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oo easy to be worthy of a descendant of the gods. Besides, there was no time: all was over in a moment. The attack came just where we least expected it. BELZANOR. That shews that the Romans are cowards. BEL AFFRIS. They care nothing about cowardice, these Romans: they fight to win. The pride and honor of war are nothing to them. PERSIAN. Tell us the tale of the battle. What befell? THE GUARDSMEN ( gathering eagerly round Bel Affris ). Ay: the tale of the battle. BEL AFFRIS. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.358 | 0.728 | ["war_conflict", "ethics", "faith_spirituality"] | 478 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565157 | [
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Affris ). Ay: the tale of the battle. BEL AFFRIS. Know then, that I am a novice in the guard of the temple of Ra in Memphis, serving neither Cleopatra nor her brother Ptolemy, but only the high gods. We went a journey to inquire of Ptolemy why he had driven Cleopatra into Syria, and how we of Egypt should deal with the Roman Pompey, newly come to our shores after his defeat by Caesar at Pharsalia. What, think ye, did we learn? | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.843 | 0.866 | ["war_conflict", "faith_spirituality"] | 430 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565193 | [
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aesar at Pharsalia. What, think ye, did we learn? Even that Caesar is coming also in hot pursuit of his foe, and that Ptolemy has slain Pompey, whose severed head he holds in readiness to present to the conqueror. ( Sensation among the guardsmen. ) Nay, more: we found that Caesar is already come; for we had not made half a day’s journey on our way back when we came upon a city rabble flying from his legions, whose landing they had gone out to withstand. BELZANOR. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.847 | 0.874 | [] | 467 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565217 | [
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landing they had gone out to withstand. BELZANOR. And ye, the temple guard! Did you not withstand these legions? BEL AFFRIS. What man could, that we did. But there came the sound of a trumpet whose voice was as the cursing of a black mountain. Then saw we a moving wall of shields coming towards us. You know how the heart burns when you charge a fortified wall; but how if the fortified wall were to charge you ? THE PERSIAN ( exulting in having told them so ). Did I not say it? BEL AFFRIS. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.809 | 0.742 | ["war_conflict"] | 492 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565243 | [
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ing told them so ). Did I not say it? BEL AFFRIS. When the wall came nigh, it changed into a line of men—common fellows enough, with helmets, leather tunics, and breastplates. Every man of them flung his javelin: the one that came my way drove through my shield as through a papyrus—lo there! ( he points to the bandage on his left arm ) and would have gone through my neck had I not stooped. They were charging at the double then, and were upon us with short swords almost as soon as their javelins. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.83 | 0.892 | [] | 500 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565265 | [
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th short swords almost as soon as their javelins. When a man is close to you with such a sword, you can do nothing with our weapons: they are all too long. THE PERSIAN. What did you do? BEL AFFRIS. Doubled my fist and smote my Roman on the sharpness of his jaw. He was but mortal after all: he lay down in a stupor; and I took his sword and laid it on. ( Drawing the sword ) Lo! a Roman sword with Roman blood on it! THE GUARDSMEN ( approvingly ). | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.805 | 0.636 | [] | 447 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565302 | [
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not to the strong; but the race was to the swift. The Romans, who have no chariots, sent a cloud of horsemen in pursuit, and slew multitudes. Then our high priest’s captain rallied a dozen descendants of the gods and exhorted us to die fighting. I said to myself: surely it is safer to stand than to lose my breath and be stabbed in the back; so I joined our captain and stood. Then the Romans treated us with respect; for no man attacks a lion when the field is full of sheep, except for the pride and honor of | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.851 | 0.9 | ["ethics", "faith_spirituality"] | 511 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565348 | [
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full of sheep, except for the pride and honor of war, of which these Romans know nothing. So we escaped with our lives; and I am come to warn you that you must open your gates to Caesar; for his advance guard is scarce an hour behind me; and not an Egyptian warrior is left standing between you and his legions. THE SENTINEL. Woe, alas! ( He throws down his javelin and flies into the palace. ) BELZANOR. Nail him to the door, quick! | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.843 | 0.868 | ["war_conflict", "ethics"] | 433 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565384 | [
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palace. ) BELZANOR. Nail him to the door, quick! ( The guardsmen rush for him with their spears; but he is too quick for them. ) Now this news will run through the palace like fire through stubble. BEL AFFRIS. What shall we do to save the women from the Romans? BELZANOR. Why not kill them? PERSIAN. Because we should have to pay blood money for some of them. Better let the Romans kill them: it is cheaper. BELZANOR ( awestruck at his brain power ). O subtle one! O serpent! BEL AFFRIS. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.649 | 0.736 | ["salary"] | 487 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565413 | [
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ain power ). O subtle one! O serpent! BEL AFFRIS. But your Queen? BELZANOR. True: we must carry off Cleopatra. BEL AFFRIS. Will ye not await her command? BELZANOR. Command! a girl of sixteen! Not we. At Memphis ye deem her a Queen: here we know better. I will take her on the crupper of my horse. When we soldiers have carried her out of Caesar’s reach, then the priests and the nurses and the rest of them can pretend she is a queen again, and put their commands into her mouth. PERSIAN. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.829 | 0.736 | ["war_conflict"] | 488 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565472 | [
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, and put their commands into her mouth. PERSIAN. Listen to me, Belzanor. BELZANOR. Speak, O subtle beyond thy years. THE PERSIAN. Cleopatra’s brother Ptolemy is at war with her. Let us sell her to him. THE GUARDSMEN. O subtle one! O serpent! BELZANOR. We dare not. We are descended from the gods; but Cleopatra is descended from the river Nile; and the lands of our fathers will grow no grain if the Nile rises not to water them. Without our father’s gifts we should live the lives of dogs. PERSIAN. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.85 | 0.732 | ["family", "war_conflict", "faith_spirituality"] | 500 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565537 | [
