1.1.22Enter Demetrius and Philo. 4Nay, but this dotage of our general's
1.1.45O'er-flows the measure. Those his goodly eyes,
1.1.56That o'er the files and musters of the war
1.1.67Have glowed like plated Mars
8now bend, now turn
1.1.79The office and devotion of their view
1.1.810Upon a tawny front. His captain's heart,
1.1.911Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst
1.1.1012The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper,
1.1.1113And is become the bellows and the fan
Enter Antony, Cleopatra, her ladies [Charmian and Iras, Mardian and] the 16train, with eunuchs fanning her. To cool a gypsy's lust. 17Look where they come.
1.1.1318Take but good note, and you shall see in him
1.1.1419The triple pillar of the world transformed
1.1.1520Into a strumpet's fool. Behold and see.
If it be love indeed, tell me how much.
There's beggary in the love that can be reckoned.
I'll set a bourn how far to be beloved.
Then must thou needs find out new heaven,
25new earth.
News, my good lord, from Rome.
Grates me; the sum.
Nay, hear them, Antony.
1.1.2430Fulvia perchance is angry; or who knows
1.1.2531If the scarce-bearded Caesar have not sent
1.1.2632His powerful mandate to you: "Do this, or this;
1.1.2733Take in that kingdom, and enfranchise that;
1.1.2834Perform't, or else we damn thee."
How, my love?
Perchance? Nay, and most like.
1.1.3137You must not stay here longer. Your dismission
1.1.3238Is come from Caesar. Therefore hear it, Antony.
1.1.3339Where's Fulvia's process?--Caesar's, I would say. Both?
1.1.3440Call in the messengers. As I am Egypt's queen,
1.1.3541Thou blushest, Antony, and that blood of thine
1.1.3642Is Caesar's homager; else so thy cheek pays shame
1.1.3743When shrill-tongued Fulvia scolds. The messengers!
Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch
1.1.3945Of the ranged empire fall. Here is my space.
1.1.4046Kingdoms are clay; our dungy earth alike
1.1.4147Feeds beast as man. The nobleness of life
1.1.4248Is to do thus
[embracing Cleopatra], when such a mutual pair
1.1.4349And such a twain can do't--in which I bind,
1.1.4450On pain of punishment, the world to weet,
We stand up peerless. Excellent falsehood!
1.1.4653Why did he marry Fulvia and not love her?
1.1.4754I'll seem the fool I am not. Antony
Will be himself. But stirred by Cleopatra.
1.1.4956Now for the love of Love and her soft hours,
1.1.5057Let's not confound the time with conference harsh.
1.1.5158There's not a minute of our lives should stretch
1.1.5259Without some pleasure now. What sport tonight?
Hear the ambassadors.
Hear the ambassadors. Fie, wrangling queen
1.1.5462Whom everything becomes--to chide, to laugh,
1.1.5563To weep. How every passion fully strives
1.1.5664To make itself in thee fair and admired.
1.1.5765No messenger but thine; and all alone,
1.1.58Tonight
66we'll wander through the streets and note
1.1.5967The qualities of people. Come, my queen,
1.1.6068Last night you did desire it.
[To the Messenger] Speak not to us.
1.1.6169Exeunt [Antony and Cleopatra] with [Charmian, Iras, Mardian, eunuchs and] the train, [and the Messenger by another door], [Philo and Demetrius remain]. Is Caesar with Antonius prized so slight?
Sir, sometimes when he is not Antony
1.1.6472He comes too short of that great property
1.1.6573Which still should go with Antony.
Which still should go with Antony. I am full sorry,
1.1.66That he approves the common
75liar who
1.1.67Thus speaks of him at Rome. But I will hope
1.1.6876Of better deeds tomorrow. Rest you happy.
1.2.2Enter Enobarbus, Lamprius a Soothsayer, Rannius, Lucilli78us [by one door, and by another door] Charmian, Iras, Mardian the Eunuch, 79and Alexas. Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most any thing Alexas,
81almost most absolute Alexas, where's the soothsayer
82that you praised so to th'queen? Oh, that I knew this
83husband which you say must change his horns with
84garlands!
Soothsayer!
[Coming towards them.] Your will?
Is this the man? [To the Soothsayer] Is't you, sir, that know things?
In Nature's infinite book of secrecy,
A little I can read. [To Charmian] Show him your hand.
1.2.991Enobarbus[Calling] Bring in the banquet quickly; wine enough
1.2.11[Enter Servants with food and wine, and exeunt.] Good sir, give me good fortune.
I make not, but foresee.
Pray then, foresee me one.
You shall be yet far fairer than you are.
He means in flesh.
No, you shall paint when you are old.
Wrinkles forbid!
Vex not his prescience, be attentive.
Hush.
You shall be more beloving than beloved.
I had rather heat my liver with drinking.
Nay, hear him.
Good now, some excellent fortune. Let me
106be married to three kings in a forenoon, and widow
107them all. Let me have a child at fifty to whom Herod
108of Jewry may do homage. Find me to marry me with
109Octavius Caesar, and companion me with my mistress.
You shall outlive the lady whom you serve.
Oh excellent! I love long life better than figs.
You have seen and proved a fairer former for
113tune
1.2.28Than that which is to approach.
Then belike my children shall have no names.
115Prithee, how many boys and wenches must I have?
If every of your wishes had a womb,
Out, fool! I forgive thee for a witch.
You think none but your sheets are privy to
120your wishes.
Nay, come, tell Iras hers.
We'll know all our fortunes.
Mine, and most of our fortunes tonight, shall
124be drunk to bed.
[Showing her hand to the Soothsayer] There's a palm presages chastity, if nothing else.
E'en as the o'er-flowing Nilus presageth fa
127mine.
Go, you wild bedfellow! You cannot soothsay.
Nay, if an oily palm be not a fruitful prog
130nostication, I cannot scratch mine ear.
[To Soothsayer] Prithee, tell her
131but a workaday fortune.
Your fortunes are alike.
But how, but how? Give me particulars.
I have said.
Am I not an inch of fortune better than she?
Well, if you were but an inch of fortune better
137than I, where would you choose it?
Not in my husband's nose.
Our worser thoughts Heavens mend!
140Alexas--come, his fortune, his fortune! Oh let him
141marry a woman that cannot go, sweet Isis, I beseech thee,
142and let her die too, and give him a worse, and let worse
143follow worse till the worst of all follow him laughing to
144his grave, fifty-fold a cuckold. Good Isis, hear me this
145prayer, though thou deny me a matter of more weight.
146Good Isis, I beseech thee.
Amen. Dear goddess, hear that prayer of the
148people. For, as it is a heart-breaking to see a handsome
149man loose-wived, so it is a deadly sorrow to behold a
150foul knave uncuckolded. Therefore, dear Isis, keep de
151corum, and fortune him accordingly.
Amen.
Lo now, if it lay in their hands to make me a
154cuckold, they would make themselves whores, but
155they'd do't.
Hush, here comes Antony.
Hush, here comes Antony. Not he--the Queen.
Saw you my lord?
Saw you my lord? No, lady.
Was he not here?
Was he not here? No, madam.
He was disposed to mirth, but on the sudden
Madam?
Seek him, and bring him hither. Where's Alexas?
Here at your service.--
169My lord approaches.
We will not look upon him.
172Go with us.
1.2.62Exeunt [all but Antony and the Messenger]. Fulvia thy wife
174first came into the field.
Against my brother Lucius?
Against my brother Lucius? Ay.
1.2.65But soon that war had end,
177and the time's state
1.2.66178Made friends of them, jointing their force 'gainst Caesar,
1.2.67179Whose better issue in the war from Italy
1.2.68180Upon the first encounter drave them.
Upon the first encounter drave them. Well, what worst?
The nature of bad news infects the teller.
When it concerns the fool or coward. On.
1.2.71184Things that are past are done. With me 'tis thus:
1.2.72185Who tells me true, though in his tale lie death,
I hear him as he flattered. Labienus--this is stiff news--
1.2.75From Euphrates his conquering
190banner shook,
1.2.76From Syria to Lydia,
191and to Ionia, whilst--
Antony, thou wouldst say.
Antony, thou wouldst say. Oh, my Lord.
Speak to me home.
195Mince not the general tongue,
1.2.79Name
196Cleopatra as she is called in Rome,
1.2.80197Rail thou in Fulvia's phrase and taunt my faults
1.2.81198With such full licence as both truth and malice
1.2.82199Have power to utter. Oh, then we bring forth weeds
1.2.83200When our quick winds lie still and our ills told us
1.2.84201Is as our earing. Fare thee well awhile.
At your noble pleasure.
From Sicyon how the news? Speak there.
The man from Sicyon--
Antony
The man from Sicyon-- 206Is there such an one?
He stays upon your will.
He stays upon your will. Let him appear.
1.2.91[Exit Second Messenger]. 1.2.92209These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
211Enter [Third] Messenger with a letter. Or lose my self in dotage. 212What are you?
Fulvia thy wife is dead.
Fulvia thy wife is dead. Where died she?
In Sicyon.
1.2.96Her length of sickness,
216with what else more serious
1.2.97217Importeth thee to know,
[Handing him a letter] this bears.
Importeth thee to know, [Handing him a letter] this bears. Forbear me.
1.2.99219There's a great spirit gone. Thus did I desire it.
1.2.100220What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
1.2.101221We wish it ours again. The present pleasure,
1.2.103223The opposite of itself. She's good, being gone;
1.2.104224The hand could pluck her back that shoved her on.
1.2.105225I must from this enchanting queen break off.
1.2.106226Ten thousand harms more than the ills I know
1.2.107227My idleness doth hatch.
229[Calling] How now, Enobarbus!
What's your pleasure, sir?
What's your pleasure, sir? I must with haste from hence.
Why, then we kill all our women. We see how
233mortal an unkindness is to them; if they suffer our de
234parture, death's the word.
I must be gone.
Under a compelling occasion, let women die.
237It were pity to cast them away for nothing, though be
238tween them and a great cause they should be esteemed
239nothing. Cleopatra catching but the least noise of this,
240dies instantly. I have seen her die twenty times upon
241far poorer moment. I do think there is mettle in death,
242which commits some loving act upon her, she hath such
243a celerity in dying.
She is cunning past man's thought.
Alack, sir, no. Her passions are made of nothing
246but the finest part of pure love. We cannot call her winds
247and waters sighs and tears: they are greater storms
248and tempests than almanacs can report. This cannot
249be cunning in her; if it be, she makes a shower of rain
250as well as Jove.
Would I had never seen her.
Oh sir, you had then left unseen a wonderful
253piece of work, which not to have been blest withal
254would have discredited your travel.
Fulvia is dead.
Sir?
Fulvia is dead.
Fulvia?
Dead.
Why sir, give the gods a thankful sacrifice.
261When it pleaseth their deities to take the wife of a man
262from him, it shows to man the tailors of the earth--com
263forting therein, that when old robes are worn out,
264there are members to make new. If there were no more
265women but Fulvia, then had you indeed a cut, and the
266case to be lamented. This grief is crowned with conso
267lation: your old smock brings forth a new petticoat,
268and indeed the tears live in an onion that should water (269" />this sorrow.
The business she hath broachèd in the state
And the business you have broached here can
273not be without you, especially that of Cleopatra's, which
274wholly depends on your abode.
No more light answers.
276Let our officers
1.2.127277Have notice what we purpose. I shall break
1.2.128278The cause of our expedience to the queen,
1.2.129279And get her leave to part. For not alone
1.2.130280The death of Fulvia, with more urgent touches,
1.2.131281Do strongly speak to us, but the letters too
1.2.134284Hath given the dare to Caesar, and commands
1.2.135285The empire of the sea. Our slippery people,
1.2.136286Whose love is never linked to the deserver
1.2.137287Till his deserts are past, begin to throw
1.2.139289Upon his son, who high in name and power--
1.2.140290Higher than both in blood and life--stands up
1.2.141291For the main soldier; whose quality going on
1.2.142292The sides o'th'world may danger. Much is breeding,
1.2.143293Which like the courser's hair hath yet but life
1.2.144294And not a serpent's poison. Say our pleasure,
1.2.145295To such whose place is under us, requires
Our quick remove from hence. I shall do't.
1.2.147[Exeunt at different doors.] 1.3.2Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Alexas, and Iras. Where is he?
Where is he? I did not see him since.
[To Alexas] See where he is,
302who's with him, what he does;
1.3.5303I did not send you. If you find him sad,
1.3.6304Say I am dancing; if in mirth, report
1.3.7305That I am sudden sick. Quick, and return.
Madam, methinks if you did love him dearly,
1.3.10307You do not hold the method to enforce
The like from him. What should I do I do not?
In each thing give him way; cross him in nothing.
Thou teachest like a fool the way to lose him.
Tempt him not so too far. I wish, forbear.
1.3.15313In time we hate that which we often fear.
But here comes Antony. I am sick, and sullen.
I am sorry to give breathing to my purpose.
Help me away, dear Charmian, I shall fall.
1.3.20319It cannot be thus long, the sides of nature
Will not sustain it. Now my dearest queen--
Pray you stand farther from me.
Pray you stand farther from me. What's the matter?
I know by that same eye there's some good news.
1.3.24325What, says the married woman you may go?
1.3.25326Would she had never giv'n you leave to come.
1.3.26327Let her not say 'tis I that keep you here.
1.3.27328I have no power upon you. Hers you are.
The gods best know--
The gods best know-- Oh never was there queen
1.3.29331So mightily betrayed; yet at the first
I saw the treasons planted. Cleopatra.
Why should I think you can be mine, and true--
1.3.32335Though you in swearing shake the thronèd gods--
1.3.34338To be entangled with those mouth-made vows
Which break themselves in swearing. Most sweet queen--
Nay, pray you seek no color for your going,
1.3.38344Then was the time for words, no going then.
1.3.40346Bliss in our brows bent; none our parts so poor
1.3.41347But was a race of heaven. They are so still,
1.3.42348Or thou the greatest soldier of the world
Art turned the greatest liar. How now, lady?
