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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Alexas |
119 |
You think none but your sheets are privy to your wishes.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 2] |
Domitius Enobarus |
231 |
Under a compelling occasion, let women die; it were
pity to cast them away for nothing; though, between
them and a great cause, they should be esteemed
nothing. Cleopatra, catching but the least noise of
this, dies instantly; I have seen her die twenty
times upon far poorer moment: I do think there is
mettle in death, which commits some loving act upon
her, she hath such a celerity in dying.
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3 |
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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4 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 4] |
Octavius |
424 |
You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth know,
It is not Caesar's natural vice to hate
Our great competitor: from Alexandria
This is the news: he fishes, drinks, and wastes
The lamps of night in revel; is not more man-like
Than Cleopatra; nor the queen of Ptolemy
More womanly than he; hardly gave audience, or
Vouchsafed to think he had partners: you shall find there
A man who is the abstract of all faults
That all men follow.
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5 |
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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6 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 4] |
Messenger |
476 |
Caesar, I bring thee word,
Menecrates and Menas, famous pirates,
Make the sea serve them, which they ear and wound
With keels of every kind: many hot inroads
They make in Italy; the borders maritime
Lack blood to think on't, and flush youth revolt:
No vessel can peep forth, but 'tis as soon
Taken as seen; for Pompey's name strikes more
Than could his war resisted.
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7 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 5] |
Charmian |
528 |
You think of him too much.
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8 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 5] |
Mardian |
539 |
Not in deed, madam; for I can do nothing
But what indeed is honest to be done:
Yet have I fierce affections, and think
What Venus did with Mars.
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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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10 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 1] |
Pompey |
654 |
I could have given less matter
A better ear. Menas, I did not think
This amorous surfeiter would have donn'd his helm
For such a petty war: his soldiership
Is twice the other twain: but let us rear
The higher our opinion, that our stirring
Can from the lap of Egypt's widow pluck
The ne'er-lust-wearied Antony.
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11 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 1] |
Menas |
662 |
I cannot hope
Caesar and Antony shall well greet together:
His wife that's dead did trespasses to Caesar;
His brother warr'd upon him; although, I think,
Not moved by Antony.
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12 |
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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13 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 5] |
Cleopatra |
1058 |
And when good will is show'd, though't come
too short,
The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now:
Give me mine angle; we'll to the river: there,
My music playing far off, I will betray
Tawny-finn'd fishes; my bended hook shall pierce
Their slimy jaws; and, as I draw them up,
I'll think them every one an Antony,
And say 'Ah, ha! you're caught.'
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14 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Pompey |
1271 |
Let me have your hand:
I did not think, sir, to have met you here.
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15 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Domitius Enobarus |
1322 |
At sea, I think.
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16 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Menas |
1352 |
I think the policy of that purpose made more in the
marriage than the love of the parties.
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17 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 6] |
Domitius Enobarus |
1354 |
I think so too. But you shall find, the band that
seems to tie their friendship together will be the
very strangler of their amity: Octavia is of a
holy, cold, and still conversation.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
Pompey |
1438 |
[Aside to MENAS] I think thou'rt mad.
The matter?
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19 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
Menas |
1450 |
But entertain it,
And, though thou think me poor, I am the man
Will give thee all the world.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 2] |
Domitius Enobarus |
1608 |
But he loves Caesar best; yet he loves Antony:
Ho! hearts, tongues, figures, scribes, bards,
poets, cannot
Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number, ho!
His love to Antony. But as for Caesar,
Kneel down, kneel down, and wonder.
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