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gifts we should live the lives of dogs. PERSIAN. It is true: the Queen’s guard cannot live on its pay. But hear me further, O ye kinsmen of Osiris. THE GUARDSMEN. Speak, O subtle one. Hear the serpent begotten! PERSIAN. Have I heretofore spoken truly to you of Caesar, when you thought I mocked you? GUARDSMEN. Truly, truly. BELZANOR ( reluctantly admitting it ). So Bel Affris says. PERSIAN. Hear more of him, then. This Caesar is a great lover of women: he makes them his friends and counselors. BELZANOR. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.831 | 0.73 | ["salary"] | 507 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565566 | [
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makes them his friends and counselors. BELZANOR. Faugh! This rule of women will be the ruin of Egypt. THE PERSIAN. Let it rather be the ruin of Rome! Caesar grows old now: he is past fifty and full of labors and battles. He is too old for the young women; and the old women are too wise to worship him. BEL AFFRIS. Take heed, Persian. Caesar is by this time almost within earshot. PERSIAN. Cleopatra is not yet a woman: neither is she wise. But she already troubles men’s wisdom. BELZANOR. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.629 | 0.732 | ["war_conflict", "economy", "education"] | 489 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565595 | [
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But she already troubles men’s wisdom. BELZANOR. Ay: that is because she is descended from the river Nile and a black kitten of the sacred White Cat. What then? PERSIAN. Why, sell her secretly to Ptolemy, and then offer ourselves to Caesar as volunteers to fight for the overthrow of her brother and the rescue of our Queen, the Great Granddaughter of the Nile. THE GUARDSMEN. O serpent! PERSIAN. He will listen to us if we come with her picture in our mouths. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.806 | 0.716 | ["faith_spirituality", "education"] | 460 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565621 | [
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to us if we come with her picture in our mouths. He will conquer and kill her brother, and reign in Egypt with Cleopatra for his Queen. And we shall be her guard. GUARDSMEN. O subtlest of all the serpents! O admiration! O wisdom! BEL AFFRIS. He will also have arrived before you have done talking, O word spinner. BELZANOR. That is true. ( An affrighted uproar in the palace interrupts him. ) Quick: the flight has begun: guard the door. ( They rush to the door and form a cordon before it with their spears. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.871 | 0.742 | ["education", "philosophy"] | 508 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565644 | [
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come. Speak to Belzanor. A WOMAN. Oh, keep back. You are thrusting me on the spearheads. A huge grim woman, her face covered with a network of tiny wrinkles, and her eyes old, large, and wise; sinewy handed, very tall, very strong; with the mouth of a bloodhound and the jaws of a bulldog, appears on the threshold. She is dressed like a person of consequence in the palace, and confronts the guardsmen insolently. FTATATEETA. Make way for the Queen’s chief nurse. BELZANOR ( with solemn arrogance ). | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.36 | 0.726 | ["networking"] | 500 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565670 | [
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chief nurse. BELZANOR ( with solemn arrogance ). Ftatateeta: I am Belzanor, the captain of the Queen’s guard, descended from the gods. FTATATEETA ( retorting his arrogance with interest ). Belzanor: I am Ftatateeta, the Queen’s chief nurse; and your divine ancestors were proud to be painted on the wall in the pyramids of the kings whom my fathers served. The women laugh triumphantly. BELZANOR ( with grim humor ). Ftatateeta: daughter of a long-tongued, swivel-eyed chameleon, the Romans are at hand. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.81 | 0.864 | ["faith_spirituality", "family"] | 503 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565694 | [
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ens to cut her throat. ) FTATATEETA ( savagely ). Touch me, dog; and the Nile will not rise on your fields for seven times seven years of famine. BELZANOR ( frightened, but desperate ). I will sacrifice: I will pay. Or stay. ( To the Persian ) You, O subtle one: your father’s lands lie far from the Nile. Slay her. PERSIAN ( threatening her with his knife ). Persia has but one god; yet he loves the blood of old women. Where is Cleopatra? FTATATEETA. Persian: as Osiris lives, I do not know. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.849 | 0.74 | ["salary", "faith_spirituality", "family"] | 493 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565760 | [
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TATEETA. Persian: as Osiris lives, I do not know. I chid her for bringing evil days upon us by talking to the sacred cats of the priests, and carrying them in her arms. I told her she would be left alone here when the Romans came as a punishment for her disobedience. And now she is gone—run away—hidden. I speak the truth. I call Osiris to witness—— THE WOMEN ( protesting officiously ). She speaks the truth, Belzanor. BELZANOR. You have frightened the child: she is hiding. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.848 | 0.724 | ["philosophy", "faith_spirituality"] | 476 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565800 | [
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ft shoulder ). Forbear her yet a moment, Persian. ( To Ftatateeta, very significantly ) Mother: your gods are asleep or away hunting; and the sword is at your throat. Bring us to where the Queen is hid, and you shall live. FTATATEETA ( contemptuously ). Who shall stay the sword in the hand of a fool, if the high gods put it there? Listen to me, ye young men without understanding. Cleopatra fears me; but she fears the Romans more. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.643 | 0.862 | ["faith_spirituality", "family"] | 433 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565829 | [
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leopatra fears me; but she fears the Romans more. There is but one power greater in her eyes than the wrath of the Queen’s nurse and the cruelty of Caesar; and that is the power of the Sphinx that sits in the desert watching the way to the sea. What she would have it know, she tells into the ears of the sacred cats; and on her birthday she sacrifices to it and decks it with poppies. Go ye therefore into the desert and seek Cleopatra in the shadow of the Sphinx; and on your heads see to it that no harm comes | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.315 | 0.806 | ["faith_spirituality"] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565854 | [
