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1 | (stage directions) | 1 | 1 | [Enter DEMETRIUS and PHILO] | |
2 | 1 | 1 | PHILO | Nay, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper, And is become the bellows and the fan To cool a gipsy's lust. [Flourish. Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, her Ladies,] the Train, with Eunuchs fanning her] Look, where they come: Take but good note, and you shall see in him. The triple pillar of the world transform'd Into a strumpet's fool: behold and see. | |
3 | 1 | 1 | CLEOPATRA | If it be love indeed, tell me how much. | |
4 | 1 | 1 | ANTONY | There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd. | |
5 | 1 | 1 | CLEOPATRA | I'll set a bourn how far to be beloved. | |
6 | 1 | 1 | ANTONY | Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth. | |
7 | (stage directions) | 1 | 1 | [Enter an Attendant] | |
8 | 1 | 1 | ATTENDANT | News, my good lord, from Rome. | |
9 | 1 | 1 | ANTONY | Grates me: the sum. | |
10 | 1 | 1 | CLEOPATRA | Nay, hear them, Antony: Fulvia perchance is angry; or, who knows If the scarce-bearded Caesar have not sent His powerful mandate to you, 'Do this, or this; Take in that kingdom, and enfranchise that; Perform 't, or else we damn thee.' | |
11 | 1 | 1 | ANTONY | How, my love! | |
12 | 1 | 1 | CLEOPATRA | 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! | |
13 | 1 | 1 | ANTONY | Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch Of the ranged empire fall! Here is my space. Kingdoms are clay: our dungy earth alike Feeds beast as man: the nobleness of life Is to do thus; when such a mutual pair [Embracing] And such a twain can do't, in which I bind, On pain of punishment, the world to weet We stand up peerless. | |
14 | 1 | 1 | CLEOPATRA | Excellent falsehood! Why did he marry Fulvia, and not love her? I'll seem the fool I am not; Antony Will be himself. | |
15 | 1 | 1 | ANTONY | But stirr'd by Cleopatra. Now, for the love of Love and her soft hours, Let's not confound the time with conference harsh: There's not a minute of our lives should stretch Without some pleasure now. What sport tonight? | |
16 | 1 | 1 | CLEOPATRA | Hear the ambassadors. | |
17 | 1 | 1 | ANTONY | Fie, wrangling queen! Whom every thing becomes, to chide, to laugh, To weep; whose every passion fully strives To make itself, in thee, fair and admired! No messenger, but thine; and all alone To-night we'll wander through the streets and note The qualities of people. Come, my queen; Last night you did desire it: speak not to us. [Exeunt MARK ANTONY and CLEOPATRA with] their train] | |
18 | 1 | 1 | DEMETRIUS | Is Caesar with Antonius prized so slight? | |
19 | 1 | 1 | PHILO | Sir, sometimes, when he is not Antony, He comes too short of that great property Which still should go with Antony. | |
20 | 1 | 1 | DEMETRIUS | I am full sorry That he approves the common liar, who Thus speaks of him at Rome: but I will hope Of better deeds to-morrow. Rest you happy! | |
21 | (stage directions) | 1 | 1 | [Exeunt] | |
22 | (stage directions) | 1 | 2 | [Enter CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and a Soothsayer] | |
23 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | 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! | |
24 | 1 | 2 | ALEXAS | Soothsayer! | |
25 | 1 | 2 | SOOTHSAYER | Your will? | |
26 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | Is this the man? Is't you, sir, that know things? | |
27 | 1 | 2 | SOOTHSAYER | In nature's infinite book of secrecy A little I can read. | |
28 | 1 | 2 | ALEXAS | Show him your hand. | |
29 | (stage directions) | 1 | 2 | [Enter DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS] | |
30 | 1 | 2 | DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS | Bring in the banquet quickly; wine enough Cleopatra's health to drink. | |
31 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | Good sir, give me good fortune. | |
32 | 1 | 2 | SOOTHSAYER | I make not, but foresee. | |
33 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | Pray, then, foresee me one. | |
34 | 1 | 2 | SOOTHSAYER | You shall be yet far fairer than you are. | |
35 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | He means in flesh. | |
36 | 1 | 2 | IRAS | No, you shall paint when you are old. | |
37 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | Wrinkles forbid! | |
38 | 1 | 2 | ALEXAS | Vex not his prescience; be attentive. | |
39 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | Hush! | |
40 | 1 | 2 | SOOTHSAYER | You shall be more beloving than beloved. | |
41 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | I had rather heat my liver with drinking. | |
42 | 1 | 2 | ALEXAS | Nay, hear him. | |
43 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | Good now, some excellent fortune! Let me be married to three kings in a forenoon, and widow them all: let me have a child at fifty, to whom Herod of Jewry may do homage: find me to marry me with Octavius Caesar, and companion me with my mistress. | |
44 | 1 | 2 | SOOTHSAYER | You shall outlive the lady whom you serve. | |
45 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | O excellent! I love long life better than figs. | |
46 | 1 | 2 | SOOTHSAYER | You have seen and proved a fairer former fortune Than that which is to approach. | |
47 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | Then belike my children shall have no names: prithee, how many boys and wenches must I have? | |
48 | 1 | 2 | SOOTHSAYER | If every of your wishes had a womb. And fertile every wish, a million. | |
49 | 1 | 2 | CHARMIAN | Out, fool! I forgive thee for a witch. | |
50 | 1 | 2 | ALEXAS | You think none but your sheets are privy to your wishes. |