Alexandria. A Room in Cleopatra's Palace.
 Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and MARDIAN.

Cleopatra	Help me, my women! O, he's more mad
	Than Telamon for his shield. The boar of Thessaly
	Was never so embossed.

Charmian								To th' monument!
	There lock yourself, and send him word you are dead.
	The soul and body rive not more in parting
	Than greatness going off.

Cleopatra									To th' monument!
	Mardian, go tell him I have slain myself.
	Say that the last I spoke was "Antony";
	And word it, prithee, piteously. Hence, Mardian,
	And bring me how he takes my death to the monument.
													[Exeunt.

