Cæsar. Away.
Sce. And privater,
For that you covet all. [Exit.
Cæsar. Tempt me no farther.
Cleo. Contemn me not, because I kneel thus, Cæsar,
I am a Queen, and coheir to this country,
The Sister to the mighty Ptolomy,
Yet one distress'd, that flyes unto thy justice,
One that layes sacred hold on thy protection
As on an holy Altar, to preserve me.