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Antony and Cleopatra: A Historical Play, in Five Acts
Visualització de fragments - 1848
againſt Agrippa Alexandria Alexas anſwer beſt buſineſs Cæfar Cafar Canidius cauſe Charmian death difpatch DIOMEDE Dolabella Egypt elſe Enobarbus Enter ANTONY Enter CESAR Enter CLEOPATRA Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewel fent fhall fhew fight foldier fome forrow fortunes fpeak friends ftill ftrange ftrike fuch Fulvia fword give gods greateſt Guard hath hear heart himſelf hither honour horſe i'the Iras is't itſelf lady laſt Lepidus lord madam mafter Mardian Mark Antony marry'd Meffenger moft moſt Mufick muft muſt myſelf noble o'the world Octavia pardon Parthia pleaſe pleaſure Pompey pray PROCULEIUS prythee purpoſe Queen Re-enter Rome ſay SCENE ſea ſee Seleucus Sextus Pompeius ſhall ſhe ſhould Sicyon ſpeak ſpirit ſpoke ſuch ſword tell thee There's theſe thine thoſe thou THYREUS treaſure truft whofe Whoſe women yourſelf
Pàgina 86 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Pàgina 74 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Pàgina 3 - 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...
Pàgina 89 - His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear'd arm Crested the world; his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder: For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping.
Pàgina 81 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Pàgina 57 - Mine honesty and I begin to square. The loyalty well held to fools does make Our faith mere folly : yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i
Pàgina 96 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of...
Pàgina 56 - I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike.
Pàgina 96 - Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire and air; my other elements I give to baser life.