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John Bell [1774], Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays, As they are now performed at the Theatres Royal in London; Regulated from the Prompt Books of each House By Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; By the Authors of the Dramatic Censor (Printed for John Bell... and C. Etherington [etc.], York) [word count] [S10401].
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SCENE X. A Camp in Egypt. Cæsar's Tent. Enter Cæsar, Thyreus, Dolabella, and Others.

Cæs.
Let him appear that's come from Antony.—
Know you him?

Dol.
Cæsar, 'tis his school-master:
An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither
He sends so poor a pinion of his wing,
Which had superfluous kings for messengers,
Not many moons gone by.
Enter Euphronius.

Cæs.
Approach, and speak.

Eup.
Such as I am, I come from Antony:
I was of late as petty to his ends,
As is the morn dew on the myrtle leaf
To his grand sea‡ note.

Cæs.
Be it so; declare thine office.

Eup.
Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and
Requires to live in Egypt: which not granted,
He lessens his requests; and to thee sues
To let him breathe between the heaven and earth,
A private man in Athens: This for him.
Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness;
Submits her to thy might; and of thee craves
The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs,
Now hazarded to thy grace.

Cæs.
For Antony,
I have no ears to his request. The queen
Of audience, nor desire, shall fail; so she
From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend,
Or take his life there: This if she perform,
She shall not sue unheard. So to them both.

Eup.
Fortune pursue thee!

-- 324 --

Cæs.
Bring him through the bands. [Exit Euphronius, attended.
To try thy eloquence, now 'tis time: Dispatch;
From Antony win Cleopatra: promise,
And in our name, what she requires; add more,
From thine invention offers: Women are not,
In their best fortunes, strong; but want will perjure
The ne'er-touch'd vestal: Try thy cunning, Thyreus;
Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we
Will answer as a law.

Thy.
Cæsar, I go.

Cæs.
Observe how Antony becomes his flaw;
And what thou think'st his very action speaks
In every power that moves.

Thy.
Cæsar, I shall.
[Exeunt.
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John Bell [1774], Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays, As they are now performed at the Theatres Royal in London; Regulated from the Prompt Books of each House By Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; By the Authors of the Dramatic Censor (Printed for John Bell... and C. Etherington [etc.], York) [word count] [S10401].
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