I would I had thy inches, thou should'st know
There were a heart in Egypt. Hear me, queen:
1.3.46354The strong necessity of time commands
1.3.47355Our services awhile, but my full heart
1.3.49357Shines o'er with civil swords; Sextus Pompeius
1.3.50358Makes his approaches to the port of Rome;
1.3.52360Breed scrupulous faction; the hated, grown to strength,
1.3.53361Are newly grown to love; the condemned Pompey,
1.3.54362Rich in his father's honor, creeps apace
1.3.55363Into the hearts of such as have not thrived
1.3.56364 Upon the present state, whose numbers threaten;
1.3.57365And quietness, grown sick of rest, would purge
1.3.58366By any desperate change. My more particular,
1.3.59367And that which most with you should safe my going,
Though age from folly could not give me freedom,
1.3.62370It does from childishness. Can Fulvia die?
She's dead, my queen. [He shows her letters].
1.3.64372Look here, and at thy sovereign leisure read
1.3.65373The garboils she awaked. At the last, best:
See when and where she died. Oh most false love!
1.3.67376Where be the sacred vials thou shouldst fill
1.3.68377With sorrowful water? Now I see--I see,
1.3.69378In Fulvia's death, how mine received shall be.
Quarrel no more, but be prepared to know
1.3.71380The purposes I bear, which are or cease
1.3.72381As you shall give th'advice. By the fire
1.3.73382That quickens Nilus' slime, I go from hence
1.3.74383Thy soldier-servant, making peace or war
As thou affects. Cut my lace, Charmian, come.
1.3.76386But let it be; I am quickly ill and well,
So Antony loves. My precious Queen, forbear,
1.3.78389And give true evidence to his love, which stands
An honorable trial. So Fulvia told me.
1.3.80392I prithee, turn aside, and weep for her,
1.3.81393Then bid adieu to me, and say the tears
1.3.82394Belong to Egypt. Good now, play one scene
1.3.83395Of excellent dissembling, and let it look
Like perfect honor. You'll heat my blood. No more!
You can do better yet; but this is meetly.
Now by my sword--
Now by my sword-- And target. Still he mends.
1.3.87401But this is not the best. Look, prithee Charmian,
1.3.88402How this Herculean Roman does become
The carriage of his chafe. I'll leave you, lady.
Courteous lord, one word:
1.3.91406Sir, you and I must part--but that's not it;
1.3.92407Sir, you and I have loved--but there's not it;
1.3.93408That you know well. Something it is I would--
And I am all forgotten. But that your royalty
1.3.96412Holds idleness your subject, I should take you
For idleness itself. 'Tis sweating labor,
1.3.98415To bear such idleness so near the heart
1.3.99416As Cleopatra this. But sir, forgive me,
1.3.100417Since my becomings kill me when they do not
1.3.101418Eye well to you. Your honor calls you hence.
1.3.103420And all the gods go with you. Upon your sword
Be strewed before your feet. Let us go.
424Come,
1.3.106Our separation so abides and flies
1.3.107425That thou, residing here, goes yet with me;
1.3.108426And I hence fleeting here remain with thee.
1.4.2Enter Octavius [Caesar] reading a letter, Lepidus, 429and their train. You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth know,
1.4.4431It is not Caesar's natural vice to hate
1.4.5432One great competitor. From Alexandria
1.4.6433This is the news: he fishes, drinks, and wastes
1.4.7434The lamps of night in revel; is not more manlike
1.4.8435Than Cleopatra, nor the Queen of Ptolemy
1.4.9436More womanly than he; hardly gave audience
1.4.10437Or vouchsafed to think he had partners. You shall
1.4.11438Find there a man who is the abstract of all faults
That all men follow. I must not think
441there are
1.4.13Evils enough to darken all his goodness.
1.4.14442His faults in him seem as the spots of heaven,
1.4.15443More fiery by night's blackness; hereditary
1.4.16444Rather than purchased; what he cannot change
You are too indulgent. Let's grant it is not
1.4.19447Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy,
1.4.20448To give a kingdom for a mirth, to sit
1.4.21449And keep the turn of tippling with a slave,
1.4.22450To reel the streets at noon and stand the buffet
1.4.23451With knaves that smells of sweat. Say this becomes him--
1.4.24452As his composure must be rare indeed
1.4.25453Whom these things cannot blemish--yet must Anthony
1.4.26454No way excuse his foils when we do bear
1.4.27455So great weight in his lightness. If he filled
1.4.28456His vacancy with his voluptuousness,
1.4.29457Full surfeits and the dryness of his bones
1.4.30458Call on him for't. But to confound such time
1.4.31459That drums him from his sport and speaks as loud
1.4.32460As his own state and ours, 'tis to be chid
1.4.33461As we rate boys who, being mature in knowledge,
1.4.34462Pawn their experience to their present pleasure
And so rebel to judgment. Here's more news.
Thy biddings have been done, and every hour,
1.4.37467Most noble Caesar, shalt thou have report
1.4.38468How 'tis abroad. Pompey is strong at sea
1.4.39469And it appears he is beloved of those
1.4.40470That only have feared Caesar. To the ports
1.4.41471The discontents repair, and men's reports
[Exit Messenger.]
Give him much wronged. I should have known no less.
1.4.43474It hath been taught us from the primal state
1.4.44475That he which is was wished until he were;
1.4.45476And the ebbed man,
477ne'er loved till ne'er worth love,
1.4.46478Comes feared by being lacked. This common body,
1.4.47479Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream,
1.4.48480Goes to, and back, lackeying the varying tide
Caesar, I bring thee word
1.4.52483Menecrates and Menas, famous pirates,
1.4.53484Makes the sea serve them, which they ear and wound
1.4.54485With keels of every kind. Many hot inroads
1.4.55486They make in Italy; the borders maritime
1.4.56487Lack blood to think on't, and flush youth revolt.
1.4.57488No vessel can peep forth but 'tis as soon
1.4.58489Taken as seen; for Pompey's name strikes more
Than could his war resisted. Exit Second Messenger.
Than could his war resisted. Exit Second Messenger. Antony,
1.4.60492Leave thy lascivious vassals. When thou once
1.4.61493Was beaten from Modena, where thou slew'st
1.4.62494Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel
1.4.63495Did Famine follow, whom thou fought'st against,
1.4.64496Though daintily brought up, with patience more
1.4.65497Then savages could suffer. Thou didst drink
1.4.66498The stale of horses and the gilded puddle
1.4.67499Which beasts would cough at. Thy palate then did deign
1.4.68500The roughest berry on the rudest hedge.
1.4.69501Yea, like the stag when snow the pasture sheets,
1.4.70502The barks of trees thou browsed. On the Alps,
1.4.71503It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh,
1.4.72504Which some did die to look on. And all this--
1.4.73505It wounds thine honor that I speak it now--
1.4.74506Was borne so like a soldier that thy cheek
So much as lanked not. 'Tis pity of him.
Let his shames quickly
510drive him to Rome.
1.4.77'Tis time we twain
511did show ourselves i'th'field;
1.4.78And to that end
512assemble we immediate counsel.
Pompey thrives in our idleness. Tomorrow, Caesar,
1.4.80515I shall be furnished to inform you rightly
1.4.81516Both what by sea and land I can be able
To front this present time. Till which encounter,
1.4.83It is my business too. Farewell.
It is my business too. Farewell. Farewell, my lord.
1.4.84What you shall know meantime
520of stirs abroad,
1.4.85I shall beseech you, sir,
521to let me be partaker.
Doubt not sir. I knew it for my bond.
1.4.87Exeunt [by different doors].
1.5.2Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Mardian. Charmian.
Madam?
Ha, ha. Give me to drink mandragora.
Why, madam?
That I might sleep out this great gap of time
My Antony is away. You think of him too much.
Oh, 'tis treason.
Oh, 'tis treason. Madam, I trust not so.
Thou eunuch, Mardian!
Thou eunuch, Mardian! What's your highness' pleasure?
Not now to hear thee sing. I take no pleasure
1.5.12536In aught an eunuch has. 'Tis well for thee
1.5.13537That being unseminared, thy freer thoughts
1.5.14538May not fly forth of Egypt. Hast thou affections?
Yes, gracious madam.
Yes, gracious madam. Indeed?
Not in deed, madam, for I can do nothing
1.5.17542But what indeed is honest to be done;
1.5.18543Yet have I fierce affections, and think
What Venus did with Mars. Oh, Charmian,
1.5.20546Where think'st thou he is now? Stands he, or sits he?
1.5.21547Or does he walk? Or is he on his horse?
1.5.22548Oh, happy horse to bear the weight of Antony!
1.5.23549Do bravely, horse, for wot'st thou whom thou mov'st?
1.5.24550The demi-Atlas of this earth, the arm
1.5.25551And burgonet of men. He's speaking now
1.5.26552Or murmuring, "Where's my serpent of old Nile?"
1.5.27553For so he calls me. Now I feed myself
1.5.28554With most delicious poison. Think on me
1.5.29555That am with Phoebus' amorous pinches black,
1.5.30556And wrinkled deep in time. Broad-fronted Caesar,
1.5.31557When thou wast here above the ground, I was
1.5.32558A morsel for a monarch; and great Pompey
1.5.33559Would stand and make his eyes grow in my brow.
1.5.34560There would he anchor his aspect, and die
Sovereign of Egypt, hail.
How much unlike art thou Mark Antony!
1.5.39565Yet coming from him, that great med'cine hath
1.5.41567How goes it with my brave Mark Antony?
Last thing he did, dear queen,
1.5.43569He kissed--the last of many doubled kisses--
1.5.44570This orient pearl. His speech sticks in my heart.
Mine ear must pluck it thence.
Mine ear must pluck it thence. "Good friend," quoth he,
1.5.46573"Say the firm Roman to great Egypt sends
1.5.47574This treasure of an oyster, at whose foot,
1.5.48575To mend the petty present, I will piece
1.5.49576Her opulent throne with kingdoms. All the East,
1.5.50577Say thou, shall call her mistress." So he nodded,
1.5.51578And soberly did mount an arm-gaunt steed
1.5.52579Who neighed so high that what I would have spoke
Cleopatra
Was beastly dumbed by him. What was he, sad or merry?
Like to the time o'th'year between the extremes
1.5.55583Of hot and cold, he was nor sad nor merry.
Oh well-divided disposition! Note him,
1.5.57585Note him, good Charmian, 'tis the man; but note him.
1.5.58586He was not sad, for he would shine on those
1.5.59587That make their looks by his; he was not merry,
1.5.60588Which seemed to tell them his remembrance lay
1.5.61589In Egypt with his joy, but between both.
1.5.62590Oh heavenly mingle! Be'st thou sad or merry,
1.5.63591The violence of either thee becomes,
1.5.64592So does it no man else. Met'st thou my posts?
Ay, madam, twenty several messengers.
Why do you send so thick? Who's born that day
1.5.68Shall die a beggar. Ink and paper, Char
597mian.
1.5.69Welcome, my good Alexas. Did I, Charmian,
Ever love Caesar so? Oh that brave Caesar!
Be choked with such another emphasis.
Say "the brave Antony." The "valiant Caesar."
By Isis, I will give thee bloody teeth
My man of men. By your most gracious pardon,
I sing but after you. My salad days,
1.5.77609When I was green in judgment, cold in blood,
1.5.78610To say as I said then. But come, away,
1.5.80612He shall have every day a several greeting,
2.1.2Enter Pompey, Menecrates, and Menas, in 615warlike manner.
If the great gods be just, they shall assist
The deeds of justest men. Know, worthy Pompey,
2.1.5That what they do de
619lay, they not deny.
Whiles we are suitors to their throne, decay's
The thing we sue for. We, ignorant of ourselves,
2.1.8623Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers
2.1.9624Deny us for our good; so find we profit
By losing of our prayers. I shall do well.
2.1.11627The people love me and the sea is mine;
2.1.12628My powers are crescent and my auguring hope
2.1.13629Says it will come to'th'full. Mark Antony
2.1.14630In Egypt sits at dinner and will make
2.1.15631No wars without doors; Caesar gets money where
2.1.16632He loses hearts; Lepidus flatters both,
2.1.17633Of both is flattered: but he neither loves,
Nor either cares for him. Caesar and Lepidus are in the field,
Where have you this? 'Tis false.
Where have you this? 'Tis false. From Silvius, sir.
He dreams. I know they are in Rome together
2.1.22640Looking for Antony. But all the charms of love,
2.1.23641Salt Cleopatra, soften thy waned lip!
2.1.24642Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with both;
2.1.25643Tie up the libertine in a field of feasts,
2.1.26644Keep his brain fuming! Epicurean cooks,
2.1.27645Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite,
2.1.28646That sleep and feeding may prorogue his honor
Even till a Lethe'd dullness--- 649How now, Varrius?
This is most certain that I shall deliver:
2.1.32652Expected. Since he went from Egypt, 'tis
A space for farther travel. I could have given less matter
2.1.34655A better ear. Menas, I did not think
2.1.35656This amorous surfeiter would have donned his helm
2.1.36657For such a petty war. His soldiership
2.1.37658Is twice the other twain. But let us rear
2.1.38659The higher our opinion, that our stirring
2.1.39660Can from the lap of Egypt's widow pluck
The ne'er lust-wearied Antony. I cannot hope
2.1.41663Caesar and Antony shall well greet together.
2.1.42664His wife that's dead did trespasses to Caesar;
2.1.43665His brother warred upon him, although (I think)
Not moved by Antony. I know not, Menas,
2.1.45668How lesser enmities may give way to greater
2.1.46669Were't not that we stand up against them all.
2.1.47670'Twere pregnant they should square between themselves,
2.1.48671For they have entertained cause enough
2.1.49672To draw their swords; but how the fear of us
2.1.50673May cement their divisions and bind up
2.1.51674The petty difference, we yet not know.
