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Antony and Cleopatra, I. iii

Till his deserts are past—begin to throw

Pompey the Great and all his dignities

Upon his son; who, high in name and power,

Higher than both in blood and life, stands up

For the main soldier, whose quality, going on,

The sides o' the world may danger. Much is breeding,

Which, like the courser's hair, hath yet but life,

And not a serpent's poison. Say, our pleasure,

To such whose place is under us, requires

Our quick remove from hence.

Eno. I shall do it.

Cleo. Where is he?

Char. I did not see him since.

Cleo. See where he is, who's with him, what he does;

I did not send you: if you find him sad,

Say I am dancing; if in mirth, report

That I am sudden sick: quick, and return.

[Exit Alexas.]

Char. Madam, methinks, if you did love him dearly,

You do not hold the method to enforce

The like from him.

Cleo. What should I do, I do not?

Char. In each thing give him way, cross him in nothing.

 204 main: chief

quality: character

206 the courser's hair; cf. n.

