Sardou's Cleopatra — page 46: what you’re looking at

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

SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. 31 me where you will. My life commences from to-day.” Hand in. hand, they proceeded across the square, between the lines of wondering soldiers, to where the royal barge was waiting to receive them, and bear them away to the land of the ris- ing sun. Beneath the witchery of the siren, the ]j udge’s anger had melted like snow beneath a July sun. The great general, whom no legions of armed men could move a hair’s breadth, had capitulated. without resistance to a woman’s smile. Bound in chains softer than velvet, stronger than steel, the mighty triumvir was reduced to slavery. Vae victis | Eomicboo cS (G( 0)