2.1.52675Be't as our gods will have't; it only stands
2.1.53676Our lives upon to use our strongest hands.
2.2.2Enter Enobarbus and Lepidus. Good Enobarbus, 'tis a worthy deed
2.2.4680And shall become you well to entreat your captain
To soft and gentle speech. I shall entreat him
2.2.6683To answer like himself. If Caesar move him,
2.2.7684Let Antony look over Caesar's head
2.2.8685And speak as loud as Mars. By Jupiter,
2.2.9686Were I the wearer of Antonio's beard,
I would not shave't today. 'Tis not a time
For private stomaching. Every time
2.2.12Serves for the matter that is then
690born in't.
But small to greater matters must give way.
Not if the small come first.
Not if the small come first. Your speech is passion.
2.2.15But pray you stir
694no embers up. Here comes
695Enter Antony and Ventidius [at one door in conversation]. The noble Antony. And yonder Caesar.
2.2.17697Enter Caesar, Maecenas, and Agrippa [at another door in conversation]. If we compose well here, to Parthia.
I do not know, Maecenas; ask Agrippa.
Noble friends:
2.2.22702That which combined us was most great, and let not
2.2.23703A leaner action rend us. What's amiss,
2.2.24704May it be gently heard. When we debate
2.2.25705Our trivial difference loud, we do commit
2.2.26706Murder in healing wounds. Then, noble partners,
2.2.28708Touch you the sourest points with sweetest terms,
Nor curstness grow to'th'matter. 'Tis spoken well.
2.2.30711Were we before our armies, and to fight,
2.2.31712I should do thus.
[Embracing Caesar] Welcome to Rome.
Thank you.
Sit.
Sit, sir.
Nay, then.
2.2.38[Caesar sits, then Antony.] I learn you take things ill which are not so,
Or, being, concern you not. I must be laughed at
2.2.41If, or for nothing or a little,
2.2.42I
721should say myself offended, and with you
2.2.43722Chiefly i'th'world. More laughed at that I should
2.2.44723Once name you derogately, when to sound your name
My being in Egypt, Caesar, what was't to you?
No more than my residing here at Rome
2.2.48727Might be to you in Egypt. Yet if you there
2.2.49728Did practise on my state, your being in Egypt
Might be my question. How intend you "practised"?
You may be pleased to catch at mine intent
2.2.52732By what did here befall me. Your wife and brother
2.2.53733Made wars upon me, and their contestation
2.2.54734Was theme for you. You were the word of war.
You do mistake your business. My brother never
2.2.56736Did urge me in his act. I did enquire it,
2.2.57737And have my learning from some true reports
2.2.58738That drew their swords with you. Did he not rather
2.2.60740And make the wars alike against my stomach,
2.2.61741Having alike your cause? Of this, my letters
2.2.62742Before did satisfy you. If you'll patch a quarrel--
2.2.63743As matter whole you have to make it with--
It must not be with this. You praise yourself
2.2.65By laying defects of judge
746ment to me;
2.2.66But you patched up your excuses.
But you patched up your excuses. Not so, not so:
2.2.67748I know you could not lack--I am certain on't--
2.2.68749Very necessity of this thought, that I,
2.2.69750Your partner in the cause 'gainst which he fought,
2.2.70751Could not with graceful eyes attend those wars
2.2.71752Which fronted mine own peace. As for my wife,
2.2.72753I would you had her spirit in such another;
2.2.73754The third o'th'world is yours, which with a snaffle
2.2.74755You may pace easy, but not such a wife.
Would we had all such wives, that the men
757might go to wars with the women.
So much uncurbable her garboils, Caesar--
2.2.77759Made out of her impatience, which not wanted
2.2.78760Shrewdness of policy too--I grieving grant
2.2.79761Did you too much disquiet. For that you must
But say I could not help it. I wrote to you,
2.2.81When rioting in Alexandria you
2.2.82764Did pocket up my letters, and with taunts
2.2.83765Did gibe my missive out of audience.
Did gibe my missive out of audience. Sir,
2.2.84He fell upon me ere admitted, then.
2.2.85767Three kings I had newly feasted, and did want
2.2.86768Of what I was i'th'morning; but next day
2.2.87769I told him of myself, which was as much
2.2.88770As to have asked him pardon. Let this fellow
2.2.89771Be nothing of our strife; if we contend,
You have broken the article of your oath,
2.2.92774Which you shall never have tongue to charge me with.
Soft, Caesar.
Soft, Caesar. No, Lepidus, let him speak:
2.2.94777The honor is sacred which he talks on now,
2.2.95778Supposing that I lacked it. But on, Caesar:
To lend me arms and aid when I required
781them,
2.2.98The which you both denied.
The which you both denied. Neglected, rather;
2.2.99783And then when poisoned hours had bound me up
2.2.100784From mine own knowledge. As nearly as I may
2.2.101785I'll play the penitent to you. But mine honesty
2.2.102786Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my power
2.2.105789For which myself, the ignorant motive, do
To stoop in such a case. 'Tis noble spoken.
If it might please you to enforce no further
2.2.109794The griefs between ye. To forget them quite
Speaks to atone you. Worthily spoken, Maecenas.
Or if you borrow one another's love for the
799instant, you may when you hear no more words of
800Pompey return it again. You shall have time to wrangle
801in when you have nothing else to do.
Thou art a soldier only; speak no more.
That truth should be silent, I had almost for
804got.
You wrong this presence, therefore speak no
806more.
Go to, then. Your considerate stone.
I do not much dislike the matter but
2.2.118809The manner of his speech. For't cannot be
2.2.119810We shall remain in friendship, our conditions
2.2.120811So diff'ring in their acts. Yet if I knew
2.2.121812What hoop should hold us staunch, from edge to edge
Give me leave, Caesar.
Speak, Agrippa.
Thou hast a sister by the mother's side,
Is now a widower. Say not so, Agrippa;
2.2.129Were well deserved of rashness.
I am not married, Caesar. Let me hear
To hold you in perpetual amity,
2.2.133823To make you brothers, and to knit your hearts
2.2.135825Octavia to his wife, whose beauty claims
2.2.136826No worse a husband than the best of men,
2.2.137827Whose virtue and whose general graces speak
2.2.138828That which none else can utter. By this marriage,
2.2.139829All little jealousies which now seem great
2.2.140830And all great fears which now import their dangers
2.2.141831Would then be nothing. Truth's would be tales,
2.2.142832Where now half tales be truth's. Her love to both
2.2.143833Would each to other, and all loves to both
2.2.144834Draw after her. Pardon what I have spoke,
2.2.145835For 'tis a studied not a present thought,
Will Caesar speak?
Not till he hears how Antony is touched
What power is in Agrippa,
To make this good? The power of Caesar,
And his power unto Octavia. May I never
2.2.154846To this good purpose that so fairly shows
2.2.155847Dream of impediment! Let me have thy hand
2.2.156848Further this act of grace, and from this hour
2.2.157849The heart of brothers govern in our loves
And sway our great designs. There's my hand.
2.2.159[
Caesar and Antony shake hands.] 2.2.162854To join our kingdoms and our hearts, and never
Fly off our loves again. Happily, amen.
I did not think to draw my sword 'gainst Pompey,
2.2.165858For he hath laid strange courtesies and great
At heel of that, defy him. Time calls upon's.
Or else he seeks out us. Where lies he?
About the Mount Misena.
About the Mount Misena. What is his strength
By land? Great and increasing,
869but by sea
He is an absolute master. So is the fame.
2.2.174871Would we had spoke together. Haste we for it.
2.2.175872Yet ere we put ourselves in arms, dispatch we
The business we have talked of. With most gladness;
Whither straight I'll lead you. Let us, Lepidus,
Not lack your company. Noble Antony,
2.2.181880Flourish. Exeunt 881all but Enobarbus, Agrippa, Maecenas. Welcome from Egypt, sir.
Half the heart of Caesar, worthy Maecenas! My
884honorable friend Agrippa!
Good Enobarbus!
We have cause to be glad that matters are so
887well digested. You stayed well by't in Egypt.
Ay, sir, we did sleep day out of countenance,
889and made the night light with drinking.
Eight wild boars roasted whole at a break
891fast, and but twelve persons there. Is this true?
This was but as a fly by an eagle. We had much
893more monstrous matter of feast which worthily deser
894ved noting.
She's a most triumphant lady, if report be
896square to her.
When she first met Mark Antony, she pursed
898up his heart upon the river of Cydnus.
There she appeared indeed, or my reporter de
900vised well for her.
I will tell you:
2.2.193902The barge she sat in like a burnished throne
2.2.194903Burned on the water. The poop was beaten gold,
2.2.196905The winds were love-sick
906with them. The oars were silver,
2.2.197907Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made
2.2.198908The water which they beat to follow faster,
2.2.199909As amorous of their strokes. For her own person--
2.2.200910It beggared all description. She did lie
2.2.201911In her pavilion, cloth of gold, of tissue,
2.2.203913The fancy outwork nature. On each side her
2.2.204914Stood pretty dimpled boys like smiling Cupids,
2.2.205915With divers-colored fans whose wind did seem
2.2.206916To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool,
And what they undid did. O rare for Antony!
Her gentlewomen, like the Nereïdes,
2.2.210921And made their bends adornings. At the helm
2.2.211922A seeming mermaid steers. The silken tackle
2.2.212923Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands
2.2.213924That yarely frame the office. From the barge
2.2.214925A strange invisible perfume hits the sense
2.2.217928Enthroned i'th'marketplace did sit alone,
2.2.218929Whistling to'th'air, which but for vacancy
And made a gap in nature. Rare Egyptian!
Upon her landing, Antony sent to her,
2.2.223935It should be better he became her guest,
2.2.224936Which she entreated. Our courteous Antony,
2.2.225937Whom ne'er the word of 'no' woman heard speak,
2.2.226938Being barbered ten times o'er goes to the feast;
For what his eyes eat only. Royal wench!
2.2.229942She made great Caesar lay his sword to bed;
He ploughed her and she cropped. I saw her once
2.2.231945Hop forty paces through the public street;
2.2.232946And having lost her breath, she spoke, and panted,
Now Antony must leave her utterly.
Never. He will not.
2.2.239953The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry
2.2.240954Where most she satisfies. For vilest things
2.2.241955Become themselves in her, that the holy priests
If beauty, wisdom, modesty can settle
A blessèd lottery to him. Let us go.
Whilst you abide here. Humbly, sir, I thank you.
2.3.2Enter Antony, Caesar, Octavia between them. 964The world and my great office will
965sometimes
2.3.4Divide me from your bosom.
Divide me from your bosom. All which time,
2.3.5Before the Gods my knee shall
967bow my prayers
To them for you. Goodnight, sir. My Octavia,
2.3.7969Read not my blemishes in the world's report.
2.3.8970I have not kept my square, but that to come
2.3.9971Shall all be done by th'rule. Good night, dear lady.
Goodnight.
2.3.12[Exeunt Caesar and Octavia.] Now sirrah, you do wish yourself in Egypt?
Would I had never come from thence, nor you
Gonethither. If you can, your reason?
Gonethither. If you can, your reason? 979SoothsayerI see
It in my motion, have it not in my tongue.
But yet hie you to Egypt again. Say to me
2.3.18Whose fortunes shall rise higher:
982Caesar's or mine?
Caesar's.
2.3.20Therefore, O Antony, stay not by his side.
2.3.21984Thy daemon, that thy spirit which keeps thee, is
2.3.22985Noble, courageous, high, unmatchable,
2.3.23986Where Caesar's is not. But near him thy angel
2.3.24987Becomes afeared, as being o'er-powered. Therefore
Make space enough between you. Speak this no more.
To none but thee; no more but when to thee.
2.3.27991If thou dost play with him at any game,
2.3.28992Thou art sure to lose. And of that natural luck,
2.3.29993He beats thee 'gainst the odds. Thy lustre thickens
2.3.30994When he shines by. I say again, thy spirit
2.3.31995Is all afraid to govern thee near him,
But he away 'tis noble. Get thee gone.
2.3.33998Say to Ventidius I would speak with him.
Exit [Soothsayer].
He shall to Parthia. Be it art or hap,
2.3.351000He hath spoken true. The very dice obey him,
2.3.361001And in our sports my better cunning faints
2.3.371002Under his chance. If we draw lots he speeds;
2.3.381003His cocks do win the battle still of mine,
2.3.391004When it is all to naught; and his quails ever
2.3.401005Beat mine, inhooped, at odds. I will to Egypt;
2.3.411006And though I make this marriage for my peace,
I'th'East my pleasure lies. Oh, come Ventidius.
2.3.431009You must to Parthia. Your commission's ready.
2.4.2Enter Lepidus, Maecenas, and Agrippa. Trouble yourselves no further. Pray you
1013hasten
2.4.4Your generals after.
Your generals after. Sir, Mark Antony
2.4.5Will e'en but kiss Octavia,
1015and we'll follow.
Till I shall see you in your soldier's dress,
2.4.71017Which will become you both, farewell.
Which will become you both, farewell. We shall,
2.4.8As I conceive the journey, be at the
1019Mount
2.4.9Before you, Lepidus.
Before you, Lepidus. Your way is shorter:
2.4.11You'll win two days upon me.
You'll win two days upon me. Sir, good success.
Farewell.
2.4.13Exeunt [Lepidus at one door, Maecenas and Agrippa at another door]. 2.5.2Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Alexas. Give me some music, music, moody food
1027Charmian, Iras, and Alexas Of us that trade in love. The music, ho!
Let it alone, let's to billiards. Come, Charmian.
My arm is sore; best play with Mardian.
As well a woman with an eunuch played,
2.5.9As
1032with a woman. Come, you'll play with me, sir?
As well as I can, madam.
And when good will is showed,
1035though't come too short
2.5.121036The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now.