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nx; and on your heads see to it that no harm comes to her. BEL AFFRIS ( to the Persian ). May we believe this, O subtle one? PERSIAN. Which way come the Romans? BEL AFFRIS. Over the desert, from the sea, by this very Sphinx. PERSIAN ( to Ftatateeta ). O mother of guile! O aspic’s tongue! You have made up this tale so that we two may go into the desert and perish on the spears of the Romans. ( Lifting his knife ) Taste death. FTATATEETA. Not from thee, baby. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.626 | 0.636 | ["family"] | 461 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565880 | [
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e ) Taste death. FTATATEETA. Not from thee, baby. ( She snatches his ankle from under him and flies stooping along the palace wall, vanishing in the darkness within its precinct. Bel Affris roars with laughter as the Persian tumbles. The guardsmen rush out of the palace with Belzanor and a mob of fugitives, mostly carrying bundles. ) PERSIAN. Have you found Cleopatra? BELZANOR. She is gone. We have searched every corner. THE NUBIAN SENTINEL ( appearing at the door of the palace ). | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.648 | 0.718 | [] | 485 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565903 | [
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e, and the company of creatures such as I myself. I have found flocks and pastures, men and cities, but no other Caesar, no air native to me, no man kindred to me, none who can do my day’s deed, and think my night’s thought. In the little world yonder, Sphinx, my place is as high as yours in this great desert; only I wander, and you sit still; I conquer, and you endure; I work and wonder, you watch and wait; I look up and am dazzled, look down and am darkened, look round and am puzzled, whilst your eyes nev | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.831 | 0.904 | [] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565923 | [
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d, look round and am puzzled, whilst your eyes never turn from looking out—out of the world—to the lost region—the home from which we have strayed. Sphinx, you and I, strangers to the race of men, are no strangers to one another: have I not been conscious of you and of this place since I was born? Rome is a madman’s dream: this is my Reality. These starry lamps of yours I have seen from afar in Gaul, in Britain, in Spain, in Thessaly, signalling great secrets to some eternal sentinel below, whose post I nev | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.811 | 0.892 | ["family"] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565953 | [
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s to some eternal sentinel below, whose post I never could find. And here at last is their sentinel—an image of the constant and immortal part of my life, silent, full of thoughts, alone in the silver desert. Sphinx, Sphinx: I have climbed mountains at night to hear in the distance the stealthy footfall of the winds that chase your sands in forbidden play—our invisible children, O Sphinx, laughing in whispers. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.841 | 0.842 | ["family"] | 413 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.565991 | [
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visible children, O Sphinx, laughing in whispers. My way hither was the way of destiny; for I am he of whose genius you are the symbol: part brute, part woman, and part God—nothing of man in me at all. Have I read your riddle, Sphinx? THE GIRL ( who has wakened, and peeped cautiously from her nest to see who is speaking ). Old gentleman. CAESAR ( starting violently, and clutching his sword ). Immortal gods! THE GIRL. Old gentleman: don’t run away. CAESAR ( stupefied ). | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.807 | 0.724 | ["faith_spirituality", "communication", "family"] | 473 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566030 | [
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gentleman: don’t run away. CAESAR ( stupefied ). “Old gentleman: don’t run away!!!” This! To Julius Caesar! THE GIRL ( urgently ). Old gentleman. CAESAR. Sphinx: you presume on your centuries. I am younger than you, though your voice is but a girl’s voice as yet. THE GIRL. Climb up here, quickly; or the Romans will come and eat you. CAESAR ( running forward past the Sphinx’s shoulder, and seeing her ). A child at its breast! A divine child! THE GIRL. Come up quickly. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.647 | 0.72 | ["resume", "war_conflict", "faith_spirituality"] | 471 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566059 | [
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reast! A divine child! THE GIRL. Come up quickly. You must get up at its side and creep round. CAESAR ( amazed ). Who are you? THE GIRL. Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt. CAESAR. Queen of the Gypsies, you mean. CLEOPATRA. You must not be disrespectful to me, or the Sphinx will let the Romans eat you. Come up. It is quite cosy here. CAESAR ( to himself ). What a dream! What a magnificent dream! Only let me not wake, and I will conquer ten continents to pay for dreaming it out to the end. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.888 | 0.74 | ["salary", "faith_spirituality"] | 484 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566084 | [
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continents to pay for dreaming it out to the end. ( He climbs to the Sphinx’s flank, and presently reappears to her on the pedestal, stepping round its right shoulder. ) CLEOPATRA. Take care. That’s right. Now sit down: you may have its other paw. ( She seats herself comfortably on its left paw. ) It is very powerful and will protect us; but ( shivering, and with plaintive loneliness ) it would not take any notice of me or keep me company. I am glad you have come: I was very lonely. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.869 | 0.886 | ["salary"] | 487 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566108 | [
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pany. I am glad you have come: I was very lonely. Did you happen to see a white cat anywhere? CAESAR ( sitting slowly down on the right paw in extreme wonderment ). Have you lost one? CLEOPATRA. Yes: the sacred white cat: is it not dreadful? I brought him here to sacrifice him to the Sphinx; but when we got a little way from the city a black cat called him, and he jumped out of my arms and ran away to it. Do you think that the black cat can have been my great-great-great-grandmother? | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.869 | 0.892 | ["faith_spirituality", "family"] | 488 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566141 | [
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t can have been my great-great-great-grandmother? CAESAR ( staring at her ). Your great-great-great-grandmother! Well, why not? Nothing would surprise me on this night of nights. CLEOPATRA. I think it must have been. My great-grandmother’s great-grandmother was a black kitten of the sacred white cat; and the river Nile made her his seventh wife. That is why my hair is so wavy. And I always want to be let do as I like, no matter whether it is the will of the gods or not: that is because my blood is made with | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.851 | 0.736 | ["family", "faith_spirituality"] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566187 | [
