And on the sudden dropp'd.
Cæs. O noble weakness!
If they had swallow'd poison 'twould appear
By external swelling; but she looks like sleep,
As she would catch another Antony 348
In her strong toil of grace.
Dol. Here, on her breast,
There is a vent of blood, and something blown;
The like is on her arm.
First Guard. This is an aspic's trail; and these fig-leaves 352
Have slime upon them, such as the aspic leaves
Upon the caves of Nile.
Cæs. Most probable
That so she died; for her physician tells me
She hath pursu'd conclusions infinite 356
Of easy ways to die. Take up her bed;
And bear her women from the monument.
She shall be buried by her Antony:
No grave upon the earth shall clip in it 360
A pair so famous. High events as these
Strike those that make them; and their story is
No less in pity than his glory which
Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall, 364
In solemn show, attend this funeral,
And then to Rome. Come, Dolabella, see
High order in this great solemnity. Exeunt omnes.
349 toil: net
350 vent: effusion
blown: swollen
356 conclusions: experiments
360 clip: enfold
FINIS.