2.5.131037Give me mine angle, we'll to'th'river: there,
2.5.151039Tawny fine fishes; my bended hook shall pierce
2.5.161040Their slimy jaws, and as I draw them up,
And say "ah ha! y'are caught!" 'Twas merry when
2.5.19You wagered on your ang
1044ling, when your diver
2.5.20Did hang a salt fish on his hook,
1045which he
With fervency drew up. That time? Oh times!
2.5.221047I laughed him out of patience, and that night
2.5.231048I laughed him into patience, and next morn,
2.5.241049Ere the ninth hour, I drunk him to his bed;
2.5.251050Then put my 'tires and mantles on him whilst
I wore his sword Phillipan. Oh, from Italy!
2.5.271053Ram thou the fruitful tidings in mine ears
That long time have been barren. Madam, madam--
Antonio's dead.
1057If thou say so, villain,
2.5.30Thou kill'st thy mistress.
1058But well and free,
2.5.31If thou so yield him,
1059there is gold, and here
2.5.321060My bluest veins to kiss, a hand that kings
Have lipped, and trembled kissing. First, madam, he is well.
Why, there's more gold.
1064But sirrah, mark, we use
2.5.351065To say the dead are well. Bring it to that,
2.5.361066The gold I give thee will I melt and pour
Down thy ill-uttering throat. Good madam, hear me.
Well, go to, I will.
2.5.391070But there's no goodness in thy face if Antony
2.5.411072To trumpet such good tidings! If not well,
2.5.421073Thou shouldst come like a Fury crowned with snakes,
Not like a formal man. Wilt please you hear me?
I have a mind to strike thee ere thou speak'st:
2.5.461078Or friends with Caesar, or not captive to him,
2.5.471079I'll set thee in a shower of gold, and hail
Rich pearls upon thee. Madam, he's well.
Rich pearls upon thee. Madam, he's well. Well said.
And friends with Caesar.
And friends with Caesar. Th'art an honest man.
Caesar and he are greater friends than ever.
Make thee a fortune from me.
Make thee a fortune from me. But yet, madam--
I do not like "but yet"; it does allay
2.5.531089The good precedence. Fie upon "but yet'"!
2.5.551091Some monstrous malefactor. Prithee, friend,
2.5.561092Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear,
2.5.571093The good and bad together. He's friends with Caesar,
2.5.581094In state of health, thou say'st, and, thou say'st, free.
Free, madam, no. I made no such report.
He's bound unto Octavia. For what good turn?
For the best turn i'th'bed.
For the best turn i'th'bed. I am pale, Charmian.
Madam, he's married to Octavia.
The most infectious pestilence upon thee!
Good madam, patience!
Good madam, patience! What say you?
[She] strikes him.
Good madam, patience! What say you? 1105Hence,
2.5.66Horrible villain, or I'll spurn thine eyes
2.5.671106Like balls before me; I'll unhair thy head,
2.5.691108Thou shalt be whipped with wire, and stewed in brine,
Smarting in ling'ring pickle. Gracious madam,
2.5.711111I that do bring the news made not the match.
Say 'tis not so. A province I will give thee,
2.5.731113And make thy fortunes proud. The blow thou had'st
2.5.741114Shall make thy peace for moving me to rage,
2.5.751115And I will boot thee with what gift beside
Thy modesty can beg. He's married, madam.
Rogue, thou hast lived too long.
[She draws] a knife.
Rogue, thou hast lived too long. Nay then, I'll run! [He starts to run away].
2.5.781120What mean you, madam? I have made no fault.
Good madam, keep yourself within yourself.
Some innocents 'scape not the thunderbolt.
2.5.831124Melt Egypt into Nile! And kindly creatures
2.5.841125Turn all to serpents! Call the slave again.
2.5.851126Though I am mad, I will not bite him. Call!
He is afeared to come.
He is afeared to come. I will not hurt him. [Exit Charmian].
2.5.871129These hands do lack nobility, that they strike
Enter the Messenger again [with Charmian].
Have given myself the cause. Come hither, sir.
2.5.911134To bring bad news. Give to a gracious message
2.5.921135An host of tongues, but let ill tidings tell
I have done my duty.
I have done my duty. Is he married?
If thou again say yes. He's married, madam.
The Gods confound thee,
1143dost thou hold there still?
Should I lie, madam?
Should I lie, madam? Oh, I would thou didst,
2.5.991146So half my Egypt were submerged and made
2.5.1001147A cistern for scaled snakes. Go, get thee hence.
2.5.1021149Thou would'st appear most ugly. He is married?
I crave your highness' pardon.
I crave your highness' pardon. He is married?
Take no offence, that I would not offend you.
2.5.1061154Seems much unequal. He's married to Octavia.
Oh, that his fault should make a knave of thee,
2.5.1081156That act not what th'art sure of. Get thee hence.
2.5.1091157The merchandise which thou hast brought from Rome
[Exit Messenger.]
And be undone by 'em. Good your highness, patience.
In praising Antony, I have dispraised Caesar.
Many times, madam.
I am paid for't now. Lead me from hence--
2.5.1191168The color of her hair. Bring me word quickly.
2.5.1231171The other way's a Mars.
[To Mardian] Bid you Alexas
2.5.1241172Bring me word how tall she is. Pity me, Charmian,
2.5.1251173But do not speak to me. Lead me to my chamber.
2.6.2Flourish. Enter Pompey [and] Menas with soldiers marching at one door with drum and trum1176pet; at another Caesar, Lepidus, Antony, Enobarbus, Mae1177cenas, [and] Agrippa. Your hostages I have, so have you mine;
And we shall talk before we fight. Most meet
2.6.5That first we come to words;
1181and therefore have we
2.6.61182Our written purposes before us sent,
2.6.71183Which if thou hast considered, let us know
2.6.81184If 'twill tie up thy discontented sword
2.6.91185And carry back to Sicily much tall youth,
That else must perish here. To you, all three,
2.6.121189Chief factors for the gods: I do not know
2.6.131190Wherefore my father should revengers want,
2.6.141191Having a son and friends, since Julius Caesar
2.6.161193There saw you laboring for him. What was't
2.6.171194That moved pale Cassius to conspire? And what
2.6.191196With the armed rest, courtiers of beauteous freedom,
2.6.201197To drench the Capitol, but that they would
2.6.221199Hath made me rig my navy at whose burden
2.6.231200The angered ocean foams, with which I meant
2.6.241201To scourge th'ingratitude that despiteful Rome
Cast on my noble father. Take your time.
Thou can'st not fear us, Pompey, with thy sails.
2.6.271205We'll speak with thee at sea. At land thou know'st
How much we do o'er-count thee. At land indeed
2.6.291208Thou dost o'ercount me of my father's house;
2.6.301209But since the cuckoo builds not for himself,
Remain in't as thou mayst. Be pleased to tell us--
2.6.321212For this is from the present--how you take
The offers we have sent you. There's the point.
Which do not be entreated to,
1216but weigh
2.6.35What it is worth embraced.
What it is worth embraced. And what may follow
2.6.36To try a larger fortune.
To try a larger fortune. You have made me offer
2.6.381220Rid all the sea of pirates; then, to send
2.6.391221Measures of wheat to Rome. This 'greed upon,
2.6.401222To part with unhacked edges and bear back
1224Caesar, Antony, and Lepidus Our targes undinted. That's our offer.
Our targes undinted. That's our offer. Know then,
2.6.441228Put me to some impatience. Though I lose
2.6.451229The praise of it by telling, you must know,
2.6.461230When Caesar and your brother were at blows,
Her welcome friendly. I have heard it, Pompey,
2.6.491234And am well studied for a liberal thanks
Which I do owe you. Let me have your hand.
2.6.51[Pompey and Antony shake hands.] 2.6.521237I did not think, sir, to have met you here.
The beds i'th'East are soft; and thanks to you,
2.6.541239That called me timelier than my purpose hither,
[Caesar shakes hands with Pompey.]
For I have gained by't. Since I saw you last,
2.6.56There's a change upon you.
There's a change upon you. Well, I know not
2.6.571243What counts harsh Fortune casts upon my face,
[Lepidus shakes hands with Pompey.]
To make my heart her vassal. Well met, here.
I hope so, Lepidus. Thus we are agreed.
And sealed between us. That's the next to do.
We'll feast each other, ere we part; and let's
Draw lots who shall begin. That will I, Pompey.
No, Antony, take the lot. But first or last,
2.6.67The fame. I have heard
1256that Julius Caesar
2.6.68Grew fat with feasting there.
Grew fat with feasting there. You have heard much.
I have fair meanings, sir.
I have fair meanings, sir. And fair words to them.
Then so much have I heard.
No more of that. He did so.
No more of that. He did so. What, I pray you?
A certain queen to Caesar in a mattress.
I know thee now. How far'st thou, soldier?
Well,
2.6.76And well am like to do, for I perceive
Four feasts are toward. Let me shake thy hand.
2.6.781269I never hated thee; I have seen thee fight,
When I have envied thy behavior. Sir,
2.6.80I never loved you much, but I ha' praised ye
2.6.811272When you have well deserved ten times as much
As I have said you did. Enjoy thy plainness,
1278Caesar, Antony, and Lepidus Will you lead, lords? Show's the way, sir.
Will you lead, lords? Show's the way, sir. Come.
2.6.86Exeunt all but Enobarbus and Menas.
2.6.88Thy father, Pompey, would ne'er have made this
1281treaty.
2.6.89[To Enobarbus] You and I have known, sir.
At sea, I think.
We have, sir.
You have done well by water.
And you by land.
I will praise any man that will praise me, though
1287it cannot be denied what I have done by land.
Nor what I have done by water.
Yes, something you can deny for your own
1290safety: you have been a great thief by sea.
And you by land.
There I deny my land service. But give me
1293your hand, Menas; if our eyes had authority, here they
1294might take two thieves kissing.
All men's faces are true, whatsome'er their hands
1296are.
But there is never a fair woman has a true
1298face.
No slander: they steal hearts.
We came hither to fight with you.
For my part, I am sorry it is turned to a drink
1302ing. Pompey doth this day laugh away his fortune.
If he do, sure he cannot weep't back again.
You've said, sir. We looked not for Mark An
1305tony here. Pray you, is he married to Cleopatra?
Caesar's sister is called Octavia.
True, sir. She was the wife of Caius Marcellus.
But she is now the wife of Marcus Antonius.
Pray ye, sir?
'Tis true.
Then is Caesar and he for ever knit together.
If I were bound to divine of this unity, I would
1313not prophesy so.
I think the policy of that purpose made more
1315in the marriage than the love of the parties.
I think so too. But you shall find the band
1317that seems to tie their friendship together will be the
1318very strangler of their amity: Octavia is of a holy, cold,
1319and still conversation.
Who would not have his wife so?
Not he that himself is not so, which is Mark
1322Antony. He will to his Egyptian dish again. Then shall
1323the sighs of Octavia blow the fire up in Caesar, and, as I
1324said before, that which is the strength of their amity,
1325shall prove the immediate author of their variance. An
1326tony will use his affection where it is. He married but
1327his occasion here.
And thus it may be. Come, sir, will you aboard?
1329I have a health for you.
I shall take it, sir; we have used our throats in
1331Egypt.
Come, let's away.
2.7.31334Enter two or three Servants with a banquet. Here they'll be, man. Some o'their plants are ill-
1336rooted already. The least wind i'th'world will blow them
1337down.
Lepidus is high-colored.
They have made him drink alms-drink.
As they pinch one another by the disposition, he
1341cries out "No more", reconciles them to his entreaty and
1342himself to'th'drink.
But it raises the greatest war between him and his
1344discretion.
Why, this it is to have a name in great men's fel
1346lowship. I had as lief have a reed that will do me no
1347service as a partisan I could not heave.
To be called into a huge sphere and not to be seen
1349to move in't are the holes where eyes should be, which
1350pitifully disaster the cheeks.
2.7.121352Enter Caesar, Antony, Pompey, Lepidus, Agrippa, Maecenas, 1353Enobarbus, [and] Menas, with other captains [and a Boy]. Thus do they, sir: they take the flow o'th'Nile
2.7.141355By certain scales i'th'pyramid; they know
2.7.151356By th'height, the lowness, or the mean if dearth
2.7.161357Or foison follow. The higher Nilus swells,
2.7.171358The more it promises; as it ebbs, the seedsman
2.7.181359Upon the slime and ooze scatters his grain,
You've strange serpents there?
Antony
You've strange serpents there? Ay, Lepidus.
Your serpent of Egypt is bred now of your mud
1364by the operation of your sun; so is your crocodile.
They are so.
Sit, and some wine. A health to Lepidus! [They drink.]
I am not so well as I should be,
1368but I'll ne'er out.
Not till you have slept; I fear me you'll be in
1370till then.
Nay certainly, I have heard the Ptolemies' pyra
1372mises are very goodly things. Without contradiction I
1373have heard that.
[Aside to Pompey] Pompey, a word.
[Aside to Pompey] Pompey, a word. [Aside to Menas] Say in mine ear what is't.
[Aside to Pompey] Forsake thy seat, I do beseech thee, captain,
And hear me speak a word. [Aside to Menas] Forbear me till anon.
2.7.31[Menas] whispers in [Pompey's] ear. What manner o'thing is your crocodile?
It is shaped, sir, like itself, and it is as broad as it
1382hath breadth; it is just so high as it is, and moves with it
1383own organs. It lives by that which nourisheth it, and
1384the elements once out of it, it transmigrates.
What color is it of?
Of it own color too.
'Tis a strange serpent.
'Tis so, and the tears of it are wet.
[To Antony] Will this description satisfy him?
[To Caesar] With the health that Pompey gives him, else he is
1391a very epicure.
[Aside to Menas] Go hang sir, hang! Tell me of that? Away!
2.7.411393Do as I bid you!
[Aloud] Where's this cup I called for?
2.7.43If for the sake of merit thou wilt hear me,
Rise from thy stool. 1396Pompey [Aside to Menas] [Pompey and Menas stand apart.]
I think th'art mad. The matter?
