Cleopatra, being an account of the fall and vengeance of Harmachis, the royal Egyptian, as set forth by his own hand . ; OF HER OATH TO HAR-MACHIS ; AND OF THE TELLING BY HARMACHIS TO CLEO-PATRA OF THE SECRET OF THE TREASURE THAT LAYBENEATH THE MASS OF HER. HAT same night Cleopatra sum-moned me to her private went, and found her muchtroubled in mind; never beforehad I seen her so deeply was alone, and, like sometrapped lioness, walked to and froacross the marble floor, whilethought chased thought acrossher mind, each, as clouds scudding overthe sea, for a moment casting its
Cleopatra, being an account of the fall and vengeance of Harmachis, the royal Egyptian, as set forth by his own hand . ; OF HER OATH TO HAR-MACHIS ; AND OF THE TELLING BY HARMACHIS TO CLEO-PATRA OF THE SECRET OF THE TREASURE THAT LAYBENEATH THE MASS OF HER. HAT same night Cleopatra sum-moned me to her private went, and found her muchtroubled in mind; never beforehad I seen her so deeply was alone, and, like sometrapped lioness, walked to and froacross the marble floor, whilethought chased thought acrossher mind, each, as clouds scudding overthe sea, for a moment casting its shadowin her deep eyes. So thou art come, Harmachis, she said, resting for awhile, as she took my hand. Counsel me, for never did Ineed counsel more. Oh, what days have the Gods measuredout to me—days restless as the ocean! I have known nopeace from childhood up, and it seems none shall I everknow. Scarce by a very little have I escaped thy daggerspoint, Harmachis, when this new trouble, that, like astorm, has gathered beneath the horizons rim, suddenlybursts over me. Didst mark that tigerish fop ? Well should. 172 CLEOPATRA I love to trap him! How soft he spoke! Ay, he purredlike a cat, and all the time he stretched his claws. Didsthear the letter, too ? it has an ugly sound. I know thisAntony. When I was but a child, budding into womanhood,I saw him ; but my eyes were ever quick, and I took his mea-sure. Half Hercules and half a fool, with a dash of geniusveining his folly through. Easily led by those who enter atthe gates of his voluptuous sense ; but if crossed, an iron to his friends, if, indeed he loves them ; and ofttimesfalse to his own interest. Generous, hardy, and in adversitya man of virtue; in prosperity a sot and a slave to is Antony. How deal with such a man, whom fate andopportunity, despite himself, have set on the crest of fortuneswave ? One day it will overwhelm him ; but till that day hesweeps across the world and laughs at those who d
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