Attend. The music, ho! Enter MARDIAN.
Cleo. Let it alone; let's to billiards:1 come, Charmian.
Char. My arm is sore; best play with Mardian.
Cleo. As well a woman with an eunuch play'd As with a woman. -- Come, you'll play with me, sir?
Mar. As well as I can, madam.
Cleo. And when good will is show'd, though't come too short, The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now: Give me mine angle, -- we'll to th' river: there, My music playing far off, I will betray Tawny-finn'd fishes; my bended hook shall pierce Their slimy jaws; and, as I draw them up, I'll think them every one an Antony, And say, Ah, ha! you're caught.
Char. 'Twas merry when You wager'd on your angling; when your diver Did hang a salt-fish on his hook, which he With fervency drew up.
Cleo. That time, -- O times! -- I laugh'd him out of patience; and that night I laugh'd him into patience: and next morn,____________________