And not be sent by him,
But bring my self, my Soul to Antony. [Turns aside, and then
Take hence; the work is done.shows her arm bloody.
Serap. within.Break ope the door,
And guard the Traitor well.
Char.The next is ours.
Iras.Now, Charmion, to be worthy
Of our great Queen and Mistress. [They apply the Aspicks.
Cleop.Already, Death, I feel thee in my Veins;
I go with such a will to find my Lord,
That we shall quickly meet.
A heavy numness creeps through every limb,
And now 'tis at my head: my eye-lids fall,
And my dear Love is vanish'd in a mist.
Where shall I find him, where? O turn me to him,
And lay me on his breast. ——— Cæsar, thy worst;
Now part us, if thou canst.(Dies.) Iras sinks down at her feet,
Enter Serapion, two Priests, Alexas bound, Egyptians.
2. Priests.Behold, Serapion, what havock Death has made!
Serap.'Twas what I fear'd.
Charmion, is this well done?
Char.Yes, 'tis well done, and like a Queen, the last
Of her great Race: I follow her. (Sinks down; Dies.)
Alexas.'Tis true,
She has done well: much better thus to die,
Than live to make a Holy-day in Rome.
Serap.See, see how the Lovers sit in State together,
As they were giving Laws to half Mankind.
Th' impression of a Smile left in her face,
Shows she dy'd pleas'd with him for whom she liv'd,
And went to charm him in another World.
Cæsar's just entring; grief has now no leisure.
Secure that Villain, as our pledge of safety
To grace th' Imperial Triumph. Sleep, blest Pair,
Secure from humane chance, long Ages out,
While all the Storms of Fate fly o'er your Tomb;
And Fame, to late Posterity, shall tell,
No Lovers liv'd so great, or dy'd so well.
