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

Dol.
Cæsar, 'tis his Schoolmaster,
An argument that he is pluckt, when hither
He sends so poor a Pinnion of his Wing,
Which had superfluous Kings for Messengers,
Not many Moons gone by. Enter Ambassador from Antony.

Cæs.
Approach, and speak.

Amb.
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.

Cæs.
Be't so, declare thine Office.

Amb.
Lord of his Fortunes he salutes thee, and
Requires to live in Ægypt; which not granted
He lessens his Requests, and to thee sues
To let him breath between the Heav'ns 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 Ptolomies 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 Ægypt drive her all-disgraced Friend,
Or take his Life there. This, if she perform,
She shall not sue unheard. So to them both.

Amb.
Fortune pursue thee.

Cæs.
Bring him through the Bands: [Exit Ambassador.
To try thy Eloquence, now 'tis time, dispatch,
From Antony win Cleopatra, promise [To Thidias,
And in our Name, when 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, Thidias,
Make thine own Edict for thy pains, which we
Will answer as a Law.

Thid.
Cæsar, I go.

Cæs.
Observe how Antony becomes his flaw,
And what thou thinkest his very Action speaks
In every power that moves.

Thid.
Cæsar, I shall. [Exeunt.

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