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Cleo. I am paid for 't now.

Lead me from hence;

I faint. O Iras! Charmian! 'Tis no matter.

Go to the fellow, good Alexas; bid him

Report the feature of Octavia, her years,

Her inclination, let him not leave out

The colour of her hair: bring me word quickly.

Let him forever go:—let him not—Charmian!—

Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon,

The other way's a Mars. [To Mardian.] Bid you Alexas

Bring me word how tall she is. Pity me, Charmian,

But do not speak to me. Lead me to my chamber.

Exeunt.

Pom. Your hostages I have, so have you mine;

And we shall talk before we fight.

Cæs. Most meet

That first we come to words, and therefore have we

Our written purposes before us sent;

Which if thou hast consider'd, let us know

If 'twill tie up thy discontented sword,

And carry back to Sicily much tall youth

That else must perish here.

 113 inclination: disposition  7 tall: sturdy

