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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Antony |
179 |
When it concerns the fool or coward. On:
Things that are past are done with me. 'Tis thus:
Who tells me true, though in his tale lie death,
I hear him as he flatter'd.
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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
[I, 3] |
Antony |
382 |
My precious queen, forbear;
And give true evidence to his love, which stands
An honourable trial.
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4 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Antony |
743 |
You do mistake your business; my brother never
Did urge me in his act: I did inquire it;
And have my learning from some true reports,
That drew their swords with you. Did he not rather
Discredit my authority with yours;
And make the wars alike against my stomach,
Having alike your cause? Of this my letters
Before did satisfy you. If you'll patch a quarrel,
As matter whole you have not to make it with,
It must not be with this.
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Mecaenas |
904 |
Eight wild-boars roasted whole at a breakfast, and
but twelve persons there; is this true?
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6 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 3] |
Antony |
1015 |
Get thee gone:
Say to Ventidius I would speak with him:
[Exit Soothsayer]
He shall to Parthia. Be it art or hap,
He hath spoken true: the very dice obey him;
And in our sports my better cunning faints
Under his chance: if we draw lots, he speeds;
His cocks do win the battle still of mine,
When it is all to nought; and his quails ever
Beat mine, inhoop'd, at odds. I will to Egypt:
And though I make this marriage for my peace,
I' the east my pleasure lies.
[Enter VENTIDIUS]
O, come, Ventidius,
You must to Parthia: your commission's ready;
Follow me, and receive't.
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7 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Menas |
1335 |
All men's faces are true, whatsome'er their hands are.
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8 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Domitius Enobarus |
1336 |
But there is never a fair woman has a true face.
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9 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Menas |
1345 |
True, sir; she was the wife of Caius Marcellus.
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10 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Domitius Enobarus |
1348 |
'Tis true.
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11 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 7] |
Messenger |
2005 |
The news is true, my lord; he is descried;
Caesar has taken Toryne.
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12 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 6] |
Soldier |
2736 |
Mock not, Enobarbus.
I tell you true: best you safed the bringer
Out of the host; I must attend mine office,
Or would have done't myself. Your emperor
Continues still a Jove.
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13 |
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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14 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 14] |
First Guard |
3151 |
Woe, woe are we, sir, you may not live to wear
All your true followers out.
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