IRAS
Finish, good lady, the bright day is done,
And we are for the dark.

CLEOPATRA

Hie thee again,
I have spoke already, and it is provided,
Go put it to the haste.

CHARMIAN
Madam, I will. [195]

(Re-)enter Dolabella.

DOLABELLA
Where’s the queen?

CHARMIAN

Behold, sir.
(Exit Charmian.)

CLEOPATRA