Plays of Mr. William Shakespeare: Anthony and CleopatraShakespeare Society of New York, 1908 |
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Ægypt againſt Agrippa Alex Alexas anſwer Anth becauſe beft beſt Cæfar caufe Char Charmian Cleo Death Doft Dola Dolabella Egypt elſe Emperor Enob Enobarbus Enter Anthony Enter Cleopatra Eros Exeunt Exit Eyes faid falfe farewell feems felfe fent fhall fight fince firſt fome Fortune fpeake Friend ftill fuch Fuluia fure giue Gods greateſt hath haue heare heart Heav'n heere himſelf Honour Iras kiffe laft laſt leaſt leaue Lepidus loft Lord loue lov'd Love Madam Marke Anthony Maſter Meffenger moft moſt muft muſt neuer Noble Octa Octav Octavia pleaſe pleaſure Pompey praiſe Queene reaſon Roman Rome ſay ſelf Serap Shakespeare ſhall ſhe ſhould Soldier Soul ſpeak ſtand ſtay ſtill ſtrong tell thee There's theſe thofe thoſe thou Twas Vent Ventidius vpon Warre whofe wiſh World
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337 ページ - Ever my leader, ev'n in death! My queen and thou have got the start of me, And I'm the lag of honour. — Gone so soon?
366 ページ - 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.
374 ページ - He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not Be noble to myself; but hark thee, Charmian. [Whispers CHARMIAN. Iras. Finish, good lady ; the bright day is done, And we are for the dark.
362 ページ - 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.
378 ページ - 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 Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath.
193 ページ - I injured him: My friend ne'er spoke those words. Oh, had you seen How often he came back, and every time With something more obliging and more kind, To add to what he said; what dear farewells; How almost vanquished by his love he parted, And leaned to what unwillingly he left!
131 ページ - Caesar loves beyond the love of women: He could resolve his mind, as fire does wax, From that hard rugged image melt him down, And mould him in what softer form he pleased.
169 ページ - Would you triumph o'er poor Octavia's virtue? That pride was all I had to bear me up ; That you might think you ow'd me for your life, And ow'd it to my duty, not my love.
345 ページ - And now to die each other's; and, so dying, While hand in hand we walk in groves below, Whole troops of lovers' ghosts shall flock about us, And all the train be ours.
77 ページ - They said they would not fight for Cleopatra. Why should they fight indeed, to make her conquer, And make you more a slave ? to gain you kingdoms, Which, for a kiss, at your next midnight feast, You'll sell to her?