Blow me into abhorring! rather make 60
My country's high pyramides my gibbet,
And hang me up in chains!
Pro. You do extend
These thoughts of horror further than you shall
Find cause in Cæsar.
Enter Dolabella.
Dol. Proculeius, 64
What thou hast done thy master Cæsar knows,
And he hath sent for thee; as for the queen,
I'll take her to my guard.
Pro. So, Dolabella,
It shall content me best; be gentle to her. 68
[To Cleopatra.] To Cæsar I will speak what you shall please,
If you'll employ me to him.
Cleo. Say, I would die.
Exit Proculeius.
Dol. Most noble empress, you have heard of me?
Cleo. I cannot tell.
Dol. Assuredly you know me. 72
Cleo. No matter, sir, what I have heard or known.
You laugh when boys or women tell their dreams;
Is 't not your trick?
Dol. I understand not, madam.
Cleo. I dreamt there was an Emperor Antony: 76
O! such another sleep, that I might see
But such another man.
Dol. If it might please ye,—
Cleo. His face was as the heavens, and therein stuck
A sun and moon, which kept their course, and lighted 80
