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Show 0*0 T upbraid m e with thofe bounds there is no need. T know m y reach, and (lull not that exceed. Iknowmv * p T o L O M Y . Your Fortune Guiles, and you ^advantage ufe. C L E O P A T R A. You may revile me, if I that abuftj P T O L O M Y. I hope the beft, love: no ill Fruit c m bear. C L E O P A T R A. You feem to hope, what really you fear But thou,h the gods m y ;uft pretenfions Crown, You need not doubt, 111 ask but whats m y own. You ne'er fhall anger from your Sifter_ find. Though you're a cruel Brother, 111 be kind. 111 g y PTOLOMY. But vet methinks you do difcover pride. J CLEOPATRA. Time is the Standard whereby things are try'd. P T O L O M Y. Your prefent carriage that doth plainly fhew. 1 CLEOPATRA. C4ar is come, and you've a Mafter now. J PTOLOMY. I made him mine w h o die Worlds Mafter is. C L E O P A T R A. Pay him your homage, while I look for his. In this Addrefs you may your felt be feen, But I'll remember that I a m a Queen. Photin will help you to receive him now, Advife with b M he'll tell you what s to do. ACT-O*) ACT II. S C E N E IV. Ptolomy, Pbotimis. i_ ,, .PTOLOMY. Ihaveobferv-dthyCounfel, but find fince T o flatter her, but fwells her infolence. For w,th her Pride fbe did affront m e fo, That I at laft fell into Pafiion too This A r m enrag'd by her, could fcarce forbear (Without a Thought that Ctfar was fo near) D.fpatchmg her (as fcfc as fhe does feem) T o have complain d to Pompey, not to him. She talks already at that haughty rate, That if great C ^ r pleafeher Pride and Hate, And fhe oer him her boafted Empire have, Her Brother and her King muft be her Slave. No, no we needs muft fruftrate that intent, Nor poorly wait the Ills w e may prevent. Lets fpoil her of her Power to difdain And break thofe Charmes whereby (he'hopes to reign; Nor after fuch indignities let's brook, ^ I hat fhe mould buy m y Sbmter with a look. PHOTINUSL D o not for Ctfar, Sir, pretence provide That Egypt fhould be to his Triumphs ty d • For this Ambitious M a n which through the world Hath W a r and Slavery together hurl'd ; Swelld with his Conqueft, and a Rage fo fmart, As iuch a lofs writes in a Lovers Heart: Though you but ad, what Equity approves, Will thence ground his revenge for what he loves: As tor a crime, He'll you to Bondage bring, Though you did only what became a King P T O L O M Y. If Cleopatra fees him flic's a Queen. PHO-V |