Sardou's Cleopatra — page 203: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

188 SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. change; and she turned to Antony with a soft, alluring smile, a sweet, bewildering glance. “Are you satished?” she said. “Am I for- given ?” “Forgiven!” hecried. “It is I who am the cul- prit, not you! I have but one desire, to live and die at the queen’s feet.”’ | Her lithe, shapely figure swayed toward him. ‘Not at her feet, but close to her heart.” The perfume of her breath intoxicated him; the lovelight in her eyes stirred the blood in his — veins to fever. He flung his arms about her and | crushed her to his breast with an ardor that was almost savage in its intensity, and his lips met hers in one long, fierce, passionate kiss. Once more she lay, in her matchless beauty, within his embrace, and to keep her there he was ready to sacrifice the whole earth. Oh! boat, carrying the gentle woman with the message of peace hidden in the folds of her robe, your speed is of no avail. You will arrive too late. Cleopatra has reconquered her lover. “My adored queen!” said Antony, releasing her a little, in order to feast his eyes upon her loveliness. “Ye gods! how pale she is!’ “T have been so long separated from you,” she comicbooks > - . (el @)