Antony and Cleopatra

Alexandria. A room in Cleopatra’s palace.

Enter Demetrius and Philo.

Philo Nay, but this dotage of our general’s O’erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes, That o’er the files and musters of the war Have glow’d like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front: his captain’s heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper, And is become the bellows and the fan To cool a gipsy’s lust. Flourish. Enter Antony, Cleopatra, her Ladies, the Train, with Eunuchs fanning her. Look, where they come: Take but good note, and you shall see in him. The triple pillar of the world transform’d Into a strumpet’s fool: behold and see.

Cleopatra If it be love indeed, tell me how much.