Antony and Cleopatra

Antony and Cleopatra

ACT I SCENE V	Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace.
	Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and MARDIAN
CLEOPATRA	Charmian!
CHARMIAN	Madam?
CLEOPATRA	Ha, ha!
	Give me to drink mandragora.	5
CHARMIAN	Why, madam?
CLEOPATRA	That I might sleep out this great gap of time
	My Antony is away.
CHARMIAN	You think of him too much.
CLEOPATRA	O, 'tis treason!	10
CHARMIAN	Madam, I trust, not so.
CLEOPATRA	Thou, eunuch Mardian!
MARDIAN	What's your highness' pleasure?
CLEOPATRA	Not now to hear thee sing; I take no pleasure
	In aught an eunuch has: 'tis well for thee,	15
	That, being unseminar'd, thy freer thoughts
	May not fly forth of Egypt. Hast thou affections?
MARDIAN	Yes, gracious madam.
CLEOPATRA	Indeed!
MARDIAN	Not in deed, madam; for I can do nothing	20
	But what indeed is honest to be done:
	Yet have I fierce affections, and think
	What Venus did with Mars.
CLEOPATRA	O Charmian,
	Where think'st thou he is now? Stands he, or sits he?	25
	Or does he walk? or is he on his horse?
	O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony!
	Do bravely, horse! for wot'st thou whom thou movest?
	The demi-Atlas of this earth, the arm
	And burgonet of men. He's speaking now,	30
	Or murmuring 'Where's my serpent of old Nile?'
	For so he calls me: now I feed myself
	With most delicious poison. Think on me,
	That am with Phoebus' amorous pinches black,
	And wrinkled deep in time? Broad-fronted Caesar,	35
	When thou wast here above the ground, I was
	A morsel for a monarch: and great Pompey
	Would stand and make his eyes grow in my brow;
	There would he anchor his aspect and die
	With looking on his life.	40
	Enter ALEXAS, from OCTAVIUS CAESAR
ALEXAS	Sovereign of Egypt, hail!
CLEOPATRA	How much unlike art thou Mark Antony!
	Yet, coming from him, that great medicine hath
	With his tinct gilded thee.
	How goes it with my brave Mark Antony?	45
ALEXAS	Last thing he did, dear queen,
	He kiss'd,--the last of many doubled kisses,--
	This orient pearl. His speech sticks in my heart.
CLEOPATRA	Mine ear must pluck it thence.
ALEXAS	'Good friend,' quoth he,	50
	'Say, the firm Roman to great Egypt sends
	This treasure of an oyster; at whose foot,
	To mend the petty present, I will piece
	Her opulent throne with kingdoms; all the east,
	Say thou, shall call her mistress.' So he nodded,	55
	And soberly did mount an arm-gaunt steed,
	Who neigh'd so high, that what I would have spoke
	Was beastly dumb'd by him.
CLEOPATRA	What, was he sad or merry?
ALEXAS	Like to the time o' the year between the extremes	60
	Of hot and cold, he was nor sad nor merry.
CLEOPATRA	O well-divided disposition! Note him,
	Note him good Charmian, 'tis the man; but note him:
	He was not sad, for he would shine on those
	That make their looks by his; he was not merry,	65
	Which seem'd to tell them his remembrance lay
	In Egypt with his joy; but between both:
	O heavenly mingle! Be'st thou sad or merry,
	The violence of either thee becomes,
	So does it no man else. Met'st thou my posts?	70
ALEXAS	Ay, madam, twenty several messengers:
	Why do you send so thick?
CLEOPATRA	Who's born that day
	When I forget to send to Antony,
	Shall die a beggar. Ink and paper, Charmian.	75
	Welcome, my good Alexas. Did I, Charmian,
	Ever love Caesar so?
CHARMIAN	O that brave Caesar!
CLEOPATRA	Be choked with such another emphasis!
	Say, the brave Antony.	80
CHARMIAN	The valiant Caesar!
CLEOPATRA	By Isis, I will give thee bloody teeth,
	If thou with Caesar paragon again
	My man of men.
CHARMIAN	By your most gracious pardon,	85
	I sing but after you.
CLEOPATRA	My salad days,
	When I was green in judgment: cold in blood,
	To say as I said then! But, come, away;
	Get me ink and paper:	90
	He shall have every day a several greeting,
	Or I'll unpeople Egypt.
	Exeunt