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ou are a funny old gentleman. I like you. CAESAR. Ah, that spoils the dream. Why don’t you dream that I am young? CLEOPATRA. I wish you were; only I think I should be more afraid of you. I like men, especially young men with round strong arms; but I am afraid of them. You are old and rather thin and stringy; but you have a nice voice; and I like to have somebody to talk to, though I think you are a little mad. It is the moon that makes you talk to yourself in that silly way. CAESAR. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.869 | 0.65 | [] | 487 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566303 | [
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) I only wanted to shew you—— CAESAR ( gently ). Come, come: don’t cry. A queen mustn’t cry. ( He rubs his arm, wondering at the reality of the smart. ) Am I awake? ( He strikes his hand against the Sphinx to test its solidity. It feels so real that he begins to be alarmed, and says perplexedly ) Yes, I—( quite panic-stricken ) no: impossible: madness, madness! ( Desperately ) Back to camp—to camp. ( He rises to spring down from the pedestal. ) CLEOPATRA ( flinging her arms in terror round him ). | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.85 | 0.744 | [] | 501 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566374 | [
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Ah! ( She buries her head in her arms. ) CAESAR. Cleopatra: shall I teach you a way to prevent Caesar from eating you? CLEOPATRA ( clinging to him piteously ). Oh do, do, do. I will steal Ftatateeta’s jewels and give them to you. I will make the river Nile water your lands twice a year. CAESAR. Peace, peace, my child. Your gods are afraid of the Romans: you see the Sphinx dare not bite me, nor prevent me carrying you off to Julius Caesar. CLEOPATRA ( in pleading murmurings ). You won’t, you won’t. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.91 | 0.742 | ["diplomacy", "leadership", "faith_spirituality"] | 502 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566470 | [
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( in pleading murmurings ). You won’t, you won’t. You said you wouldn’t. CAESAR. Caesar never eats women. CLEOPATRA ( springing up full of hope ). What! CAESAR ( impressively ). But he eats girls ( she relapses ) and cats. Now you are a silly little girl; and you are descended from the black kitten. You are both a girl and a cat. CLEOPATRA ( trembling ). And will he eat me? CAESAR. Yes; unless you make him believe that you are a woman. CLEOPATRA. Oh, you must get a sorcerer to make a woman of me. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.709 | 0.746 | ["leadership"] | 501 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566501 | [
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h, you must get a sorcerer to make a woman of me. Are you a sorcerer? CAESAR. Perhaps. But it will take a long time; and this very night you must stand face to face with Caesar in the palace of your fathers. CLEOPATRA. No, no. I daren’t. CAESAR. Whatever dread may be in your soul—however terrible Caesar may be to you—you must confront him as a brave woman and a great queen; and you must feel no fear. If your hand shakes: if your voice quavers; then—night and death! ( She moans. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.648 | 0.736 | ["faith_spirituality", "family", "philosophy"] | 482 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566527 | [
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voice quavers; then—night and death! ( She moans. ) But if he thinks you worthy to rule, he will set you on the throne by his side and make you the real ruler of Egypt. CLEOPATRA ( despairingly ). No: he will find me out: he will find me out. CAESAR ( rather mournfully ). He is easily deceived by women. Their eyes dazzle him; and he sees them not as they are, but as he wishes them to appear to him. CLEOPATRA ( hopefully ). Then we will cheat him. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.885 | 0.632 | [] | 450 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566564 | [
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CLEOPATRA ( hopefully ). Then we will cheat him. I will put on Ftatateeta’s head-dress; and he will think me quite an old woman. CAESAR. If you do that he will eat you at one mouthful. CLEOPATRA. But I will give him a cake with my magic opal and seven hairs of the white cat baked in it; and—— CAESAR ( abruptly ). Pah! you are a little fool. He will eat your cake and you too. ( He turns contemptuously from her. ) CLEOPATRA ( running after him and clinging to him ). | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.907 | 0.638 | [] | 468 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566605 | [
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OPATRA ( running after him and clinging to him ). Oh, please, please ! I will do whatever you tell me. I will be good! I will be your slave. ( Again the terrible bellowing note sounds across the desert, now closer at hand. It is the bucina, the Roman war trumpet. ) CAESAR. Hark! CLEOPATRA ( trembling ). What was that? CAESAR. Caesar’s voice. CLEOPATRA ( pulling at his hand ). Let us run away. Come. Oh, come. CAESAR. You are safe with me until you stand on your throne to receive Caesar. Now lead me thither. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.891 | 0.746 | ["war_conflict"] | 511 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566640 | [
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ur throne to receive Caesar. Now lead me thither. CLEOPATRA ( only too glad to get away ). I will, I will. ( Again the bucina. ) Oh, come, come, come: the gods are angry. Do you feel the earth shaking? CAESAR. It is the tread of Caesar’s legions. CLEOPATRA ( drawing him away ). This way, quickly. And let us look for the white cat as we go. It is he that has turned you into a Roman. CAESAR. Incorrigible, oh, incorrigible! Away! ( He follows her, the bucina sounding louder as they steal across the desert. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.871 | 0.746 | ["faith_spirituality"] | 508 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566668 | [
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is right, a throne, and behind the throne a door. On each side of the throne is a slender pillar with a lamp on it. ) CAESAR. What place is this? CLEOPATRA. This is where I sit on the throne when I am allowed to wear my crown and robes. ( The slave holds his torch to shew the throne. ) CAESAR. Order the slave to light the lamps. CLEOPATRA ( shyly ). Do you think I may? CAESAR. Of course. You are the Queen. ( She hesitates. ) Go on. CLEOPATRA ( timidly, to the slave ). Light all the lamps. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.909 | 0.654 | [] | 493 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566690 | [
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A ( timidly, to the slave ). Light all the lamps. FTATATEETA ( suddenly coming from behind the throne ). Stop. ( The slave stops. She turns sternly to Cleopatra, who quails like a naughty child. ) Who is this you have with you; and how dare you order the lamps to be lighted without my permission? ( Cleopatra is dumb with apprehension. ) CAESAR. Who is she? CLEOPATRA. Ftatateeta. FTATATEETA ( arrogantly ). Chief nurse to—— CAESAR ( cutting her short ). I speak to the Queen. Be silent. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.759 | 0.73 | [] | 488 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566715 | [
