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Work The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets are treated as single work with 154 parts.

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1

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 1]

Philo

70

Sir, sometimes, when he is not Antony,
He comes too short of that great property
Which still should go with Antony.

2

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2]

Charmian

86

Is this the man? Is't you, sir, that know things?

3

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2]

Charmian

93

Good sir, give me good fortune.

4

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2]

Domitius Enobarus

225

What's your pleasure, sir?

5

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.

6

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2]

Domitius Enobarus

248

O, sir, you had then left unseen a wonderful piece
of work; which not to have been blest withal would
have discredited your travel.

7

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2]

Domitius Enobarus

252

Sir?

8

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2]

Domitius Enobarus

256

Why, sir, give the gods a thankful sacrifice. When
it pleaseth their deities to take the wife of a man
from him, it shows to man the tailors of the earth;
comforting therein, that when old robes are worn
out, there are members to make new. If there were
no more women but Fulvia, then had you indeed a cut,
and the case to be lamented: this grief is crowned
with consolation; your old smock brings forth a new
petticoat: and indeed the tears live in an onion
that should water this sorrow.

9

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 3]

Cleopatra

399

Courteous lord, one word.
Sir, you and I must part, but that's not it:
Sir, you and I have loved, but there's not it;
That you know well: something it is I would,
O, my oblivion is a very Antony,
And I am all forgotten.

10

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 3]

Cleopatra

408

'Tis sweating labour
To bear such idleness so near the heart
As Cleopatra this. But, sir, forgive me;
Since my becomings kill me, when they do not
Eye well to you: your honour calls you hence;
Therefore be deaf to my unpitied folly.
And all the gods go with you! upon your sword
Sit laurel victory! and smooth success
Be strew'd before your feet!

11

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 4]

Lepidus

514

Farewell, my lord: what you shall know meantime
Of stirs abroad, I shall beseech you, sir,
To let me be partaker.

12

Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 4]

Octavius

517

Doubt not, sir;
I knew it for my bond.

13

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 1]

Menas

638

From Silvius, sir.

14

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Antony

722

Sit, sir.

15

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Antony

776

Sir,
He fell upon me ere admitted: then
Three kings I had newly feasted, and did want
Of what I was i' the morning: but next day
I told him of myself; which was as much
As to have ask'd him pardon. Let this fellow
Be nothing of our strife; if we contend,
Out of our question wipe him.

16

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Mecaenas

896

Welcome from Egypt, sir.

17

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Domitius Enobarus

902

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

18

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2]

Domitius Enobarus

975

Humbly, sir, I thank you.

19

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.

20

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 4]

Agrippa

1035

Sir, Mark Antony
Will e'en but kiss Octavia, and we'll follow.