I have ever held my cap off to thy fortunes.
Thou hast served me with much faith. What's
1399else to say?
2.7.48[Aloud] Be jolly, lords.
These quicksands, Lepidus,
1401Keep off them, for you sink.
2.7.50[Menas and Pompey speak aside.] Wilt thou be lord of all the world?
Wilt thou be lord of all the world? What say'st thou?
Wilt thou be lord of the whole world?
1405That's twice.
How should that be?
How should that be? But entertain it,
2.7.54And though thou think me
1408poor, I am the man
2.7.55Will give thee all the world.
Will give thee all the world. Hast thou drunk well?
No, Pompey, I have kept me from the cup.
2.7.571411Thou art, if thou dar'st be, the earthly Jove:
Is thine, if thou wilt ha't. Show me which way.
These three world-sharers, these competitors
2.7.611416Are in thy vessel. Let me cut the cable,
2.7.621417And when we are put off, fall to their throats.
All there is thine. Ah, this thou shouldst have done
2.7.641420And not have spoke on't. In me, 'tis villainy;
2.7.651421In thee't had been good service. Thou must know
2.7.661422'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honor;
2.7.671423Mine honor, it. Repent that e'er thy tongue
2.7.681424Hath so betrayed thine act. Being done unknown,
2.7.691425I should have found it afterwards well done,
2.7.701426But must condemn it now. Desist, and drink.
2.7.71[Pompey returns to the others.] 2.7.73For this, I'll never follow
1428thy palled fortunes more.
2.7.741429Who seeks and will not take when once 'tis offered
Shall never find it more. This health to Lepidus.
[To a servant] Bear him ashore.
Here's to thee, Menas!
Here's to thee, Menas! Enobarbus, welcome.
Fill till the cup be hid.
[Pointing to the servant carrying off Lepidus] There's a strong fellow, Menas.
[Pointing to the servant carrying off Lepidus] There's a strong fellow, Menas. Why?
A bears the third part of the world, man, seest
1440not?
The third part, then, he is drunk. Would it were
1442all,
2.7.83That it might go on wheels.
That it might go on wheels. Drink thou, increase the reels.
Come.
Come. This is not yet an Alexandrian feast.
It ripens towards it; strike the vessels, ho!
Here's to Caesar! I could well forbear't:
2.7.87It's monstrous labor
1449when I wash my brain
And it grow fouler. Be a child o'th'time.
Possess it, I'll make answer;
2.7.90But I had rather
1452fast from all, four days,
2.7.91Than drink so much in one.
Than drink so much in one. [To Antony] Ha, my brave emperor,
2.7.92Shall we dance now
1454the Egyptian Bacchanals,
2.7.93And celebrate our drink?
And celebrate our drink? Let's ha't, good soldier!
Come, let's all take hands,
2.7.951457Till that the conquering wine hath steeped our sense
In soft and delicate Lethe. All take hands!
2.7.971460Make battery to our ears with the loud music.
2.7.981461The while I'll place you, then the boy shall sing.
2.7.991462The holding every man shall beat as loud
2.7.102Enobarbus places them hand in hand. [Sings]
1470Cup us till the world go round,
What would you more?
1473Pompey, goodnight. Good brother,
2.7.1131475Frowns at this levity. Gentle lords, let's part.
2.7.1141476You see we have burnt our cheeks. Strong Enobarb
2.7.1151477Is weaker than the wine, and mine own tongue
2.7.1161478Splits what it speaks. The wild disguise hath almost
2.7.1171479Anticked us all. What needs more words? Goodnight.
Good Antony, your hand. I'll try you on the shore.
And shall, sir. Give's your hand.
And shall, sir. Give's your hand. Oh, Antony,
2.7.120You have my father's house.
1484But what--we are friends!
[Exeunt all but Enobarbus and Menas].
Come down into the boat. Take heed you fall not.
Menas
Menas, I'll not on shore. 1487No, to my cabin; these drums,
2.7.1251490To these great fellows. Sound and be hanged, sound out!
Hoo, says a! There's my cap!
2.7.128[He throws his cap in the air]. Hoa! Noble captain, come.
3.1.2Enter Ventidius as it were in triumph [with Silius, and other Roman Soldiers], the dead body of Paco1495rus borne before him. Now, darting Parthia, art thou struck, and now
3.1.41497Pleased Fortune does of Marcus Crassus's death
3.1.51498Make me revenger. Bear the king's son's body
3.1.61499Before our army. Thy Pacorus, Orodes,
Pays this for Marcus Crassus. Noble Ventidius,
3.1.81502Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword is warm,
3.1.91503The fugitive Parthians follow. Spur through Media,
3.1.111505The routed fly. So thy grand captain Antony
3.1.121506Shall set thee on triumphant chariots and
Put garlands on thy head. Oh Silius, Silius,
3.1.141509I have done enough. A lower place, note well,
3.1.151510May make too great an act. For learn this, Silius:
3.1.171512Acquire too high a fame, when him we serve's away.
3.1.191514More in their officer than person. Sossius--
3.1.201515One of my place in Syria, his lieutenant--
3.1.221517Which he achieved by th'minute, lost his favor.
3.1.231518Who does i'th'wars more than his captain can
3.1.241519Becomes his captain's captain; and ambition,
3.1.251520The soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss
3.1.281523But 'twould offend him, and in his offence
Should my performance perish. Thou hast, Ventidius,
3.1.30That without the which a
1526soldier and his sword
3.1.31Grants scarce distinction. Thou
1527wilt write to Antony?
I'll humbly signify what in his name,
3.1.331529That magical word of war, we have effected:
3.1.341530How with his banners and his well-paid ranks
We have jaded out o'th'field. Where is he now?
He purposeth to Athens, whither, with what haste
3.1.381535The weight we must convey with's will permit,
3.1.391536We shall appear before him.--On there, pass along!
3.2.2Enter Agrippa at one door, Enobarbus at another. What, are the brothers parted?
They have dispatched with Pompey: he is gone,
3.2.51541The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps
3.2.61542To part from Rome; Caesar is sad, and Lepidus
3.2.71543Since Pompey's feast, as Menas says, is troubled
With the green-sickness. 'Tis a noble Lepidus.
A very fine one. Oh, how he loves Caesar!
Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark Antony!
Caesar? Why, he's the Jupiter of men.
What's Antony--the God of Jupiter?
Spake you of Caesar? How, the nonpareil?
Oh Antony, oh thou Arabian bird!
Would you praise Caesar? Say "Caesar," go no further.
Indeed, he plied them both with excellent praises.
But he loves Caesar best; yet he loves Antony.
3.2.181555Hoo! hearts, tongues, figures,
1556scribes, bards, poets cannot
3.2.191557Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number--hoo!--
Kneel down, kneel down and wonder. Both he loves.
They are his shards and he their beetle.
[Trumpet within]
They are his shards and he their beetle. So,
Good fortune, worthy soldier, and farewell.
3.2.251564Enter Caesar, Antony, Lepidus, and Octavia. No further, sir.
You take from me a great part of myself;
3.2.281567Use me well in't. Sister, prove such a wife
3.2.291568As my thoughts make thee, and as my farthest bond
3.2.301569Shall pass on thy approof. Most noble Antony,
3.2.311570Let not the piece of virtue which is set
3.2.331572To keep it builded, be the ram to batter
3.2.351574Have loved without this mean, if on both parts
This be not cherished. Make me not offended
In your distrust. I have said.
In your distrust. I have said. You shall not find,
3.2.381579Though you be therein curious, the least cause
3.2.391580For what you seem to fear. So the gods keep you,
3.2.401581And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends.
Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well.
3.2.441585Thy spirits all of comfort. Fare thee well.
[Weeping] My noble brother!
The April's in her eyes; it is love's spring,
3.2.471588And these the showers to bring it on. Be cheerful.
Sir, look well to my husband's house, and--
What, Octavia?
What, Octavia? I'll tell you in your ear.
3.2.50[She whispers to Caesar.] Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can
3.2.531595That stands upon the swell at the full of tide,
[Aside to Agrippa] Will Caesar weep?
[Aside to Agrippa] Will Caesar weep? [Aside to Enobarbus] He has a cloud in's face.
[Aside to Agrippa] He were the worse for that were he a horse,
So is he being a man. [Aside to Enobarbus] Why, Enobarbus,
[Aside to Agrippa] That year, indeed, he was troubled with a rheum;
3.2.621606What willingly he did confound, he wailed,
No, sweet Octavia,
3.2.651609You shall hear from me still; the time shall not
Out-go my thinking on you. Come, sir, come,
3.2.671612I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love.
3.2.681613Look, here I have you
[embracing Caesar]; thus I let you go,
And give you to the gods. Adieu, be happy.
Let all the number of the stars give light
To thy fair way. Farewell, farewell.
[He] kisses Octavia.
To thy fair way. Farewell, farewell. Farewell.
3.2.73Exeunt [Antony, Octavia and Enobarbus at one door, Caesar, Lepidus and Agrippa at another door]. 3.3.2Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, and Alexas. Where is the fellow?
Where is the fellow? Half afeared to come.
Go to, go to.
Come hither, sir. Good majesty,
3.3.7Herod of Jewry dare not look
1626upon you,
3.3.8But when you are well pleased.
But when you are well pleased. That Herod's head,
3.3.9I'll have. But how, when
1628Antony is gone
3.3.10Through whom I might command it?
Through whom I might command it? 1629[To the Messenger] Come thou near.
Most gracious majesty.
Most gracious majesty. Didst thou behold Octavia?
Ay, dread Queen.
Ay, dread Queen. Where?
Ay, dread Queen. Where? Madam, in Rome
3.3.13I looked her in the face, and
1635saw her led
3.3.14Between her brother and Mark Antony.
Is she as tall as me?
Is she as tall as me? She is not, madam.
Didst hear her speak?
1639Is she shrill-tongued or low?
Madam, I heard her speak; she is low-voiced.
That's not so good. He cannot like her long.
Like her? Oh, Isis, 'tis impossible!
I think so, Charmian. Dull of tongue, and dwarfish;
If e'er thou look'st on majesty. She creeps:
3.3.23Her motion and her station are as one.
A statue than a breather. Is this certain?
Or I have no observance.
Or I have no observance. Three in Egypt
3.3.27Cannot make better note.
Cannot make better note. He's very knowing,
3.3.28I do perceive't.
1653There's nothing in her yet.
The fellow has good judgment. Excellent.
[To the Messenger] Guess at her years, I prithee.
[To the Messenger] Guess at her years, I prithee. Madam,
she was a widow. Widow? Charmian, hark.
And I do think she's thirty.
Bear'st thou her face in mind? Is't long or round?
Round, even to faultiness.
For the most part, too, they are foolish that are
1663so.
Her hair, what color? Brown, madam; and her forehead
As low as she would wish it. There's gold for thee.
3.3.381667Thou must not take my former sharpness ill.
3.3.391668I will employ thee back again. I find thee
3.3.401669Most fit for business. Go, make thee ready,
[Exit Messenger].
Our letters are prepared. A proper man.
Indeed he is so. I repent me much
3.3.431673That so I harried him. Why, methinks by him,
This creature's no such thing. Nothing, madam.
The man hath seen some majesty, and should
1677know.
Hath he seen majesty? Isis else defend,
I have one thing more to ask him yet, good
1681Charmian.
3.3.49But 'tis no matter, thou shalt bring him to me
3.3.501682Where I will write. All may be well enough.
I warrant you, madam.
3.4.2Enter Antony and Octavia. Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that--
3.4.41686That were excusable, that and thousands more
3.4.51687Of semblable import--but he hath waged
3.4.61688New wars 'gainst Pompey, made his will and read it
3.4.91691But pay me terms of honor, cold and sickly
3.4.101692He vented then, most narrow measure lent me;
3.4.111693When the best hint was given him, he not look't,
Or did it from his teeth. Oh my good lord,
3.4.131696Believe not all, or if you must believe,
3.4.151698If this division chance, ne'er stood between
3.4.181701When I shall pray "Oh bless my lord and husband,"
3.4.201703"Oh bless my brother." Husband win, win brother,
3.4.211704Prays and destroys the prayer; no midway
'Twixt these extremes at all. Gentle Octavia,
3.4.231707Let your best love draw to that point which seeks
3.4.241708Best to preserve it. If I lose mine honor
3.4.261710Than yours so branchless. But as you requested,
3.4.271711Yourself shall go between's. The meantime, lady,
3.4.291713Shall stain your brother. Make your soonest haste;
So your desires are yours. Thanks to my lord.
3.4.311716The Jove of power make me, most weak, most weak
3.4.321717Your reconciler. Wars 'twixt you twain would be
3.4.331718As if the world should cleave, and that slain men
When it appears to you where this begins,
3.4.361721Turn your displeasure that way, for our faults
3.4.381723Can equally move with them. Provide your going;
3.4.391724Choose your own company, and command what cost
3.5.2Enter Enobarbus and Eros, [meeting]. How now, friend Eros?
There's strange news come, sir.
What, man?
Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon Pompey.
This is old. What is the success?
Caesar, having made use of him in the wars
1733'gainst Pompey, presently denied him rivality, would not
1734let him partake in the glory of the action; and, not resting
1735here, accuses him of letters he had formerly wrote to Pompey;
1736upon his own appeal seizes him. So the poor
1737third is up, till death enlarge his confine.
Then, world, thou hast a pair of chaps, no more;
3.5.101739And throw between them all the food thou hast,
3.5.111740They'll grind the one the other. Where's Antony?
He's walking in the garden, thus, [imitating Antony] and spurns
3.5.131742The rush that lies before him. Cries "Fool, Lepidus!",
3.5.141743And threats the throat of that his officer
That murdered Pompey. Our great navy's rigged.
For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius:
I might have told hereafter. 'Twill be naught--
3.5.19But let it be. Bring me to Antony.
But let it be. Bring me to Antony. Come, sir.