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r. You are no Queen. You will be eaten. Farewell. ( He turns to go. ) CLEOPATRA ( clutching him ). No, no, no. Don’t leave me. CAESAR. A Roman does not stay with queens who are afraid of their slaves. CLEOPATRA. I am not afraid. Indeed I am not afraid. FTATATEETA. We shall see who is afraid here. ( Menacingly ) Cleopatra—— CAESAR. On your knees, woman: am I also a child that you dare trifle with me? ( He points to the floor at Cleopatra’s feet. Ftatateeta, half cowed, half savage, hesitates. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.93 | 0.738 | [] | 496 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566760 | [
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hardly believe her eyes. FTATATEETA ( hoarsely ). O Queen, forget not thy servant in the days of thy greatness. CLEOPATRA ( blazing with excitement ). Go. Begone. Go away. ( Ftatateeta rises with stooped head, and moves backwards towards the door. Cleopatra watches her submission eagerly, almost clapping her hands, which are trembling. Suddenly she cries ) Give me something to beat her with. ( She snatches a snake-skin from the throne and dashes after Ftatateeta, whirling it like a scourge in the air. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.418 | 0.72 | ["war_conflict"] | 506 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566788 | [
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g ) I am a real Queen at last—a real, real Queen! Cleopatra the Queen! ( Caesar shakes his head dubiously, the advantage of the change seeming open to question from the point of view of the general welfare of Egypt. She turns and looks at him exultantly. Then she jumps down from the step, runs to him, and flings her arms round him rapturously, crying ) Oh, I love you for making me a Queen. CAESAR. But queens love only kings. CLEOPATRA. I will make all the men I love kings. I will make you a king. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.85 | 0.746 | [] | 501 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566833 | [
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all the men I love kings. I will make you a king. I will have many young kings, with round, strong arms; and when I am tired of them I will whip them to death; but you shall always be my king: my nice, kind, wise, good old king. CAESAR. Oh, my wrinkles, my wrinkles! And my child’s heart! You will be the most dangerous of all Caesar’s conquests. CLEOPATRA ( appalled ). Caesar! I forgot Caesar. ( Anxiously ) You will tell him that I am a Queen, will you not?—a real Queen. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.867 | 0.738 | [] | 474 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.566868 | [
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the door. With a shriek, the women fly after him. Ftatateeta’s jaw expresses savage resolution: she does not budge. Cleopatra can hardly restrain herself from following them. Caesar grips her wrist, and looks steadfastly at her. She stands like a martyr. ) CAESAR. The Queen must face Caesar alone. Answer “So be it.” CLEOPATRA ( white ). So be it. CAESAR ( releasing her ). Good. A tramp and tumult of armed men is heard. Cleopatra’s terror increases. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.205 | 0.706 | [] | 452 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567015 | [
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armed men is heard. Cleopatra’s terror increases. The bucina sounds close at hand, followed by a formidable clangor of trumpets. This is too much for Cleopatra: she utters a cry and darts towards the door. Ftatateeta stops her ruthlessly. FTATATEETA. You are my nursling. You have said “So be it”; and if you die for it, you must make the Queen’s word good. ( She hands Cleopatra to Caesar, who takes her back, almost beside herself with apprehension, to the throne. ) CAESAR. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.458 | 0.716 | ["war_conflict", "philosophy"] | 476 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567045 | [
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rself with apprehension, to the throne. ) CAESAR. Now, if you quail—! ( He seats himself on the throne. ) She stands on the step, all but unconscious, waiting for death. The Roman soldiers troop in tumultuously through the corridor, headed by their ensign with his eagle, and their bucinator, a burly fellow with his instrument coiled round his body, its brazen bell shaped like the head of a howling wolf. When they reach the transept, they stare in amazement at the throne; dress into ordered rank opposite it; | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.619 | 0.878 | ["war_conflict"] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567081 | [
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a little to his right, the only seat in the hall. Taking his place before it, he looks nervously for instructions to Pothinus, who places himself at his left hand. POTHINUS. The King of Egypt has a word to speak. THEODOTUS ( in a squeak which he makes impressive by sheer self-opinionativeness ). Peace for the King’s word! PTOLEMY ( without any vocal inflexions: he is evidently repeating a lesson ). Take notice of this all of you. I am the firstborn son of Auletes the Flute Blower who was your King. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.627 | 0.884 | ["diplomacy"] | 503 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567127 | [
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on of Auletes the Flute Blower who was your King. My sister Berenice drove him from his throne and reigned in his stead but—but ( he hesitates )—— POTHINUS ( stealthily prompting ).—but the gods would not suffer—— PTOLEMY. Yes—the gods would not suffer—not suffer—( he stops; then, crestfallen ) I forget what the gods would not suffer. THEODOTUS. Let Pothinus, the King’s guardian, speak for the King. POTHINUS ( suppressing his impatience with difficulty ). | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.646 | 0.852 | ["faith_spirituality", "crisis"] | 459 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567159 | [
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S ( suppressing his impatience with difficulty ). The King wished to say that the gods would not suffer the impiety of his sister to go unpunished. PTOLEMY ( hastily ). Yes: I remember the rest of it. ( He resumes his monotone ). Therefore the gods sent a stranger, one Mark Antony, a Roman captain of horsemen, across the sands of the desert and he set my father again upon the throne. And my father took Berenice my sister and struck her head off. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.785 | 0.87 | ["faith_spirituality", "family", "crisis", "resume"] | 449 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567187 | [
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took Berenice my sister and struck her head off. And now that my father is dead yet another of his daughters, my sister Cleopatra, would snatch the kingdom from me and reign in my place. But the gods would not suffer ( Pothinus coughs admonitorily )—the gods—the gods would not suffer—— POTHINUS ( prompting ).—will not maintain—— PTOLEMY. Oh yes—will not maintain such iniquity, they will give her head to the axe even as her sister’s. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.864 | 0.852 | ["faith_spirituality", "family"] | 436 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567226 | [
