Lay me stark nak’d, and let the water-flies
Blow me into abhorring!
As things kick off, Caesar and his crew are gathered in his camp to reminisce about what a spiffy guy Antony was. Even though just recently many of them were probably hoping to ram a spear through his head. In the meantime Cleopatra wants to be done with it all but first gives a rather effective speech about the late great Antony :
His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear’d arm
Crested the world; his voice was propertied
As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends;
But when he meant to quail and shake the orb,
He was as rattling thunder.
And so on. A rather bang-up finish, this Act V, and it's probably not a spoiler to anyone to reveal how things wind up. Though Caesar promises to treat Cleopatra well she's not having any of it and proceeds to do what she must do. And curtain.