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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, 3] |
Cleopatra |
369 |
O most false love!
Where be the sacred vials thou shouldst fill
With sorrowful water? Now I see, I see,
In Fulvia's death, how mine received shall be.
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3 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Domitius Enobarus |
914 |
I will tell you.
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne,
Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold;
Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver,
Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made
The water which they beat to follow faster,
As amorous of their strokes. For her own person,
It beggar'd all description: she did lie
In her pavilion—cloth-of-gold of tissue—
O'er-picturing that Venus where we see
The fancy outwork nature: on each side her
Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids,
With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem
To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool,
And what they undid did.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Domitius Enobarus |
1324 |
You have done well by water.
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Menas |
1328 |
Nor what I have done by water.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 14] |
Antony |
2988 |
That which is now a horse, even with a thought
The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct,
As water is in water.
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