them withstand, but death.

_Eras._ To him that striues nought is impossible.

_Cl._ In striuing lyes no hope of my mishapps.

_Eras._ All things do yeelde to force of louely face.

_Cl._ My face too louely caus'd my wretched case.
My face hath so entrap'd, so cast vs downe,
That for his conquest _Caesar_ may it thanke,
Causing that _Antony_ one army lost
The other wholy did to _Caesar_ yeld.
For not induring (so his amorouse sprite
Was with my beautie fir'de) my shamefull flight,
Soone as he saw from ranke wherein he stoode
In hottest fight, my Gallies making saile:
Forgetfull of his charge (as if his soule
Vnto his Ladies soule had bene enchain'd)
He left his men, who so couragiouslie
Did leaue their liues to gaine him victorie.
And carelesse both of fame and armies losse
My oared Gallies follow'd with his Ships
Companion of my flight, by this base parte
Blasting his former flourishing renowne.

_Eras._ Are you therefore cause of his ouerthrowe?

_Cl._ I am sole cause: I did it, only I.

_Er._ Feare of a woman troubled so his sprite?

_Cl._ Fire of his loue was by my feare enflam'd.

_Er._ And should he then to warre haue ledd a Queene?

_Cl._ Alas! this was not his offence, but mine.
_Antony_ (ay me! who else so braue a chiefe!)
Would not I should haue taken Seas with him:
But would haue left me fearfull woman farre
From common hazard of the doubtfull warre.
O that I had beleu'd! now, now of _Rome_
All the great Empire at our beck should bende.
All should obey, the vagabonding _Scythes_,
The feared _Germains_, back-shooting _Parthians_,
Wandring _Numidians_, _Brittons_ farre remoou'd,
And tawny nations scorched with the Sunne.
But I car'd not: so was my soule possest,
(To my great harme) with burning iealousie:
Fearing least in my absence _Antony_
Should leauing me retake _Octauia_.

_Char._ Such was the rigour of your destinie.

_Cl._ Such was my errour and obstinacie.

_Ch._ But since Gods would not, could you doe withall?

_Cl._ Alwaies from Gods good happs, not harms, do fall.

_Ch._ And haue they not all power on mens affaires?

_Cl._ They neuer bow so lowe, as worldly cares.
But leaue to mortall men to be dispos'd
Freelie on earth what euer mortall is.
If we therin sometimes some faultes commit,
We may them not to their high maiesties,
But to our selues impute; whose passions