3.6.2Enter Agrippa, Maecenas, and Caesar. Contemning Rome, he's done all this and more
3.6.41753In Alexandria. Here's the manner of't:
3.6.51754I'th'market-place, on a tribunal silvered,
3.6.61755Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold
3.6.71756Were publicly enthroned; at the feet sat
3.6.81757Caesarion, whom they call my father's son,
3.6.91758And all the unlawful issue that their lust
3.6.101759Since then hath made between them. Unto her
3.6.111760He gave the stablishment of Egypt, made her
Absolute queen. This in the public eye?
I'th'common showplace where they exercise.
3.6.151764His sons hither proclaimed the kings of kings,
3.6.171766He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assigned
3.6.201769That day appeared, and oft before gave audience--
As 'tis reported--so. Let Rome be thus informed.
Who, queasy with his insolence already,
The people knows it,
1775and have now received
His accusations. Who does he accuse?
Caesar; and that, having in Sicily
3.6.271778Sextus Pompeius spoiled, we had not rated him
3.6.281779His part o'th'isle. Then does he say he lent me
3.6.291780Some shipping unrestored. Lastly, he frets
3.6.31Should be deposed,
1782and being, that we detain
All his revenue. Sir, this should be answered.
'Tis done already, and the messenger gone.
3.6.341785I have told him Lepidus was grown too cruel,
3.6.361787And did deserve his change. For what I have conquered,
3.6.371788I grant him part; but then in his Armenia,
Demand the like. He'll never yield to that.
Nor must not then be yielded to in this.
Hail, Caesar and my lord. Hail, most dear Caesar!
That ever I should call thee cast-away.
You have not called me so, nor have you cause.
Why have you stolen upon us thus? You come not
3.6.461797Like Caesar's sister. The wife of Antony
3.6.481799The neighs of horse to tell of her approach
3.6.491800Long ere she did appear. The trees by th'way
3.6.501801Should have borne men, and expectation fainted,
3.6.511802Longing for what it had not. Nay, the dust
3.6.521803Should have ascended to the roof of heaven,
3.6.531804Raised by your populous troops. But you are come
3.6.541805A market-maid to Rome, and have prevented
3.6.551806The ostentation of our love, which left unshown
3.6.561807Is often left unloved. We should have met you
With an augmented greeting. Good my lord,
3.6.591811To come thus was I not constrained, but did it
3.6.611813Hearing that you prepared for war, acquainted
His pardon for return. Which soon he granted,
3.6.641817Being an abstract 'tween his lust and him.
Do not say so, my lord.
Do not say so, my lord. I have eyes upon him,
Where is he now? My lord, in Athens.
No, my most wronged sister, Cleopatra
3.6.691823Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his empire
3.6.711825The kings o'th'earth for war. He hath assembled
3.6.741828Of Paphlagonia; the Thracian King Adullas,
Octavia
With a more larger list of sceptres. Ay me, most wretched,
3.6.801835That have my heart parted betwixt two friends
That does afflict each other! Welcome hither:
3.6.82Your letters did withhold our breaking forth
3.6.831838Till we perceived both how you were wrong-led
3.6.841839And we in negligent danger. Cheer your heart;
3.6.851840Be you not troubled with the time, which drives
3.6.861841O'er your content these strong necessities,
3.6.881843Hold unbewailed their way. Welcome to Rome,
3.6.901845Beyond the mark of thought, and the high gods,
3.6.921847Of us, and those that love you. Best of comfort,
Agrippa
And ever welcome to us. Welcome, lady.
Welcome, dear madam.
3.6.951850Each heart in Rome does love and pity you;
3.6.981853And gives his potent regiment to a trull
That noises it against us. Is it so, sir?
Most certain. Sister, welcome. Pray you
3.6.1011857Be ever known to patience. My dearest sister!
3.7.2Enter Cleopatra and Enobarbus. I will be even with thee, doubt it not.
But why, why, why?
Thou hast forspoke my being in these wars,
And say'st it is not fit. Well, is it, is it?
If not denounced against us, why should not
1865we
Be there in person? [Aside] Well, I could reply:
3.7.9If we should serve with
1867horse and mares together,
3.7.10The horse were merely lost;
1868the mares would bear
3.7.11A soldier and his horse.
A soldier and his horse. What is't you say?
Your presence needs must puzzle Antony,
3.7.131871Take from his heart, take from his brain, from's time,
3.7.141872What should not then be spared. He is already
3.7.151873Traduced for levity, and 'tis said in Rome
3.7.161874That Photinus, an eunuch, and your maids
Manage this war. Sink Rome, and their tongues rot
3.7.181877That speak against us! A charge we bear i'th'war,
3.7.201879Appear there for a man. Speak not against it,
I will not stay behind. Nay, I have done.
Here comes the emperor. Is it not strange, Camidius,
3.7.261886And take in Toryne? You have heard on't, sweet?
Celerity is never more admired
Than by the negligent. A good rebuke,
3.7.291890Which might have well becomed the best of men,
Will fight with him by sea. By sea, what else?
Why will my lord do so?
Why will my lord do so? For that he dares us to't.
So hath my lord dared him to single fight.
Ay, and to wage this battle at Pharsalia,
3.7.351898Where Caesar fought with Pompey. But these offers,
3.7.361899Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes off,
And so should you. Your ships are not well manned.
3.7.381902Your mariners are muleteers, reapers, people
3.7.391903Engrossed by swift impress. In Caesar's fleet
3.7.401904Are those that often have 'gainst Pompey fought;
3.7.411905Their ships are yare, yours heavy. No disgrace
Being prepared for land. By sea, by sea!
Most worthy sir, you therein throw away
3.7.451910The absolute soldiership you have by land,
3.7.461911Distract your army (which doth most consist
3.7.471912Of war-marked footmen), leave unexecuted
3.7.481913Your own renowned knowledge, quite forgo
3.7.501915Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard
From firm security. I'll fight at sea.
I have sixty sails, Caesar none better.
Our over-plus of shipping will we burn,
3.7.541920And with the rest full-manned, from th'head of Actium
3.7.551921Beat th'approaching Caesar. But if we fail,
Enter a Messenger.
We then can do't at land. 1923Thy business?
The news is true, my lord, he is descried.
Can he be there in person? 'Tis impossible;
3.7.601927Strange that his power should be. Camidius,
3.7.611928Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by land,
3.7.621929And our twelve thousand horse. We'll to our ship.
1931Enter [Scarrus] a Soldier. Away, my Thetis. 1932How now, worthy soldier?
Oh, noble emperor, do not fight by sea.
3.7.651934Trust not to rotten planks. Do you misdoubt
3.7.661935This sword and these my wounds? Let th'Egyptians
3.7.681937Have used to conquer standing on the earth
And fighting foot to foot. Well, well, away.
3.7.70Exeunt Antony, Cleopatra, and Enobarbus. By Hercules, I think I am i'th'right.
Soldier, thou art; but his whole action grows
3.7.731942Not in the power on't. So our leader's led,
And we are women's men. You keep by land
3.7.75The legions and the horse
1945whole, do you not?
Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius,
3.7.781948But we keep whole by land. This speed of Caesar's
Carries beyond belief. While he was yet in Rome,
As beguiled all spies. Who's his lieutenant, hear you?
They say one Taurus.
They say one Taurus. Well I know the man.
The emperor calls Camidius.
With news the time's in labor,
3.8.2Enter Caesar [and Taurus], with his army, marching. Taurus?
Taurus? My lord.
Taurus? My lord. Strike not by land,
1964keep whole;
Provoke not battle
1965till we have done at sea.
3.8.4[He gives Taurus a scroll.] 3.8.5Do not exceed
1966the prescript of this scroll.
3.8.7Exit [Caesar and his army at one door, and Taurus at another door].
3.9.2Enter Antony and Enobarbus. Set we our squadrons on yond side o'th'hill,
3.9.41970In eye of Caesar's battle, from which place
3.9.51971We may the number of the ships behold
3.10.2Camidius marcheth with his land army one way over the 1974stage, and Taurus the Lieutenant of Caesar the other way. 1975After their going in is heard the noise of a sea-fight. 1976Alarum. Naught, naught, all naught! I can behold no longer.
3.10.61979With all their sixty fly and turn the rudder!
Gods and goddesses,
3.10.10All the whole synod of them!
All the whole synod of them! What's thy passion?
The greater cantle of the world is lost
Kingdoms and provinces. How appears the fight?
On our side, like the tokened pestilence,
3.10.151989Where death is sure. Yon ribald nag of Egypt,
3.10.161990Whom leprosy o'ertake, i'th'midst o'th'fight,
Hoists sails and flies. That I beheld.
3.10.211996Mine eyes did sicken at the sight, and could not
Endure a further view. She once being luffed,
3.10.242000Claps on his sea-wing, and like a doting mallard,
3.10.252001Leaving the fight in height, flies after her.
Did violate so itself! Alack, alack.
Our fortune on the sea is out of breath
3.10.322009Been what he knew himself, it had gone well.
Ay, are you thereabouts? Why then goodnight
2013indeed.
Toward Peloponnesus are they fled.
'Tis easy to't,
2016and there I will attend
What further comes. To Caesar will I render
Show me the way of yielding. I'll yet follow
3.10.412021The wounded chance of Antony, though my reason
3.11.2Enter Antony with Attendants. Hark, the land bids me tread no more upon't;
3.11.42025It is ashamed to bear me. Friends, come hither.
3.11.72028Laden with gold. Take that, divide it, fly,
And make your peace with Caesar. Fly? Not we.
I have fled myself, and have instructed cowards
3.11.102032To run and show their shoulders. Friends, be gone.
3.11.162038Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them
3.11.172039For fear and doting. Friends, be gone. You shall
3.11.182040Have letters from me to some friends that will
3.11.192041Sweep your way for you. Pray you, look not sad,
3.11.202042Nor make replies of loathness. Take the hint
3.11.212043Which my despair proclaims. Let that be left
3.11.222044Which leaves itself. To the seaside straightway!
3.11.232045I will possess you of that ship and treasure.
3.11.262048Therefore I pray you--I'll see you by and by.
3.11.27[Exeunt Attendants. Antony] sits down.
3.11.282049Enter Cleopatra, led by Charmian, [Iras] and Eros. Nay, gentle madam, to him, comfort him.
Do, most dear queen.
Do. Why, what else?
Let me sit down. O Juno!
No, no, no, no, no.
See you here, sir?
Oh fie, fie, fie!
Madam.
Madam, oh, good empress.
Sir, sir!
Yes, my lord, yes. He at Philippi kept
3.11.402061His sword e'en like a dancer, while I struck
3.11.442065In the brave squares of war. Yet now--no matter.
Ah, stand by.
Ah, stand by. The queen, my lord, the queen!
Go to him, madam. Speak to him.
Well then, sustain me. Oh!
Most noble sir, arise; the queen approaches.
3.11.502072Her head's declined and death will seize her, but
I have offended reputation,
A most unnoble swerving. Sir, the queen.
Oh, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See
'Stroyed in dishonor. Oh my lord, my lord,
You would have followed. Egypt, thou knew'st too well,
3.11.602085My heart was to thy rudder tied by'th'strings,
3.11.612086And thou should'st tow me after. O'er my spirit
Command me. Oh, my pardon.
Command me. Oh, my pardon. Now I must
3.11.652092To the young man send humble treaties, dodge
3.11.672094With half the bulk o'th'world played as I pleased,
Obey it on all cause. Pardon, pardon.
Fall not a tear, I say; one of them rates
3.11.732101All that is won and lost. Give me a kiss.
[They kiss.] 3.11.75[To an Attendant] 2103We sent our schoolmaster; is a come back?
3.11.76[To Cleopatra] 2104Love, I am full of lead.
[Calling] Some wine,
3.11.782106We scorn her most when most she offers blows.
3.12.2Enter Caesar, Agrippa, [Thidias] and Dolabella, with others. Let him appear that's come from Antony.
Know you him? Caesar, 'tis his schoolmaster.
3.12.52111An argument that he is plucked, when hither
3.12.72113Which had superfluous kings for messengers
2115Enter Ambassador from Antony. Not many moons gone by. Approach, and speak.
Such as I am, I come from Antony.
To his grand sea. Be't so. Declare thine office.
Lord of his fortunes he salutes thee, and
3.12.142123Requires to live in Egypt; which not granted
3.12.162125To let him breathe between the heavens and earth
3.12.192128Submits her to thy might, and of thee craves
Now hazarded to thy grace. For Antony,
Fortune pursue thee.
Fortune pursue thee. Bring him through the bands.
3.12.28[Exit Ambassador, attended]. 3.12.29[To Thidias] 2139To try thy eloquence now 'tis time--dispatch.
3.12.312141And in our name--what she requires. Add more--
3.12.33In their best fortunes strong; but want will perjure
3.12.342144The ne'er-touched vestal. Try thy cunning, Thidias.
3.12.352145Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we
Will answer as a law. Caesar, I go.
Observe how Antony becomes his flaw,
3.12.382149And what thou think'st his very action speaks
In every power that moves. Caesar, I shall.
3.12.40Exeunt [Thidias at one door and Caesar, Agrippa, Dolabella and others at another door].
3.13.2Enter Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Charmian, and Iras. What shall we do, Enobarbus?
What shall we do, Enobarbus? Think, and die.
Is Antony or we in fault for this?
Antony only, that would make his will
3.13.62157Lord of his reason. What though you fled
3.13.72158From that great face of war, whose several ranges
3.13.82159Frighted each other? Why should he follow?
3.13.92160The itch of his affection should not then
3.13.102161Have nicked his captainship at such a point,
3.13.112162When half to half the world opposed, he being
3.13.132164Than was his loss to course your flying flags,
And leave his navy gazing. Prithee, peace.
Is that his answer?
Ambassador
Is that his answer? Ay, my lord.
The queen shall then have courtesy,
So she will yield us up. He says so.
So she will yield us up. He says so. Let her know't.
