Haste, haste, both,
And dress the bride of Antony.
Charmion.’Tis done.
Cleopatra. Now seat me by my lord; I claim this place....
Reach me the casket.
Iras.Underneath the fruit
The aspic lies.
Cleopatra.Welcome, thou kind deceiver!
[Putting aside the leaves.
Thou best of thieves, who with an easy key