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ll give her head to the axe even as her sister’s. But with the help of the witch Ftatateeta she hath cast a spell on the Roman Julius Caesar to make him uphold her false pretence to rule in Egypt. Take notice then that I will not suffer—that I will not suffer—( pettishly, to Pothinus ) What is it that I will not suffer? POTHINUS ( suddenly exploding with all the force and emphasis of political passion ). The King will not suffer a foreigner to take from him the throne of our Egypt. ( A shout of applause. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.811 | 0.898 | ["diplomacy"] | 509 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567260 | [
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m the throne of our Egypt. ( A shout of applause. ) Tell the King, Achillas, how many soldiers and horsemen follow the Roman? THEODOTUS. Let the King’s general speak! ACHILLAS. But two Roman legions, O King. Three thousand soldiers and scarce a thousand horsemen. The court breaks into derisive laughter; and a great chattering begins, amid which Rufio, a Roman officer, appears in the loggia. He is a burly, black-bearded man of middle age, very blunt, prompt and rough, with small clear eyes, and plump nose an | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.375 | 0.726 | ["war_conflict"] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567303 | [
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nd then turns to the King’s chair: Britannus and Rufio posting themselves near the steps at the other side. CAESAR ( looking at Pothinus and Ptolemy ). Which is the King? the man or the boy? POTHINUS. I am Pothinus, the guardian of my lord the King. CAESAR ( patting Ptolemy kindly on the shoulder ). So you are the King. Dull work at your age, eh? ( To Pothinus ) your servant, Pothinus. ( He turns away unconcernedly and comes slowly along the middle of the hall, looking from side to side at the courtiers unt | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.811 | 0.744 | [] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567334 | [
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ll, looking from side to side at the courtiers until he reaches Achillas. ) And this gentleman? THEODOTUS. Achillas, the King’s general. CAESAR ( to Achillas, very friendly ). A general, eh? I am a general myself. But I began too old, too old. Health and many victories, Achillas! ACHILLAS. As the gods will, Caesar. CAESAR ( turning to Theodotus ). And you, sir, are——? THEODOTUS. Theodotus, the King’s tutor. CAESAR. You teach men how to be kings, Theodotus. That is very clever of you. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.849 | 0.72 | ["faith_spirituality"] | 488 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567377 | [
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be kings, Theodotus. That is very clever of you. ( Looking at the gods on the walls as he turns away from Theodotus and goes up again to Pothinus. ) And this place? POTHINUS. The council chamber of the chancellors of the King’s treasury, Caesar. CAESAR. Ah! That reminds me. I want some money. POTHINUS. The King’s treasury is poor, Caesar. CAESAR. Yes: I notice that there is but one chair in it. RUFIO ( shouting gruffly ). Bring a chair there, some of you, for Caesar. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.827 | 0.724 | ["faith_spirituality"] | 471 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567422 | [
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). Bring a chair there, some of you, for Caesar. PTOLEMY ( rising shyly to offer his chair ). Caesar—— CAESAR ( kindly ). No, no, my boy: that is your chair of state. Sit down. He makes Ptolemy sit down again. Meanwhile Rufio, looking about him, sees in the nearest corner an image of the god Ra, represented as a seated man with the head of a hawk. Before the image is a bronze tripod, about as large as a three-legged stool, with a stick of incense burning on it. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/3329/3329-h/3329-h.htm | Caesar and Cleopatra, by George Bernard Shaw | gutenberg.org | 0.376 | 0.882 | ["faith_spirituality"] | 465 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.567458 | [
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set encoding: UTF-8 *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK CLEOPATRA, COMPLETE *** Produced by David Widger CLEOPATRA By Georg Ebers Translated from the German by Mary J. Safford CONTENTS. PREFACE. CLEOPATRA CHAPTER I. CHAPTER II. CHAPTER III. CHAPTER IV. CHAPTER V. CHAPTER VI. CHAPTER VII. CHAPTER VIII. CHAPTER IX. CHAPTER X. CHAPTER XI. CHAPTER XII. CHAPTER XIII. CHAPTER XIV. CHAPTER XV. CHAPTER XVI. CHAPTER XVII. CHAPTER XVIII. CHAPTER XIX. CHAPTER XX. CHAPTER XXI. CHAPTER XXII. CHAPTER XXIII. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.458 | 0.706 | [] | 504 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607192 | [
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TER XX. CHAPTER XXI. CHAPTER XXII. CHAPTER XXIII. CHAPTER XXIV. CHAPTER XXV. PREFACE. If the author should be told that the sentimental love of our day was unknown to the pagan world, he would not cite last the two lovers, Antony and Cleopatra, and the will of the powerful Roman general, in which he expressed the desire, wherever he might die, to be buried beside the woman whom he loved to his latest hour. His wish was fulfilled, and the love-life of these two distinguished mortals, which belongs to history | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.395 | 0.88 | [] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607303 | [
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eed, are among this greatly misjudged woman’s fairest claims to renown. Unfortunately it proved less potent than the opinion of Dio, who often distorted what Plutarch related, but probably followed most closely the farce or the popular tales which, in Rome, did not venture to show the Egyptian in a favourable light. The Greek Plutarch, who lived much nearer the period of our heroine than Dio, estimated her more justly than most of the Roman historians. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.336 | 0.852 | [] | 456 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607340 | [
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er more justly than most of the Roman historians. His grandfather had heard many tales of both Cleopatra and Antony from his countryman Philotas, who, during the brilliant days when they revelled in Alexandria, had lived there as a student. Of all the writers who describe the Queen, Plutarch is the most trustworthy, but even his narrative must be used with caution. We have closely followed the clear and comprehensive description given by Plutarch of the last days of our heroine. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.848 | 0.862 | ["family"] | 483 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607401 | [
