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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Soothsayer |
110 |
You shall outlive the lady whom you serve.
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2 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Domitius Enobarus |
158 |
No, lady.
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3 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 3] |
Antony |
344 |
How now, lady!
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4 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 3] |
Antony |
398 |
I'll leave you, lady.
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Mecaenas |
908 |
She's a most triumphant lady, if report be square to
her.
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6 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 3] |
Antony |
984 |
Good night, sir. My Octavia,
Read not my blemishes in the world's report:
I have not kept my square; but that to come
Shall all be done by the rule. Good night, dear lady.
Good night, sir.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 4] |
Octavia |
1762 |
O my good lord,
Believe not all; or, if you must believe,
Stomach not all. A more unhappy lady,
If this division chance, ne'er stood between,
Praying for both parts:
The good gods me presently,
When I shall pray, 'O bless my lord and husband!'
Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud,
'O, bless my brother!' Husband win, win brother,
Prays, and destroys the prayer; no midway
'Twixt these extremes at all.
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8 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 4] |
Antony |
1773 |
Gentle Octavia,
Let your best love draw to that point, which seeks
Best to preserve it: if I lose mine honour,
I lose myself: better I were not yours
Than yours so branchless. But, as you requested,
Yourself shall go between 's: the mean time, lady,
I'll raise the preparation of a war
Shall stain your brother: make your soonest haste;
So your desires are yours.
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9 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 6] |
Agrippa |
1924 |
Welcome, lady.
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10 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 13] |
Antony |
2417 |
If that thy father live, let him repent
Thou wast not made his daughter; and be thou sorry
To follow Caesar in his triumph, since
Thou hast been whipp'd for following him: henceforth
The white hand of a lady fever thee,
Shake thou to look on 't. Get thee back to Caesar,
Tell him thy entertainment: look, thou say
He makes me angry with him; for he seems
Proud and disdainful, harping on what I am,
Not what he knew I was: he makes me angry;
And at this time most easy 'tis to do't,
When my good stars, that were my former guides,
Have empty left their orbs, and shot their fires
Into the abysm of hell. If he mislike
My speech and what is done, tell him he has
Hipparchus, my enfranched bondman, whom
He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture,
As he shall like, to quit me: urge it thou:
Hence with thy stripes, begone!
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11 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 13] |
Antony |
2456 |
I am satisfied.
Caesar sits down in Alexandria; where
I will oppose his fate. Our force by land
Hath nobly held; our sever'd navy too
Have knit again, and fleet, threatening most sea-like.
Where hast thou been, my heart? Dost thou hear, lady?
If from the field I shall return once more
To kiss these lips, I will appear in blood;
I and my sword will earn our chronicle:
There's hope in't yet.
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12 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 14] |
Antony |
2992 |
My good knave Eros, now thy captain is
Even such a body: here I am Antony:
Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave.
I made these wars for Egypt: and the queen,—
Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine;
Which whilst it was mine had annex'd unto't
A million more, now lost,—she, Eros, has
Pack'd cards with Caesar, and false-play'd my glory
Unto an enemy's triumph.
Nay, weep not, gentle Eros; there is left us
Ourselves to end ourselves.
[Enter MARDIAN]
O! thy vile lady!
She has robb'd me of my sword.
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13 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 15] |
Charmian |
3248 |
O, quietness, lady!
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14 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 15] |
Charmian |
3250 |
Lady!
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15 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 2] |
Proculeius |
3415 |
This I'll report, dear lady.
Have comfort, for I know your plight is pitied
Of him that caused it.
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16 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 2] |
Proculeius |
3430 |
Hold, worthy lady, hold:
[Seizes and disarms her]
Do not yourself such wrong, who are in this
Relieved, but not betray'd.
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17 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 2] |
Proculeius |
3444 |
O, temperance, lady!
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Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 2] |
Cleopatra |
3583 |
O Caesar, what a wounding shame is this,
That thou, vouchsafing here to visit me,
Doing the honour of thy lordliness
To one so meek, that mine own servant should
Parcel the sum of my disgraces by
Addition of his envy! Say, good Caesar,
That I some lady trifles have reserved,
Immoment toys, things of such dignity
As we greet modern friends withal; and say,
Some nobler token I have kept apart
For Livia and Octavia, to induce
Their mediation; must I be unfolded
With one that I have bred? The gods! it smites me
Beneath the fall I have.
[To SELEUCUS]
Prithee, go hence;
Or I shall show the cinders of my spirits
Through the ashes of my chance: wert thou a man,
Thou wouldst have mercy on me.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 2] |
Iras |
3625 |
Finish, good lady; the bright day is done,
And we are for the dark.
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