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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 1] |
Antony |
59 |
Fie, wrangling queen!
Whom every thing becomes, to chide, to laugh,
To weep; whose every passion fully strives
To make itself, in thee, fair and admired!
No messenger, but thine; and all alone
To-night we'll wander through the streets and note
The qualities of people. Come, my queen;
Last night you did desire it: speak not to us.
[Exeunt MARK ANTONY and CLEOPATRA with]
their train]
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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 4] |
Octavius |
424 |
You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth know,
It is not Caesar's natural vice to hate
Our great competitor: from Alexandria
This is the news: he fishes, drinks, and wastes
The lamps of night in revel; is not more man-like
Than Cleopatra; nor the queen of Ptolemy
More womanly than he; hardly gave audience, or
Vouchsafed to think he had partners: you shall find there
A man who is the abstract of all faults
That all men follow.
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3 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Domitius Enobarus |
902 |
Ay, sir; we did sleep day out of countenance, and
made the night light with drinking.
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4 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 3] |
Antony |
984 |
Good night, sir. My Octavia,
Read not my blemishes in the world's report:
I have not kept my square; but that to come
Shall all be done by the rule. Good night, dear lady.
Good night, sir.
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 3] |
Octavius |
989 |
Good night.
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6 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 5] |
Cleopatra |
1071 |
That time,—O times!—
I laugh'd him out of patience; and that night
I laugh'd him into patience; and next morn,
Ere the ninth hour, I drunk him to his bed;
Then put my tires and mantles on him, whilst
I wore his sword Philippan.
[Enter a Messenger]
O, from Italy
Ram thou thy fruitful tidings in mine ears,
That long time have been barren.
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7 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
Octavius |
1521 |
What would you more? Pompey, good night. Good brother,
Let me request you off: our graver business
Frowns at this levity. Gentle lords, let's part;
You see we have burnt our cheeks: strong Enobarb
Is weaker than the wine; and mine own tongue
Splits what it speaks: the wild disguise hath almost
Antick'd us all. What needs more words? Good night.
Good Antony, your hand.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 10] |
Domitius Enobarus |
2098 |
Ay, are you thereabouts?
Why, then, good night indeed.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 13] |
Antony |
2467 |
I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, breathed,
And fight maliciously: for when mine hours
Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives
Of me for jests; but now I'll set my teeth,
And send to darkness all that stop me. Come,
Let's have one other gaudy night: call to me
All my sad captains; fill our bowls once more;
Let's mock the midnight bell.
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10 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 2] |
Antony |
2565 |
Ho, ho, ho!
Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus!
Grace grow where those drops fall!
My hearty friends,
You take me in too dolorous a sense;
For I spake to you for your comfort; did desire you
To burn this night with torches: know, my hearts,
I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you
Where rather I'll expect victorious life
Than death and honour. Let's to supper, come,
And drown consideration.
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11 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 3] |
First Soldier |
2578 |
Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day.
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12 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 3] |
Second Soldier |
2582 |
Belike 'tis but a rumour. Good night to you.
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13 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 3] |
First Soldier |
2583 |
Well, sir, good night.
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14 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 3] |
Third Soldier |
2586 |
And you. Good night, good night.
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15 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 9] |
First Soldier |
2832 |
If we be not relieved within this hour,
We must return to the court of guard: the night
Is shiny; and they say we shall embattle
By the second hour i' the morn.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 9] |
Domitius Enobarus |
2839 |
O, bear me witness, night,—
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Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 9] |
Domitius Enobarus |
2849 |
O sovereign mistress of true melancholy,
The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me,
That life, a very rebel to my will,
May hang no longer on me: throw my heart
Against the flint and hardness of my fault:
Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder,
And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony,
Nobler than my revolt is infamous,
Forgive me in thine own particular;
But let the world rank me in register
A master-leaver and a fugitive:
O Antony! O Antony!
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