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iven by Plutarch of the last days of our heroine. It bears the impress of truth, and to deviate widely from it would be arbitrary. Unluckily, Egyptian records contain nothing which could have much weight in estimating the character of Cleopatra, though we have likenesses representing the Queen alone, or with her son Cæsarion. Very recently (in 1892) the fragment of a colossal double statue was found in Alexandria, which can scarcely be intended for any persons except Cleopatra and Antony hand in hand. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.811 | 0.868 | ["philosophy"] | 506 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607431 | [
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persons except Cleopatra and Antony hand in hand. The upper part of the female figure is in a state of tolerable preservation, and shows a young and attractive face. The male figure was doubtless sacrificed to Octavianus’s command to destroy Antony’s statues. We are indebted to Herr Dr. Walther, in Alexandria, for an excellent photograph of this remarkable piece of sculpture. Comparatively few other works of plastic art, in which we here include coins, that could render us familiar with our heroine’s appear | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.871 | 0.866 | [] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607454 | [
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could render us familiar with our heroine’s appearance, have been preserved. Though the author must especially desire to render his creation a work of art, it is also requisite to strive for fidelity. As the heroine’s portrait must reveal her true character, so the life represented here must correspond in every line with the civilization of the period described. For this purpose we placed Cleopatra in the centre of a larger group of people, whom she influences, and who enable her personality to be displayed | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.619 | 0.87 | [] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607475 | [
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es, and who enable her personality to be displayed in the various relations of life. Should the author succeed in making the picture of the remarkable woman, who was so differently judged, as “lifelike” and vivid as it stamped itself upon his own imagination, he might remember with pleasure the hours which he devoted to this book. Georg Ebers Tützing on the Starnberger See , October 5, 1893 . CLEOPATRA. CHAPTER I. Gorgias, the architect, had learned to bear the scorching sunbeams of the Egyptian noonday. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.396 | 0.872 | [] | 509 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607496 | [
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ad closed his eyes in death shortly after its completion. The sanctuary whence Gorgias commenced his survey was in one of the fairest portions of the Bruchium, the Alexandrian quarter, where stood the royal palace with its extensive annexes, the finest temples—except the Serapeum, situated in another part of the city—and the largest theatres; the Forum invited the council of Macedonian citizens to its assemblies, and the Museum afforded a resort for the scholars. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.627 | 0.698 | [] | 467 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607518 | [
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at the sight of this portion of his native city. He had been in Rome, and visited many other places numbered among the world’s fairest and most populous cities; but not one contained so many superb works of art crowded together in so small a space. “If one of the immortals themselves,” he murmured, “should strive to erect for the inhabitants of Olympus a quarter meet for their grandeur and beauty, it could scarcely be much more superb or better fitted to satisfy the artistic needs which we possess as their | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.356 | 0.882 | [] | 511 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607539 | [
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tisfy the artistic needs which we possess as their gift, and it would surely be placed on the shore of such a sea.” While speaking, he shaded his keen eyes with his hand. The architect, who usually devoted his whole attention to the single object that claimed his notice, now permitted himself the pleasure of enjoying the entire picture in whose finishing touches he had himself borne a part; and, as his practised eye perceived in every temple and colonnade the studied and finished harmony of form, and the ad | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.355 | 0.88 | ["communication", "philosophy"] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607565 | [
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ay again; a gay voice from below called his name. A singular procession had approached the temple—a small body of armed men, led by a short, stout fellow, whose big head, covered with bushy curls, was crowned with a laurel wreath. He was talking eagerly to a younger man, but had paused with the others in front of the sanctuary to greet the architect. The latter shouted a few pleasant words in reply. The laurel-crowned figure made a movement as if he intended to join him, but his companion checked him, and, | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.62 | 0.884 | [] | 511 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607585 | [
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patra had gained a great victory on sea and land. In the eating-house at Kanopus, where he had breakfasted, everyone was full of the joyful news, and rivers of wine had been drunk to the health of the victors and the destruction of the malicious foe. “In these days,” cried Dion, “not only weak-brained fellows, like the zither-player, believe me omniscient, but many sensible men also. And why? Because, forsooth, I am the nephew of Zeno, the Keeper of the Seal, who is on the brink of despair because he himsel | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.751 | 0.882 | ["war_conflict"] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607609 | [
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, who is on the brink of despair because he himself knows nothing, not even the veriest trifle.” “Yet he stands nearest to the Regent,” observed Gorgias, “and must learn, if any one does, how the fleet fares.” “You too!” sighed his friend. “Had I been standing so far above the ground as you, the architect—by the dog, I should not have failed to note the quarter whence the wind blew! It has been southerly a whole fortnight, and keeps back the galleys coming from the north. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.628 | 0.874 | [] | 476 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607631 | [
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and keeps back the galleys coming from the north. The Regent knows nothing, absolutely nothing, and my uncle, of course, no more. But if they do learn anything they will be shrewd enough not to enrich me with it.” “True, there are other rumours afloat,” said the architect thoughtfully. “If I were in Mardion’s place——” “Thank the Olympians that you are not,” laughed his companion. “He has as many cares as a fish has scales. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.843 | 0.85 | [] | 426 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607666 | [
