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should not do, but in the way of honesty : how she died of the biting of it; what pain she felt. Truly, she makes a very good report o'the worm: But he that will believe all that they say, shall never be saved by half that they do. But this is most fallible, the worm's an odd worm.
Cleo. Get thee hence; farewell.
[Setting down his Basket. Cleo. Farewell.
Clown. You must think this, look you, that the worm will do his kind.
Cleo. Ay, ay; farewell.
Clown. Look you, the worm is not to be trusted, but in the keeping of wise people; for, indeed, there is no goodness in the worm.
Cleo. Take thou no care; it shall be heeded.
Cloun. Very good : give it nothing, I pray you, for it is not worth the feeding.
Cleo. Well, get thee gone; farewell.
[Goes to a Bed, or Sofa, which she ascends ;
her Women compose her on it: Iras sets the Basket, which she has been holding upon ker
own Arm, by her. Now to that name my courage prove my title !
I am fire, and air ; my other elements
[Kissing them. IRAs falls.
Cleo. This proves me base :
[To the Asp; applying it to her Breast.
[Stirring it. Be angry, and despatch. O, couldst thou speak!
, That I might hear thee call great Cæsar, ass, Unpolicy'd !
Char. O eastern star !
Cleo. Peace, peace:
Char. O, break! O, break!
Cleo. As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentleO Antony !-Nay, I will take thee too :
[ Applying another Asp to her Arm. What should I stay
[Dies. Enter some of the Guard. 1 Guard. Where is the queen ? Chur. Speak sofily, wake her not.
1 Guard. Cæsar hath sent
[Applying the Asp.
beguild. 2 Guard. There's Dolabella, sent from Cæsar: call
Char. It is well done, and fitting for a princess
Dol. Cæsar, thy thoughts
Enter CÆSAR and Train.
Oct. Brav'st at the last :
Dol. Who was last with them?
Oct. Poisoned, then.
Dol. Here, on her breast,
[Pointing to the Floor.
And these fig-leaves have slime upon them, such
Oct. Most probable,