For each one of these children a great empire would not be too high a price; for them all----What does earth contain that I would not bestow?
Yet what can I still call my own ?" Her smiling face clouded as she asked the question.

The vision of the lost battle again rose before her mind.

Her own power was lost, forfeited, and with it the independence of the native land which she loved.

Rome was already stretching out her hand to add it to the others as a new province.

But this should not be! Her twin children yonder, sleeping beneath crowns, must wear them! And the boy slumbering on the pillows?
How many kingdoms Antony had bestowed! What remained for her to give?
Again she bent to the child.