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Work
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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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the character name is "Poet."
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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Alexas |
151 |
Lo, now, if it lay in their hands to make me a
cuckold, they would make themselves whores, but
they'ld do't!
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2 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 3] |
Cleopatra |
330 |
Why should I think you can be mine and true,
Though you in swearing shake the throned gods,
Who have been false to Fulvia? Riotous madness,
To be entangled with those mouth-made vows,
Which break themselves in swearing!
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3 |
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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4 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Domitius Enobarus |
962 |
Never; he will not:
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety: other women cloy
The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies; for vilest things
Become themselves in her: that the holy priests
Bless her when she is riggish.
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 5] |
Cleopatra |
1156 |
I will not hurt him.
[Exit CHARMIAN]
These hands do lack nobility, that they strike
A meaner than myself; since I myself
Have given myself the cause.
[Re-enter CHARMIAN and Messenger]
Come hither, sir.
Though it be honest, it is never good
To bring bad news: give to a gracious message.
An host of tongues; but let ill tidings tell
Themselves when they be felt.
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6 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 3] |
(stage directions) |
2587 |
[They place themselves in every corner of the stage]
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7 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 2] |
Charmian |
3758 |
Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain; that I may say,
The gods themselves do weep!
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