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SCENE V.

To Antony Demetrius enters.
Ant.
O fie, O fie—
To such a woman too—the moon o'the world!—
Demetrius?

Dem.
Hye you from Egypt, sir—
You stand in peril!

Ant.
Yet, I stand!

Dem.
O sir!—
I come from Cæsar—

Ant.
Well.

Dem.
To Cleopatra.

Ant.
Again, to Cleopatra?

Dem.
Here, he offers
To piece Arabia, Syria, Palestine,
To Egypt's throne,—so she will send your head!

Ant.
He holds us, still, of price—We thank him for it.

Dem.
I would not have you fall so poorly, Antony!

Ant.
You are Cæsar's servant.

Dem.
One of a number, who, in Cæsar's camp,
Wish, from their souls, that Antony were lord
Of his own spirit!

Ant.
Wouldst thou do a kindness?

Dem.
Most willingly.

Ant.
To Cleopatra, go;
And bring me here her answer—
Thou saw'st me not—take note.

[Exit Demetrius.