ABSTRACT
Thou only Cleopatra triumph hast, Thou only hast my fredome servile made, Thou only hast me vanquisht: not by force (For forste I cannot be) but by sweete baites Of thy eyes graces, which did gaine so fast Upon my libertie, that nought remain'd. None els henceforth, but thou my dearest Queene, Shall glorie in commaunding Antonie.
