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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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2 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 5] |
Alexas |
580 |
Like to the time o' the year between the extremes
Of hot and cold, he was nor sad nor merry.
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3 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 5] |
Cleopatra |
582 |
O well-divided disposition! Note him,
Note him good Charmian, 'tis the man; but note him:
He was not sad, for he would shine on those
That make their looks by his; he was not merry,
Which seem'd to tell them his remembrance lay
In Egypt with his joy; but between both:
O heavenly mingle! Be'st thou sad or merry,
The violence of either thee becomes,
So does it no man else. Met'st thou my posts?
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4 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 1] |
Pompey |
667 |
I know not, Menas,
How lesser enmities may give way to greater.
Were't not that we stand up against them all,
'Twere pregnant they should square between
themselves;
For they have entertained cause enough
To draw their swords: but how the fear of us
May cement their divisions and bind up
The petty difference, we yet not know.
Be't as our gods will have't! It only stands
Our lives upon to use our strongest hands.
Come, Menas.
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Mecaenas |
806 |
If it might please you, to enforce no further
The griefs between ye: to forget them quite
Were to remember that the present need
Speaks to atone you.
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6 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 3] |
(stage directions) |
977 |
[Enter MARK ANTONY, OCTAVIUS CAESAR, OCTAVIA between]
them, and Attendants]
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7 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 3] |
Soothsayer |
1000 |
Caesar's.
Therefore, O Antony, stay not by his side:
Thy demon, that's thy spirit which keeps thee, is
Noble, courageous high, unmatchable,
Where Caesar's is not; but, near him, thy angel
Becomes a fear, as being o'erpower'd: therefore
Make space enough between you.
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8 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Pompey |
1283 |
I hope so, Lepidus. Thus we are agreed:
I crave our composition may be written,
And seal'd between us.
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9 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
First Servant |
1381 |
But it raises the greater war between him and
his discretion.
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10 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 3] |
Messenger |
1697 |
Madam, in Rome;
I look'd her in the face, and saw her led
Between her brother and Mark Antony.
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11 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 4] |
Octavia |
1762 |
O my good lord,
Believe not all; or, if you must believe,
Stomach not all. A more unhappy lady,
If this division chance, ne'er stood between,
Praying for both parts:
The good gods me presently,
When I shall pray, 'O bless my lord and husband!'
Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud,
'O, bless my brother!' Husband win, win brother,
Prays, and destroys the prayer; no midway
'Twixt these extremes at all.
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12 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 4] |
Antony |
1773 |
Gentle Octavia,
Let your best love draw to that point, which seeks
Best to preserve it: if I lose mine honour,
I lose myself: better I were not yours
Than yours so branchless. But, as you requested,
Yourself shall go between 's: the mean time, lady,
I'll raise the preparation of a war
Shall stain your brother: make your soonest haste;
So your desires are yours.
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13 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 5] |
Domitius Enobarus |
1806 |
Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more;
And throw between them all the food thou hast,
They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?
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14 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 6] |
Octavius |
1822 |
Contemning Rome, he has done all this, and more,
In Alexandria: here's the manner of 't:
I' the market-place, on a tribunal silver'd,
Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold
Were publicly enthroned: at the feet sat
Caesarion, whom they call my father's son,
And all the unlawful issue that their lust
Since then hath made between them. Unto her
He gave the stablishment of Egypt; made her
Of lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia,
Absolute queen.
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15 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 12] |
Euphronius |
2211 |
Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and
Requires to live in Egypt: which not granted,
He lessens his requests; and to thee sues
To let him breathe between the heavens and earth,
A private man in Athens: this for him.
Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness;
Submits her to thy might; and of thee craves
The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs,
Now hazarded to thy grace.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 14] |
Mardian |
3011 |
Death of one person can be paid but once,
And that she has discharged: what thou wouldst do
Is done unto thy hand: the last she spake
Was 'Antony! most noble Antony!'
Then in the midst a tearing groan did break
The name of Antony; it was divided
Between her heart and lips: she render'd life,
Thy name so buried in her.
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