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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 1] |
Philo |
2 |
Nay, but this dotage of our general's
O'erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes,
That o'er the files and musters of the war
Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn,
The office and devotion of their view
Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart,
Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst
The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper,
And is become the bellows and the fan
To cool a gipsy's lust.
[Flourish. Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, her Ladies,]
the Train, with Eunuchs fanning her]
Look, where they come:
Take but good note, and you shall see in him.
The triple pillar of the world transform'd
Into a strumpet's fool: behold and see.
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2 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 1] |
Cleopatra |
20 |
I'll set a bourn how far to be beloved.
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3 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 1] |
Antony |
40 |
Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch
Of the ranged empire fall! Here is my space.
Kingdoms are clay: our dungy earth alike
Feeds beast as man: the nobleness of life
Is to do thus; when such a mutual pair
[Embracing]
And such a twain can do't, in which I bind,
On pain of punishment, the world to weet
We stand up peerless.
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4 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 1] |
Antony |
53 |
But stirr'd by Cleopatra.
Now, for the love of Love and her soft hours,
Let's not confound the time with conference harsh:
There's not a minute of our lives should stretch
Without some pleasure now. What sport tonight?
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
(stage directions) |
78 |
[Enter CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and a Soothsayer]
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6 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Soothsayer |
87 |
In nature's infinite book of secrecy
A little I can read.
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7 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Charmian |
105 |
Good now, some excellent fortune! Let me be married
to three kings in a forenoon, and widow them all:
let me have a child at fifty, to whom Herod of Jewry
may do homage: find me to marry me with Octavius
Caesar, and companion me with my mistress.
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8 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Soothsayer |
112 |
You have seen and proved a fairer former fortune
Than that which is to approach.
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9 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Soothsayer |
116 |
If every of your wishes had a womb.
And fertile every wish, a million.
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10 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Charmian |
118 |
Out, fool! I forgive thee for a witch.
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11 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Iras |
124 |
There's a palm presages chastity, if nothing else.
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12 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Charmian |
127 |
Nay, if an oily palm be not a fruitful
prognostication, I cannot scratch mine ear. Prithee,
tell her but a worky-day fortune.
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13 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Charmian |
137 |
Our worser thoughts heavens mend! Alexas,—come,
his fortune, his fortune! O, let him marry a woman
that cannot go, sweet Isis, I beseech thee! and let
her die too, and give him a worse! and let worst
follow worse, till the worst of all follow him
laughing to his grave, fifty-fold a cuckold! Good
Isis, hear me this prayer, though thou deny me a
matter of more weight; good Isis, I beseech thee!
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14 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Iras |
145 |
Amen. Dear goddess, hear that prayer of the people!
for, as it is a heartbreaking to see a handsome man
loose-wived, so it is a deadly sorrow to behold a
foul knave uncuckolded: therefore, dear Isis, keep
decorum, and fortune him accordingly!
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15 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Alexas |
151 |
Lo, now, if it lay in their hands to make me a
cuckold, they would make themselves whores, but
they'ld do't!
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16 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Cleopatra |
161 |
He was disposed to mirth; but on the sudden
A Roman thought hath struck him. Enobarbus!
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17 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
(stage directions) |
169 |
[Enter MARK ANTONY with a Messenger and Attendants]
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18 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
(stage directions) |
212 |
[Gives a letter]
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19 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Antony |
213 |
Forbear me.
[Exit Second Messenger]
There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempt doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shoved her on.
I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch. How now! Enobarbus!
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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Domitius Enobarus |
231 |
Under a compelling occasion, let women die; it were
pity to cast them away for nothing; though, between
them and a great cause, they should be esteemed
nothing. Cleopatra, catching but the least noise of
this, dies instantly; I have seen her die twenty
times upon far poorer moment: I do think there is
mettle in death, which commits some loving act upon
her, she hath such a celerity in dying.
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