Cleo. Well,
I shall yet find a time to tell thee Cæsar,
Thou hast wrong'd her Love: the rest here.
Ptol. Lights along still:
Musick, and Sacrifice to sleep for Cæsar. [Exeunt.
Actus Quartus. Scena Prima.
Enter Ptolomy, Photinus, Achillas, Achoreus.
Ach. I told ye carefully, what this would prove to,
What this inestimable wealth and glory
Would draw upon ye: I advis'd your Majesty