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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 |
25 |
Nay, hear them, Antony:
Fulvia perchance is angry; or, who knows
If the scarce-bearded Caesar have not sent
His powerful mandate to you, 'Do this, or this;
Take in that kingdom, and enfranchise that;
Perform 't, or else we damn thee.'
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3 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 1] |
Cleopatra |
32 |
Perchance! nay, and most like:
You must not stay here longer, your dismission
Is come from Caesar; therefore hear it, Antony.
Where's Fulvia's process? Caesar's I would say? both?
Call in the messengers. As I am Egypt's queen,
Thou blushest, Antony; and that blood of thine
Is Caesar's homager: else so thy cheek pays shame
When shrill-tongued Fulvia scolds. The messengers!
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4 |
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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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 1] |
Demetrius |
73 |
I am full sorry
That he approves the common liar, who
Thus speaks of him at Rome: but I will hope
Of better deeds to-morrow. Rest you happy!
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6 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Charmian |
79 |
Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most any thing Alexas,
almost most absolute Alexas, where's the soothsayer
that you praised so to the queen? O, that I knew
this husband, which, you say, must charge his horns
with garlands!
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7 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Charmian |
86 |
Is this the man? Is't you, sir, that know things?
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8 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Soothsayer |
96 |
You shall be yet far fairer than you are.
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9 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Iras |
98 |
No, you shall paint when you are old.
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10 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Soothsayer |
102 |
You shall be more beloving than beloved.
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11 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Soothsayer |
110 |
You shall outlive the lady whom you serve.
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12 |
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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13 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Alexas |
119 |
You think none but your sheets are privy to your wishes.
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14 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Iras |
126 |
Go, you wild bedfellow, you cannot soothsay.
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15 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Charmian |
134 |
Well, if you were but an inch of fortune better than
I, where would you choose it?
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16 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Cleopatra |
157 |
Saw you my lord?
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17 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Antony |
202 |
Let him appear.
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.
[Enter another Messenger]
What are you?
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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.
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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.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Domitius Enobarus |
268 |
And the business you have broached here cannot be
without you; especially that of Cleopatra's, which
wholly depends on your abode.
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