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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 1] |
Antony |
21 |
Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth.
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2 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 1] |
Cleopatra |
32 |
Perchance! nay, and most like:
You must not stay here longer, your dismission
Is come from Caesar; therefore hear it, Antony.
Where's Fulvia's process? Caesar's I would say? both?
Call in the messengers. As I am Egypt's queen,
Thou blushest, Antony; and that blood of thine
Is Caesar's homager: else so thy cheek pays shame
When shrill-tongued Fulvia scolds. The messengers!
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3 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Charmian |
79 |
Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most any thing Alexas,
almost most absolute Alexas, where's the soothsayer
that you praised so to the queen? O, that I knew
this husband, which, you say, must charge his horns
with garlands!
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4 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Charmian |
114 |
Then belike my children shall have no names:
prithee, how many boys and wenches must I have?
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Antony |
202 |
Let him appear.
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.
[Enter another Messenger]
What are you?
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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Antony |
213 |
Forbear me.
[Exit Second Messenger]
There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempt doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shoved her on.
I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch. How now! Enobarbus!
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7 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Antony |
226 |
I must with haste from hence.
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8 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Antony |
230 |
I must be gone.
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9 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 3] |
Cleopatra |
399 |
Courteous lord, one word.
Sir, you and I must part, but that's not it:
Sir, you and I have loved, but there's not it;
That you know well: something it is I would,
O, my oblivion is a very Antony,
And I am all forgotten.
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10 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 4] |
Lepidus |
434 |
I must not think there are
Evils enow to darken all his goodness:
His faults in him seem as the spots of heaven,
More fiery by night's blackness; hereditary,
Rather than purchased; what he cannot change,
Than what he chooses.
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11 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 4] |
Octavius |
440 |
You are too indulgent. Let us grant, it is not
Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy;
To give a kingdom for a mirth; to sit
And keep the turn of tippling with a slave;
To reel the streets at noon, and stand the buffet
With knaves that smell of sweat: say this
becomes him,—
As his composure must be rare indeed
Whom these things cannot blemish,—yet must Antony
No way excuse his soils, when we do bear
So great weight in his lightness. If he fill'd
His vacancy with his voluptuousness,
Full surfeits, and the dryness of his bones,
Call on him for't: but to confound such time,
That drums him from his sport, and speaks as loud
As his own state and ours,—'tis to be chid
As we rate boys, who, being mature in knowledge,
Pawn their experience to their present pleasure,
And so rebel to judgment.
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12 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 5] |
Cleopatra |
569 |
Mine ear must pluck it thence.
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13 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Lepidus |
694 |
But small to greater matters must give way.
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14 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Octavius |
726 |
I must be laugh'd at,
If, or for nothing or a little, I
Should say myself offended, and with you
Chiefly i' the world; more laugh'd at, that I should
Once name you derogately, when to sound your name
It not concern'd me.
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15 |
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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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Antony |
767 |
So much uncurbable, her garboils, Caesar
Made out of her impatience, which not wanted
Shrewdness of policy too, I grieving grant
Did you too much disquiet: for that you must
But say, I could not help it.
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17 |
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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18 |
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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19 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Mecaenas |
961 |
Now Antony must leave her utterly.
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20 |
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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