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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Antony |
271 |
No more light answers. Let our officers
Have notice what we purpose. I shall break
The cause of our expedience to the queen,
And get her leave to part. For not alone
The death of Fulvia, with more urgent touches,
Do strongly speak to us; but the letters too
Of many our contriving friends in Rome
Petition us at home: Sextus Pompeius
Hath given the dare to Caesar, and commands
The empire of the sea: our slippery people,
Whose love is never link'd to the deserver
Till his deserts are past, begin to throw
Pompey the Great and all his dignities
Upon his son; who, high in name and power,
Higher than both in blood and life, stands up
For the main soldier: whose quality, going on,
The sides o' the world may danger: much is breeding,
Which, like the courser's hair, hath yet but life,
And not a serpent's poison. Say, our pleasure,
To such whose place is under us, requires
Our quick remove from hence.
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2 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 3] |
Antony |
347 |
Hear me, queen:
The strong necessity of time commands
Our services awhile; but my full heart
Remains in use with you. Our Italy
Shines o'er with civil swords: Sextus Pompeius
Makes his approaches to the port of Rome:
Equality of two domestic powers
Breed scrupulous faction: the hated, grown to strength,
Are newly grown to love: the condemn'd Pompey,
Rich in his father's honour, creeps apace,
Into the hearts of such as have not thrived
Upon the present state, whose numbers threaten;
And quietness, grown sick of rest, would purge
By any desperate change: my more particular,
And that which most with you should safe my going,
Is Fulvia's death.
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3 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 4] |
Messenger |
461 |
Thy biddings have been done; and every hour,
Most noble Caesar, shalt thou have report
How 'tis abroad. Pompey is strong at sea;
And it appears he is beloved of those
That only have fear'd Caesar: to the ports
The discontents repair, and men's reports
Give him much wrong'd.
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4 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 4] |
Octavius |
503 |
Let his shames quickly
Drive him to Rome: 'tis time we twain
Did show ourselves i' the field; and to that end
Assemble we immediate council: Pompey
Thrives in our idleness.
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 5] |
Cleopatra |
543 |
O Charmian,
Where think'st thou he is now? Stands he, or sits he?
Or does he walk? or is he on his horse?
O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony!
Do bravely, horse! for wot'st thou whom thou movest?
The demi-Atlas of this earth, the arm
And burgonet of men. He's speaking now,
Or murmuring 'Where's my serpent of old Nile?'
For so he calls me: now I feed myself
With most delicious poison. Think on me,
That am with Phoebus' amorous pinches black,
And wrinkled deep in time? Broad-fronted Caesar,
When thou wast here above the ground, I was
A morsel for a monarch: and great Pompey
Would stand and make his eyes grow in my brow;
There would he anchor his aspect and die
With looking on his life.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 1] |
(stage directions) |
614 |
[Enter POMPEY, MENECRATES, and MENAS, in]
warlike manner]
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7 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 1] |
Menecrates |
618 |
Know, worthy Pompey,
That what they do delay, they not deny.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Domitius Enobarus |
811 |
Or, if you borrow one another's love for the
instant, you may, when you hear no more words of
Pompey, return it again: you shall have time to
wrangle in when you have nothing else to do.
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9 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Antony |
870 |
I did not think to draw my sword 'gainst Pompey;
For he hath laid strange courtesies and great
Of late upon me: I must thank him only,
Lest my remembrance suffer ill report;
At heel of that, defy him.
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10 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Lepidus |
875 |
Time calls upon's:
Of us must Pompey presently be sought,
Or else he seeks out us.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
(stage directions) |
1208 |
[Flourish. Enter POMPEY and MENAS at one door,]
with drum and trumpet: at another, OCTAVIUS CAESAR,
MARK ANTONY, LEPIDUS, DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, MECAENAS,
with Soldiers marching]
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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Antony |
1238 |
Thou canst not fear us, Pompey, with thy sails;
We'll speak with thee at sea: at land, thou know'st
How much we do o'er-count thee.
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13 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Antony |
1268 |
I have heard it, Pompey;
And am well studied for a liberal thanks
Which I do owe you.
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14 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Antony |
1289 |
That will I, Pompey.
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15 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Menas |
1320 |
[Aside] Thy father, Pompey, would ne'er have
made this treaty.—You and I have known, sir.
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16 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Menas |
1339 |
For my part, I am sorry it is turned to a drinking.
Pompey doth this day laugh away his fortune.
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17 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
First Servant |
1386 |
To be called into a huge sphere, and not to be seen
to move in't, are the holes where eyes should be,
which pitifully disaster the cheeks.
[A sennet sounded. Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, MARK]
ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POMPEY, AGRIPPA, MECAENAS,
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, MENAS, with other captains]
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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
Menas |
1411 |
[Aside to POMPEY] Pompey, a word.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
Menas |
1414 |
[Aside to POMPEY] Forsake thy seat, I do beseech
thee, captain,
And hear me speak a word.
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20 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
Antony |
1430 |
With the health that Pompey gives him, else he is a
very epicure.
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