MESSENGER.
Most gracious majesty!
CLEOPATRA.
Didst thou behold Octavia?
MESSENGER.
Ay, dread queen.
CLEOPATRA.
Where?
MESSENGER.
Madam, in Rome
I looked her in the face, and saw her led
Between her brother and Mark Antony.
CLEOPATRA.
Is she as tall as me?
MESSENGER.
She is not, madam.
CLEOPATRA.
Didst hear her speak? Is she shrill-tongued or low?
MESSENGER.
Madam, I heard her speak. She is low-voiced.
CLEOPATRA.
That’s not so good. He cannot like her long.