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1

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2]

Messenger

172

Ay:
But soon that war had end, and the time's state
Made friends of them, joining their force 'gainst Caesar;
Whose better issue in the war, from Italy,
Upon the first encounter, drave them.

2

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2]

Domitius Enobarus

241

Alack, sir, no; her passions are made of nothing but
the finest part of pure love: we cannot call her
winds and waters sighs and tears; they are greater
storms and tempests than almanacs can report: this
cannot be cunning in her; if it be, she makes a
shower of rain as well as Jove.

3

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Octavius

739

You may be pleased to catch at mine intent
By what did here befal me. Your wife and brother
Made wars upon me; and their contestation
Was theme for you, you were the word of war.

4

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Antony

767

So much uncurbable, her garboils, Caesar
Made out of her impatience, which not wanted
Shrewdness of policy too, I grieving grant
Did you too much disquiet: for that you must
But say, I could not help it.

5

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Antony

795

Neglected, rather;
And then when poison'd hours had bound me up
From mine own knowledge. As nearly as I may,
I'll play the penitent to you: but mine honesty
Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my power
Work without it. Truth is, that Fulvia,
To have me out of Egypt, made wars here;
For which myself, the ignorant motive, do
So far ask pardon as befits mine honour
To stoop in such a case.

6

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Domitius Enobarus

902

Ay, sir; we did sleep day out of countenance, and
made the night light with drinking.

7

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Domitius Enobarus

914

I will tell you.
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne,
Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold;
Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver,
Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made
The water which they beat to follow faster,
As amorous of their strokes. For her own person,
It beggar'd all description: she did lie
In her pavilion—cloth-of-gold of tissue—
O'er-picturing that Venus where we see
The fancy outwork nature: on each side her
Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids,
With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem
To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool,
And what they undid did.

8

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Domitius Enobarus

931

Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides,
So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes,
And made their bends adornings: at the helm
A seeming mermaid steers: the silken tackle
Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands,
That yarely frame the office. From the barge
A strange invisible perfume hits the sense
Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast
Her people out upon her; and Antony,
Enthroned i' the market-place, did sit alone,
Whistling to the air; which, but for vacancy,
Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too,
And made a gap in nature.

9

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Agrippa

953

Royal wench!
She made great Caesar lay his sword to bed:
He plough'd her, and she cropp'd.

10

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 5]

Messenger

1120

Free, madam! no; I made no such report:
He's bound unto Octavia.

11

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 5]

Messenger

1136

Gracious madam,
I that do bring the news made not the match.

12

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 5]

Messenger

1146

Nay, then I'll run.
What mean you, madam? I have made no fault.

13

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 5]

Cleopatra

1174

O, I would thou didst,
So half my Egypt were submerged and made
A cistern for scaled snakes! Go, get thee hence:
Hadst thou Narcissus in thy face, to me
Thou wouldst appear most ugly. He is married?

14

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6]

Pompey

1221

To you all three,
The senators alone of this great world,
Chief factors for the gods, I do not know
Wherefore my father should revengers want,
Having a son and friends; since Julius Caesar,
Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted,
There saw you labouring for him. What was't
That moved pale Cassius to conspire; and what
Made the all-honour'd, honest Roman, Brutus,
With the arm'd rest, courtiers and beauteous freedom,
To drench the Capitol; but that they would
Have one man but a man? And that is it
Hath made me rig my navy; at whose burthen
The anger'd ocean foams; with which I meant
To scourge the ingratitude that despiteful Rome
Cast on my noble father.

15

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6]

Pompey

1253

You have made me offer
Of Sicily, Sardinia; and I must
Rid all the sea of pirates; then, to send
Measures of wheat to Rome; this 'greed upon
To part with unhack'd edges, and bear back
Our targes undinted.

16

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6]

Menas

1320

[Aside] Thy father, Pompey, would ne'er have
made this treaty.—You and I have known, sir.

17

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6]

Menas

1352

I think the policy of that purpose made more in the
marriage than the love of the parties.

18

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7]

First Servant

1377

They have made him drink alms-drink.

19

Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 4]

Antony

1752

Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that,—
That were excusable, that, and thousands more
Of semblable import,—but he hath waged
New wars 'gainst Pompey; made his will, and read it
To public ear:
Spoke scantly of me: when perforce he could not
But pay me terms of honour, cold and sickly
He vented them; most narrow measure lent me:
When the best hint was given him, he not took't,
Or did it from his teeth.

20

Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 5]

Eros

1798

Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.