Blow me into abhorring! rather make
My country’s high pyramides my gibbet,
And hang me up in chains.
(V. ii. 52.)
And now in the full realisation of the scene, she brings it home to her women:
Cle.Now, Iras, what think’st thou?
Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shalt be shown
In Rome, as well as I: mechanic slaves
With greasy aprons, rules and hammers, shall
Uplift us to the view; in their thick breaths,