Sardou's Cleopatra — page 270: what you’re looking at

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

SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. ub5 me—it has been a glorious one—a Roman, I have’ had for a conqueror no other than a Roman. I have lived, loving and loved by you. In death I am still happy. Iam near you. Happy! Do not grieve forme. All Cesar has is as naught to this. I die for you, andin your arms. Kiss me, my sweet!” She pressed, in a long passionate kiss, her warm lips to his already cold in death, and, in that kiss, Antony’s soul sped to the Great Un- known. Suddenly, the queen raised her head, and gazed wildly upon the ashen face. ‘Then, she shrieked aloud: “Dead! Dead!” Charmian and Iras hurried toher side. Iras cast her arms about the queen, while Charmian bent over and closed the staring eyes of Antony. The queen seemed frozen into marble, so white and rigid was she. Finally, the pale lips moved, and in low, heart-breaking accents, she mur- mured : “What! His eyes are closed, closed forever ! My Antony! Iwill soon follow you, and yet— and yet, it is frightful, it is cruel for you to go first. The half of my soul is torn away. To Sj (e(0) m Gomichoo