3.13.19[To Cleopatra] To the boy Caesar send this
2173grizzled head,
3.13.20And he will fill thy wishes to the brim
With principalities. That head, my lord?
[To the Ambassador] To him again. Tell him he wears the rose
3.13.232177Of youth upon him, from which the world should note
3.13.242178Something particular. His coin, ships, legions,
3.13.252179May be a coward's, whose ministers would prevail
3.13.272181As i'th'command of Caesar. I dare him therefore
3.13.292183And answer me declined, sword against sword,
3.13.31[Exeunt Antony and Ambassador.] [Aside] Yes, like enough: high-battled Caesar will
3.13.332186Unstate his happiness, and be staged to'th'show
3.13.342187Against a sworder. I see men's judgments are
3.13.352188A parcel of their fortunes, and things outward
3.13.392192Answer his emptiness! Caesar, thou hast subdued
His judgment too. A messenger from Caesar.
What, no more ceremony? See, my women,
3.13.422197Against the blown rose may they stop their nose
[Aside] Mine honesty and I begin to square.
3.13.472201Our faith mere folly; yet he that can endure
3.13.492203Does conquer him that did his master conquer
And earns a place i'th'story. Caesar's will?
Hear it apart.
Hear it apart. None but friends; say boldly.
So haply are they friends to Antony.
He needs as many, sir, as Caesar has,
3.13.542211Or needs not us. If Caesar please, our master
3.13.552212Will leap to be his friend; for us, you know
So. [To Cleopatra]
3.13.58Thus then, thou most renowned: Caesar entreats
Further than he is Caesar. Go on; right royal.
He knows that you embrace not Antony
As you did love, but as you feared him. Oh.
The scars upon your honor, therefore, he
Not as deserved. He is a god, and knows
3.13.662225What is most right. Mine honor was not yielded,
But conquered merely. [Aside] To be sure of that,
3.13.68I will ask Antony.
2228Sir, sir, thou art so leaky
Thy dearest quit thee. Exit Enobarbus.
Thy dearest quit thee. Exit Enobarbus. Shall I say to Caesar
3.13.722233To be desired to give. It much would please him
3.13.732234That of his fortunes you should make a staff
The universal landlord. What's your name?
My name is Thidias.
My name is Thidias. Most kind messenger,
3.13.802242I kiss his conqu'ring hand. Tell him I am prompt
3.13.812243To lay my crown at's feet, and there to kneel
3.13.822244Till from from his all-obeying breath I hear
The doom of Egypt. 'Tis your noblest course.
3.13.862249No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay
3.13.872250My duty on your hand.
[He kisses Cleopatra's hand]. My duty on your hand. [He kisses Cleopatra's hand]. Your Caesar's father oft,
2255Enter Antony and Enobarbus. As it rained kisses. Favors, by Jove that thunders!
What art thou, fellow? One that but performs
3.13.922258The bidding of the fullest man and worthiest
To have command obeyed. You will be whipped.
[Calling Servants] Approach there!--[To Cleopatra] Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils,
3.13.952262Authority melts from me of late. When I cried "Ho!"
3.13.962263Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
Antony yet. Take hence this jack and whip him.
[Aside] 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. Moon and stars,
3.13.1012270Whip him! Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
3.13.1032272So saucy with the hand of she here--what's her name
Mark Antony!
Mark Antony! Tug him away; being whipped
By one that looks on feeders? Good my lord--
You have been a boggler ever.
3.13.1192289In our own filth drop our clear judgments, make us
To our confusion. Oh, is't come to this?
I found you as a morsel cold upon
3.13.1232294Dead Caesar's trencher. Nay, you were a fragment
You know not what it is. Wherefore is this?
To let a fellow that will take rewards
2310Enter a Servant with Thidias. For being yare about him. Is he whipped?
Soundly, my lord.
Soundly, my lord. Cried he? And begged a pardon?
He did ask favor.
If that thy father live, let him repent
3.13.1412315Thou was't not made his daughter, and be thou sorry
3.13.1432317Thou hast been whipped for following him. Henceforth
3.13.1452319Shake thou to look on't! Get thee back to Caesar,
Have you done yet?
Have you done yet? Alack, our terrene moon
The fall of Antony. I must stay his time.
To flatter Caesar, would you mingle eyes
With one that ties his points? Not know me yet?
Cold-hearted toward me?
Cold-hearted toward me? Ah, dear, if I be so,
3.13.1672343And poison it in the source, and the first stone
Have buried them for prey. I am satisfied.
3.13.1782355Have knit again, and fleet, threat'ning most sea-like.
3.13.1792356Where hast thou been, my heart? Dost thou hear, lady?
There's hope in't yet. That's my brave lord!
I will be treble-sinewed, -hearted, -breathed,
Let's mock the midnight bell. It is my birthday;
3.13.1922371I had thought t'have held it poor. But since my lord
We will yet do well.
[To Charmian and Iras] Call all his noble captains to my lord.
Do so, we'll speak to them;
2376and tonight I'll force
Now he'll outstare the lightning. To be furious
3.13.2042384The dove will peck the estridge; and I see still,
4.1.2Enter Caesar, Agrippa, and Maecenas with his army, 2390Caesar reading a letter; [a Messenger in attendance]. He calls me boy, and chides as he had power
4.1.42392To beat me out of Egypt. My messenger
4.1.52393He hath whipped with rods, dares me to personal combat,
4.1.62394Caesar to Antony. Let the old ruffian know
4.1.72395I have many other ways to die. Meantime
[Exit Messenger].
Laugh at his challenge. Caesar must think,
4.1.92398When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted
4.1.102399Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now
4.1.112400Make boot of his distraction. Never anger
Made good guard for itself. Let our best heads know,
4.1.142404We mean to fight. Within our files there are
4.1.152405Of those that served Mark Antony but late
4.1.172407And feast the army--we have store to do't,
4.1.182408And they have earned the waste. Poor Antony!
4.2.2Enter Antony, Cleopatra, Enobarbus, Charmian, 2410Iras, Alexas, with others. He will not fight with me, Domitius?
No.
Why should he not?
He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,
He is twenty men to one. Tomorrow, soldier,
4.2.82417By sea and land I'll fight. Or I will live,
4.2.92418Or bathe my dying honor in the blood
4.2.102419Shall make it live again. Woot thou fight well?
I'll strike, and cry "Take all!"
I'll strike, and cry "Take all!" Well said. Come on!
4.2.122422Call forth my household servants; let's tonight
2423Enter three or four Servitors. Be bounteous at our meal. Give me thy hand,
4.2.142425Thou hast been rightly honest; so hast thou,
4.2.152426Thou, and thou, and thou. You have served me well,
And kings have been your fellows. [Aside to Enobarbus] What means this?
[Aside to Cleopatra] 'Tis one of those odd tricks which sorrow shoots
Out of the mind. And thou art honest too.
So good as you have done. The gods forbid!
Well, my good fellows, wait on me tonight.
4.2.242438Scant not my cups, and make as much of me
4.2.252439As when mine empire was your fellow too,
And suffered my command. [Aside to Enobarbus] What does he mean?
[Aside to Cleopatra] To make his followers weep.
[Aside to Cleopatra] To make his followers weep. Tend me tonight.
4.2.292445Haply you shall not see me more, or if--
4.2.312447You'll serve another master. I look on you
4.2.322448As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,
4.2.342450Married to your good service, stay till death.
4.2.352451Tend me tonight two hours, I ask no more,
And the gods yield you for't. What mean you, sir,
4.2.372454To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep;
4.2.382455And I, an ass, am onion-eyed. For shame,
Transform us not to women! Ho, ho, ho!
4.2.402458Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus.
4.2.412459Grace grow where those drops fall, my hearty friends,
4.2.432461For I spake to you for your comfort, did desire you
4.2.442462To burn this night with torches. Know, my hearts
4.2.452463I hope well of tomorrow, and will lead you
4.2.462464Where rather I'll expect victorious life
4.2.472465Than death and honor. Let's to supper, come,
4.3.2Enter a company of Soldiers. Brother, goodnight. Tomorrow is the day.
It will determine one way. Fare you well.
4.3.52470Heard you of nothing strange about the streets?
Nothing. What news?
Belike 'tis but a rumor. Good night to you.
Well, sir, good night.
4.3.92474[Enter other Soldiers meeting them].
Soldiers, have careful watch.
And you. Goodnight, goodnight.
4.3.122477They place themselves in every corner of the stage. Here we; and if tomorrow
2479our navy thrive,
4.3.14I have an absolute hope
2480our landmen will stand up.
'Tis a brave army, and full of purpose.
4.3.162482Music of the hautboys is under the stage. Peace, what noise?
Peace, what noise? List, list!
Peace, what noise? List, list! Hark!
Music i'th'air.
Music i'th'air. Under the earth.
It signs well, does it not?
It signs well, does it not? No.
Peace, I say! What should this mean?
'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved,
Now leaves him. Walk. Let's see if other watchmen
Do hear what we do. How now, masters?
Do hear what we do. How now, masters? 4.3.24[Speaking together] How now?
4.3.25How now? Do you hear this?
How now? Do you hear this? Ay is't not strange?
Do you hear, masters? Do you hear?
Follow the noise so far as we have quarter.
Let's see how it will give off. Content. 'Tis strange.
4.4.2Enter Antony and Cleopatra, with [Charmian and] others. [Calling] Eros! Mine armor, Eros!
[Calling] Eros! Mine armor, Eros! Sleep a little.
No, my chuck. Eros, come, mine armor, Eros!
4.4.62507Come, good fellow, put thine iron on.
4.4.82509Because we brave her. Come.
[Eros begins to arm Antony.] Because we brave her. Come. [Eros begins to arm Antony.] Nay I'll help too. [Taking a piece of armor]
4.4.92511What's this for?
[Beginning to arm Antony] Antony
What's this for? [Beginning to arm Antony] Ah let be, let be! Thou art
4.4.102512The armorer of my heart. False, false; this, this.
2513Sooth la, I'll help. Thus it must be.
Sooth la, I'll help. Thus it must be. Well, well,
4.4.12We shall thrive now.
2515Seest thou, my good fellow?
4.4.13Go, put on thy defences.
Go, put on thy defences. Briefly, sir.
Is not this buckled well?
Is not this buckled well? Rarely, rarely;
4.4.152519He that unbuckles this till we do please
4.4.162520To doff't for our repose shall hear a storm.
4.4.172521Thou fumblest, Eros, and my queen's a squire
4.4.182522More tight at this than thou--dispatch. O love,
4.4.192523That thou couldst see my wars today, and knew'st
4.4.202524The royal occupation, thou should'st see
2526Enter an armed soldier. A workman in't. 2527Good morrow to thee. Welcome.
4.4.222528Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge.
And go to't with delight. A thousand, sir,
4.4.25Early though't be, have on their
2532riveted trim
4.4.26And at the port expect you.
4.4.292534Enter [Scarrus and other] Captains, and Soldiers. The morn is fair. Good morrow, general.
2536Good morrow, general.
Good morrow, general. 'Tis well blown, lads.
4.4.322538This morning, like the spirit of a youth
4.4.332539That means to be of note, begins betimes.
4.4.342540So, so. Come, give me that--this way--well said.
4.4.352541Fare thee well, dame. Whate'er becomes of me,
4.4.362542This is a soldier's kiss.
[He kisses Cleopatra.] Rebukeable
4.4.372543And worthy shameful check it were to stand
4.4.382544On more mechanic compliment. I'll leave thee
4.4.392545Now like a man of steel.--You that will fight,
4.4.402546Follow me close. I'll bring you to't. Adieu.
4.4.41Exeunt [Antony, Eros, Captains, and Soldiers].
Please you retire to your chamber?
Please you retire to your chamber? Lead me.
4.4.432549He goes forth gallantly. That he and Caesar might
4.4.442550Determine this great war in single fight.
4.5.3Enter Antony, [Scarrus,] and Eros. The gods make this a happy day to Antony!
Would thou and those thy scars had once prevailed
To make me fight at land. Hadst thou done so,
4.5.72557The kings that have revolted and the soldier
4.5.82558That has this morning left thee would have still
Followed thy heels. Who's gone this morning?
Followed thy heels. Who's gone this morning? Who?
4.5.10One ever near thee. Call for Enobarbus,
4.5.112562He shall not hear thee, or from Caesar's camp
Say, "I am none of thine." What sayest thou?
Sir he's with Caesar.
Sir he's with Caesar. Sir, his chests and treasure
He has not with him. Is he gone?
He has not with him. Is he gone? Most certain.
Go, Eros. Send his treasure after. Do it;
4.5.162570Detain no jot, I charge thee. Write to him -
4.5.172571I will subscribe--gentle adieus and greetings;
4.5.182572Say that I wish he never find more cause
4.5.192573To change a master. Oh, my fortunes have
4.5.202574Corrupted honest men. Dispatch. --Enobarbus!
4.6.3Enter Agrippa and Caesar with Enobarbus 2576and Dolabella.
Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight.
Make it so known. Caesar, I shall.
The time of universal peace is near.
4.6.92582Prove this a prosp'rous day, the three-nooked world
Shall bear the olive freely. Antony
Is come into the field. Go charge Agrippa
4.6.122587Plant those that have revolted in the van,
4.6.15 Exeunt [all but Enobarbus]. Alexas did revolt, and went to Jewry on
4.6.182592Great Herod to incline himself to Caesar
4.6.192593And leave his master Antony. For this pains
4.6.202594Caesar hath hanged him. Camidius and the rest
Enobarbus, Antony
2601Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with
4.6.282603Came on my guard, and at thy tent is now
Unloading of his mules. I give it you.
Mock not, Enobarbus.
4.6.312607I tell you true. Best you safed the bringer
4.6.322608Out of the host; I must attend mine office,
4.6.332609Or would have done't myself. Your emperor
I am alone the villain of the earth,
4.6.382613Thou mine of bounty, how would'st thou have paid
4.6.402615Thou dost so crown with gold? This blows my heart.
