[Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS]
- Cleopatra. Where is the fellow?
- Alexas. Half afeard to come.
- Cleopatra. Go to, go to.
[Enter the Messenger as before]
Come hither, sir.
- Alexas. Good majesty,
Herod of Jewry dare not look upon you
But when you are well pleased.
- Cleopatra. That Herod's head
I'll have: but how, when Antony is gone
Through whom I might command it? Come thou near.
- Messenger. Most gracious majesty,—
- Cleopatra. Didst thou behold Octavia?
- Messenger. Ay, dread queen.
- Messenger. Madam, in Rome;
I look'd her in the face, and saw her led
Between her brother and Mark Antony.
- Cleopatra. Is she as tall as me?
- Messenger. She is not, madam.
- Cleopatra. Didst hear her speak? is she shrill-tongued or low?
- Messenger. Madam, I heard her speak; she is low-voiced.
- Cleopatra. That's not so good: he cannot like her long.
- Charmian. Like her! O Isis! 'tis impossible.
- Cleopatra. I think so, Charmian: dull of tongue, and dwarfish!
What majesty is in her gait? Remember,
If e'er thou look'dst on majesty.
- Messenger. She creeps:
Her motion and her station are as one;
She shows a body rather than a life,
A statue than a breather.
- Cleopatra. Is this certain?
- Messenger. Or I have no observance.
- Charmian. Three in Egypt
Cannot make better note.
- Cleopatra. He's very knowing;
I do perceive't: there's nothing in her yet:
The fellow has good judgment.
- Charmian. Excellent.
- Cleopatra. Guess at her years, I prithee.
- Messenger. Madam,
She was a widow,—
- Cleopatra. Widow! Charmian, hark.
- Messenger. And I do think she's thirty.
- Cleopatra. Bear'st thou her face in mind? is't long or round?
- Messenger. Round even to faultiness.
- Cleopatra. For the most part, too, they are foolish that are so.
Her hair, what colour?
- Messenger. Brown, madam: and her forehead
As low as she would wish it.
- Cleopatra. There's gold for thee.
Thou must not take my former sharpness ill:
I will employ thee back again; I find thee
Most fit for business: go make thee ready;
Our letters are prepared.
- Cleopatra. Indeed, he is so: I repent me much
That so I harried him. Why, methinks, by him,
This creature's no such thing.
- Charmian. Nothing, madam.
- Cleopatra. The man hath seen some majesty, and should know.
- Charmian. Hath he seen majesty? Isis else defend,
And serving you so long!
- Cleopatra. I have one thing more to ask him yet, good Charmian:
But 'tis no matter; thou shalt bring him to me
Where I will write. All may be well enough.
- Charmian. I warrant you, madam.