CLEOPATRA.
I will go study mischief,
And put a look on, arm'd with all my cunnings.
Shall meet him like a basilisk, and strike him.
Love! put destroying flame into mine eyes,
Into my smiles deceits, that I may torture him—
That I may make him love to death, and laugh at him
Enter APOLLODORUS.
APOLLODORUS.
Cæsar commends his service to your grace
CLEOPATRA.
His service? What's his service?
EROS.
Pray you be patient
The noble Cæsar loves still.
CLEOPATRA.