Cle.
Where is the fellow?

Ale.
—Half afeard to come.

Cle.
Go to, go to:—Come hither, sir. Enter Messenger.

Ale.
—Good majesty,
Herod of Jewry dare not look upon you,
But when you are well pleas'd.

Cle.
—That Herod's head
I'll have: But how? when Antony is gone,
Through whom I might command it.—Come thou near.

Mes.
Most gracious majesty,—

Cle.
—Did'st thou behold
Octavia?

Mes.
—Ay, dread Queen.

Cle.
—Where?

Mes.
—Madam, in Rome
I look'd her in the face; and saw her led
Between her brother and Mark Antony.

Cle.
Is she as tall as me?

Mes.
—She is not, madam.

Cle.
Did'st hear her speak? Is she shrill-tongu'd, or low?

Mes.
Madam, I heard her speak; she is low-voic'd.

Cle.
That's not so good:—he cannot like her long.

Cha.
Like her? O Isis! 'tis impossible.

Cle.
I think so, Charmian: Dull of tongue, and dwarfish!—
What majesty is in her gate? Remember;
If e'er thou look'dst on majesty.

Mes.
—She creeps;
Her motion and her station are as one:
She shews a body, rather than a life;
A statue, than a breather.

Cle.
—Is this certain?

Mes.
Or I have no observance.

Cha.
—Three in Egypt
Cannot make better note.

Cle.
—He's very knowing,
I do perceive't:—There's nothing in her yet:—
The fellow has good judgment.

Cha.
—Excellent.

Cle.
Guess at her years, I prythee.

Mes.
—Her years, madam?
She was a widow:

Cle.
—Widow?—Charmian, hark.

Mes.
And I do think, she's thirty.

Cle.
—Bear'st thou her face
In mind? is't long, or round?

Mes.
—Round, even to faultiness.

Cle.
For the most part too, they are foolish that are so.—
Her hair, what colour?

Mes.
—Brown, madam: And her forehead
As low as she would wish it.

Cle.
—There's &dagger2; gold for thee.
Thou must not take my former sharpness ill:
I will employ thee back again; I find thee

Most fit for business: Go, make thee ready, while
Our letters are prepar'd. [Exit Messenger.

Cha.
—A proper man.

Cle.
Indeed, he is so: I repent me much,
That so I harry'd him. Why, methinks, by him,
This creature's no such thing.

Cha.
—O, nothing, madam.

Cle.
The man hath seen some majesty, and should know.

Cha.
Hath he seen majesty? Isis else defend,
And serving you so long!

Cle.
I have one thing more to ask him yet, good Charmian:—
But 'tis no matter; thou shalt bring him to me
Where I will write: All may be well enough.

Cha.
I warrant you, madam. [Exeunt.

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