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nion. “He has as many cares as a fish has scales. And one, the greatest.—That pert young Antyllus was over-ready with his tongue yesterday at Barine’s. Poor fellow! He’ll have to answer for it to his tutor at home.” “You mean the remark about the Queen’s accompanying the fleet?” “St!” said Dion, putting his finger on his lips, for many men and women were now ascending the temple steps. Several carried flowers and cakes, and the features of most expressed joyful emotion. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.627 | 0.714 | ["family"] | 474 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607690 | [
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incided with the opinion of all the wisest heads. The reckless youth enthusiastically reverenced his father, but Cleopatra, the object of Antony’s love, and—in the Egyptians’ eyes—his wife, was not Antyllus’s mother. He was the son of Fulvia, his father’s first wife, and feeling himself a Roman, would have preferred a thousand times to live on the banks of the Tiber. Besides, it was certain—Antony’s stanchest friends made no attempt to conceal the fact—that the Queen’s presence with the army exerted a distu | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.539 | 0.866 | ["family", "war_conflict"] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607715 | [
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d already spread abroad, and their first questions revealed that this was the case. It was even stated that the old sage’s house was to be torn down, and within a few hours. This was vehemently contradicted; but a tall, scrawny man seemed to have undertaken to defend the ruler’s violence. The friends knew him well. It was the Syrian Philostratus, a clever extempore speaker and agitator of the people, who placed his clever tongue at the disposal of the highest bidder. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.587 | 0.864 | [] | 471 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607736 | [
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ver tongue at the disposal of the highest bidder. “The rascal is probably now in my uncle’s employ,” said Dion. “The idea of putting the piece of sculpture there originated with him, and it is difficult to turn him from such plans. There is some secret object to be gained here. That is why they have brought Philostratus. I wonder if the conspiracy is connected in any way with Barine, whose husband—unfortunately for her—he was before he cast her off.” “Cast her off!” exclaimed Gorgias wrathfully. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.57 | 0.872 | ["crisis", "family"] | 500 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607761 | [
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f.” “Cast her off!” exclaimed Gorgias wrathfully. “How that sounds! True, he did it, but to persuade him the poor woman sacrificed half the fortune her father had earned by his brush. You know as well as I that life with that scoundrel would be unbearable.” “Very true,” replied Dion quietly. “But as all Alexandria melted into admiration after her singing of the yalemos at the Adonis festival, she no longer needed her contemptible consort.” “How can you take pleasure, whenever it is possible, in casting such | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.395 | 0.724 | ["family"] | 512 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607786 | [
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pleasure, whenever it is possible, in casting such slurs upon a woman, whom but yesterday you called blameless, charming, peerless?” “That the light she sheds may not dazzle your eyes. I know how sensitive they are.” “Then spare, instead of irritating them. Besides, your suggestion gives food for thought Barine is the granddaughter of the man whose garden they want, and the advocate would probably be glad to injure both. But I’ll spoil his game. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.825 | 0.85 | [] | 449 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607806 | [
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be glad to injure both. But I’ll spoil his game. It is my business to choose the site for the statues.” “Yours?” replied Dion. “Unless some one who is more powerful opposes you. I would try to win my uncle, but there are others superior to him. The Queen has gone, it is true; but Iras, whose commands do not die away in empty air, told me this morning that she had her own ideas about the erection of the statue.” “Then you bring Philostratus here!” cried the architect. “I?” asked the other in amazement. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.831 | 0.74 | [] | 506 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607826 | [
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the architect. “I?” asked the other in amazement. “Ay, you,” asserted Gorgias. “Did not you say that Iras, with whom you played when a boy is now becoming troublesome by watching your every step? And then—you visit Barine constantly and she so evidently prefers you, that the fact might easily reach the ears of Iras.” “As Argus has a hundred, jealousy has a thousand eyes,” interrupted Dion, “yet I seek nothing from Barine, save two pleasant hours when the day is drawing towards its close. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.629 | 0.87 | ["war_conflict"] | 492 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607849 | [
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hours when the day is drawing towards its close. No matter; Iras, I suppose, heard that I was favoured by this much-admired woman. Iras herself has some little regard for me, so she bought Philostratus. She is willing to pay something for the sake of injuring the woman who stands between us, or the old man who has the good or evil fortune of being her rival’s grandfather. No, no; that would be too base! And believe me, if Iras desired to ruin Barine, she need not make so long a circuit. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.829 | 0.884 | ["salary", "war_conflict", "family"] | 491 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607873 | [
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ruin Barine, she need not make so long a circuit. Besides, she is not really a wicked woman. Or is she? All I know is that where any advantage is to be gained for the Queen, she does not shrink even from doubtful means, and also that the hours speed swiftly for any one in her society. Yes, Iras, Iras—I like to utter the name. Yet I do not love her, and she—loves only herself, and—a thing few can say—another still more. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.842 | 0.864 | [] | 422 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607901 | [
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self, and—a thing few can say—another still more. What is the world, what am I to her, compared with the Queen, the idol of her heart? Since Cleopatra’s departure, Iras seems like the forsaken Ariadne, or a young roe which has strayed from its mother. But stop; she may have a hand in the game: the Queen trusted her as if she were her sister, her daughter. No one knows what she and Charmian are to her. They are called waiting-women, but are their sovereign’s dearest friends. | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/5482/5482-h/5482-h.htm | Cleopatra, by Georg Ebers - Project Gutenberg | gutenberg.org | 0.698 | 0.874 | ["family"] | 478 | Cleopatra | personality | 2026-02-28T03:43:40.607942 | [
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