4.6.412616If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean
4.6.422617Shall out-strike thought; but thought will do't, I feel.
4.6.432618I fight against thee? No, I will go seek
4.6.442619Some ditch wherein to die. The foul'st best fits
4.7.2Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Retire! We have engaged ourselves too far!
4.7.52624Caesar himself has work, and our oppression
O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed!
4.8.52629Had we done so at first, we had droven them home
With clouts about their heads! Thou bleed'st apace.
I had a wound here that was like a T,
[Retreat sounded] far off.
But now 'tis made an H. They do retire.
We'll beat 'em into bench-holes. I have yet
They are beaten, sir, and our advantage serves
For a fair victory. Let us score their backs,
4.8.142641And snatch 'em up as we take hares behind!
'Tis sport to maul a runner. I will reward thee
4.8.162644Once for thy sprightly comfort, and ten-fold
For thy good valor. Come thee on. I'll halt after.
4.9.3Enter Antony again [with Soldiers, Drummers, and Trumpeters] in a march; 2648Scarrus with others. We have beat him to his camp. Run one
2650before,
4.9.5And let the queen know of our gests.
[Exit a Soldier].
And let the queen know of our gests. Tomorrow
4.9.62651Before the sun shall see's, we'll spill the blood
4.9.72652That has today escaped. I thank you all,
4.9.82653For doughty-handed are you, and have fought
4.9.92654Not as you served the cause but as't had been
4.9.102655Each man's like mine. You have shown all Hectors.
4.9.112656Enter the city, clip your wives, your friends,
4.9.122657Tell them your feats, whilst they with joyful tears
4.9.132658Wash the congealment from your wounds and kiss
2660Enter Cleopatra [with Charmian]. The honoured gashes whole. [To Scarrus] 2661Give me thy hand;
4.9.152662To this great fairy, I'll commend thy acts,
4.9.162663Make her thanks bless thee.
[To Cleopatra, embracing her] Oh thou day o'th'world,
4.9.172664Chain mine armed neck. Leap thou attire and all
4.9.182665Through proof of harness to my heart, and there
Ride on the pants triumphing. Lord of lords,
4.9.202668O infinite virtue, com'st thou smiling from
The world's great snare uncaught? Mine nightingale,
4.9.222671We have beat them to their beds.
2672What, girl! Though gray
4.9.232673Do something mingle with our younger brown, yet ha' we
4.9.242674A brain that nourishes our nerves and can
4.9.252675Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man;
4.9.262676Commend unto his lips thy savoring hand.
[Scarrus kisses Cleopatra's hand.]
Kiss it, my warrior. He hath fought today
4.9.28As if a god in hate of mankind had
Destroyed in such a shape. I'll give thee, friend,
He has deserved it, were it carbuncled
4.9.322683Like holy Phoebus's car. Give me thy hand.
4.9.342685Bear our hacked targets like the men that owe them.
4.9.362687To camp this host, we all would sup together
4.9.372688And drink carouses to the next day's fate,
4.9.392690With brazen din blast you the city's ear;
4.9.412692That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together,
4.9.43[Trumpeters and Drummers sound.] Exeunt. 4.10.2Enter a Sentry and his company [of Caesar's Watch]. Enobarbus follows [apart]. If we be not relieved within this hour,
4.10.42696We must return to'th'court of guard. The night
4.10.52697Is shiny, and they say we shall embattle
By th'second hour i'th'morn. This last day was
A shrewd one to's. O bear me witness, night--
What man is this?
What man is this? Stand close, and list him.
Be witness to me, O thou blessèd moon,
Enobarbus?
Enobarbus? Peace!--Hark further.
O sovereign mistress of true melancholy,
4.10.152710The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me,
4.10.192714Which being dried with grief will break to powder
Let's speak to him.
Let's speak to him. Let's hear him, for the things
He speaks may concern Caesar. Let's do so.
Swoons rather, for so bad a prayer as his
Was never yet for sleep. Go we to him.
Awake, sir, awake; speak to us.
Hear you, sir?
Hear you, sir? The hand of death hath raught him.
Come on, then. He may recover yet.
4.11.2Enter Antony and Scarrus, with their army. Their preparation is today by sea.
We please them not by land. For both, my lord.
I would they'd fight i'th'fire or i'th'air--
4.11.62741We'd fight there too. But this it is: our foot
4.11.82743Shall stay with us--order for sea is given,
4.11.102745Where their appointment we may best discover,
4.12.2Enter Caesar and his army. But being charged, we will be still by land--
4.12.42749Which, as I take't, we shall, for his best force
4.12.52750Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales,
4.13.2Alarum afar off, as at a sea-fight. 2753Enter Antony and Scarrus. Yet they are not joined.
2755Where yond pine does stand,
4.13.4I shall discover all.
2756I'll bring thee word
4.13.5Straight how 'tis like to go.
Exit.
Straight how 'tis like to go. Swallows have built
4.13.62758In Cleopatra's sails their nests. The augurers
4.13.72759Say they know not, they cannot tell, look grimly,
4.13.82760And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony
Of what he has and has not. All is lost.
4.13.132767My fleet hath yielded to the foe, and yonder
4.13.142768They cast their caps up and carouse together
4.13.152769Like friends long lost. Triple-turned whore, 'tis thou
4.13.232776Do we shake hands? All come to this? The hearts
4.13.252778Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets
4.13.262779On blossoming Caesar; and this pine is barked
4.13.282781Oh this false soul of Egypt! This grave charm,
4.13.292782Whose eye becked forth my wars and called them home,
What, Eros, Eros! 2788Ah, thou spell, avaunt!
Why is my lord enraged against his love?
Vanish, or I shall give thee thy deserving,
4.13.362791And blemish Caesar's triumph. Let him take thee
4.13.372792And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians.
Exit Cleopatra.
With her preparèd nails. 2798'Tis well th'art gone,
4.13.492805And with those hands that grasped the heaviest club
4.13.502806Subdue my worthiest self. The witch shall die.
4.13.512807To the young Roman boy she hath sold me, and I fall
4.14.2Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, Iras, Mardian. Help me my women! Oh, he's more mad
4.14.42811Than Telamon for his shield! The boar of Thessaly
Was never so embossed. To'th'monument,
4.14.6There lock yourself,
2814and send him word you are dead.
4.14.72815The soul and body rive not more in parting
Than greatness going off. To'th'monument.
4.14.92818Mardian, go tell him I have slain myself.
4.14.112820And word it, prithee, piteously. Hence, Mardian,
4.14.122821And bring me how he takes my death to'th'monument!
4.14.132822Exeunt [Cleopatra, Charmian, and Iras at one door, Mardian at another door]. Eros, thou yet behold'st me?
Eros, thou yet behold'st me? Ay, noble lord.
Sometime we see a cloud that's dragonish,
4.15.82830With trees upon't that nod unto the world,
They are black vesper's pageants. Ay, my lord.
That which is now a horse, even with a thought
As water is in water. It does, my lord.
My good knave Eros, now thy captain is
4.15.162841Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave.
4.15.182843Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine;
4.15.212846Packed cards with Caesar, and false played my glory
4.15.232848Nay, weep not, gentle Eros. There is left us
Ourselves to end ourselves. 2851O thy vile lady,
4.15.25She has robbed me of my sword!
She has robbed me of my sword! No, Antony.
4.15.262853My mistress loved thee, and her fortunes mingled
With thine entirely. Hence, saucy eunuch! Peace!
4.15.28She hath betrayed me,
2856and shall die the death.
Death of one person can be paid but once,
4.15.302858And that she has discharged. What thou wouldst do
4.15.352863Between her heart and lips. She rendered life
Thy name so buried in her. Dead then?
Thy name so buried in her. Dead then? Dead.
Unarm, Eros. The long day's task is done,
4.15.382868And we must sleep.
[To Mardian] That thou depart'st hence safe
Exit Mardian.
Does pay thy labor richly. Go. 2870Off, pluck off!
4.15.422872The battery from my heart. Oh cleave my sides!
4.15.502879All length is torture. Since the torch is out,
4.15.512880Lie down and stray no farther. Now all labor
4.15.522881Mars what it does. Yea, very force entangles
4.15.532882Itself with strength. Seal then, and all is done.--
4.15.542883Eros!--I come, my queen.--Eros!--Stay for me;
4.15.552884Where souls do couch on flowers we'll hand in hand,
4.15.562885And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze.
4.15.58And all the haunt be ours.--Come, Eros! Eros!
What would my lord?
Antony
What would my lord? Since Cleopatra died,
4.15.632893Quartered the world, and o'er green Neptune's back
4.15.642894With ships made cities, condemn myself to lack
4.15.662896Than she which by her death our Caesar tells
4.15.672897"I am conqueror of myself". Thou art sworn, Eros,
4.15.72Thou then wouldst kill me.
2902Do't. The time is come.
4.15.73Thou strik'st not me,
2903'tis Caesar thou defeat'st.
Put color in thy cheek. The gods withhold me!
4.15.752905Shall I do that which all the Parthian darts,
Though enemy, lost aim and could not? Eros,
4.15.772908Would'st thou be window'd in great Rome, and see
4.15.782909Thy master thus, with pleached arms bending down
4.15.802911To penetrative shame whilst the wheeled seat
4.15.812912Of fortunate Caesar drawn before him branded
His baseness that ensued? I would not see't.
Come then: for with a wound I must be cured.
4.15.842916Draw that thy honest sword, which thou hast worn
Most useful for thy country. Oh, sir, pardon me.
When I did make thee free, swor'st you not then
Turn from me then that noble countenance,
4.15.912924Wherein the worship of the whole world lies.
[Turning away from Eros] Lo, thee!
My sword is drawn.
My sword is drawn. Then let it do at once
The thing why thou hast drawn it. My dear master,
4.15.962931Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell.
'Tis said, man, and farewell.
Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now?
Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike now? Now, Eros.
Why there then!
2936Thus I do escape the sorrow
[He dies.]
Of Antony's death. Thrice-nobler than myself,
4.15.1032939I should and thou couldst not. My queen and Eros
I learned of thee. [He runs on his sword.].
I learned of thee. [He runs on his sword.]. How, not dead? Not dead?
2947Enter a [company of the] Guard, [one of them Dercetus]. The guard ho! Oh, dispatch me. What's the noise?
I have done my work ill, friends.
The star is fall'n.
The star is fall'n. And time is at his period.
Alas, and woe!
Let him that loves me strike me dead.
Let him that loves me strike me dead. Not I.
Nor I.
Nor any one.
4.15.118Exeunt [the Guard, Dercetus remains]. Thy death and fortunes bid thy followers fly.
4.15.1202959This sword but shown to Caesar with this tidings
Where's Antony?
Where's Antony? There, Diomed, there.
Lives he? Wilt thou not answer, man?
Art thou there, Diomed?
2966Draw thy sword, and give me
Sufficing strokes for death. Most absolute lord,
4.15.129My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee.
When did she send thee?
When did she send thee? Now, my lord.
When did she send thee? Now, my lord. Where is she?
Locked in her monument. She had a prophesying fear
4.15.1352977Would not be purged, she sent you word she was dead;
Too late, good Diomed. Call my guard, I prithee.
What ho! The emperor's guard!
2983The guard, what ho!
Bear me, good friends, where Cleopatra bides.
Woe, woe are we, sir, you may not live to wear
All your true followers out. Most heavy day!
Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp fate
4.15.153Exeunt bearing Antony [and the body of Eros]. 4.16.2Enter Cleopatra and her Maids aloft, with 2997Charmian and Iras. Oh Charmian, I will never go from hence.
Be comforted, dear madam.
Be comforted, dear madam. No, I will not.
4.16.53001All strange and terrible events are welcome,
4.16.63002But comforts we despise; our size of sorrow,
4.16.73003Proportioned to our cause, must be as great
3005Enter Diomedes [below]. As that which makes it. 3006How now? Is he dead?
His death's upon him, but not dead.
O sun,
4.16.143012Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in! Darkling stand
Let's draw him hither. Peace.
So it should be,
3020that none but Antony
I am dying, Egypt, dying; only
I lay upon thy lips. I dare not, dear--
4.16.303030Be brooched with me, if knife, drugs, serpents have
4.16.333033And still conclusion, shall acquire no honor
[They begin lifting Antony.]
Assist, good friends. Oh quick, or I am gone.
Here's sport indeed--
3039how heavy weighs my lord!
4.16.393041That makes the weight. Had I great Juno's power,
4.16.403042The strong-winged Mercury should fetch thee up
4.16.413043And set thee by Jove's side. Yet come a little--
4.16.423044Wishers were ever fools--oh come, come, come,
4.16.443046And welcome, welcome. Die when thou hast lived!
4.16.453047Quicken with kissing! Had my lips that power,
4.16.463048Thus would I wear them out.
[She kisses him]. Thus would I wear them out. [She kisses him]. A heavy sight.
I am dying, Egypt, dying.
4.16.483051Give me some wine, and let me speak a little.
No, let me speak, and let me rail so high,
4.16.503053That the false huswife Fortune break her wheel,
Provoked by my offence. One word, sweet queen:
4.16.523056Of Caesar seek your honor with your safety.--Oh!
They do not go together.
They do not go together. Gentle, hear me,
My resolution and my hands I'll trust,
The miserable change now at my end
4.16.583063Lament nor sorrow at, but please your thoughts
4.16.593064In feeding them with those my former fortunes
4.16.603065Wherein I lived the greatest prince o'th'world,
4.16.643069Valiantly vanquished. Now my spirit is going,
I can no more. Noblest of men, woot die?
[Antony dies.]
The crown o'th'earth doth melt. My lord!
4.16.713077The soldier's pole is fall'n; young boys and girls
Beneath the visiting moon. O quietness, lady!
She's dead too, our sovereign.
She's dead too, our sovereign. Lady!
She's dead too, our sovereign. Lady! Madam!
Oh madam, madam, madam!
Oh madam, madam, madam! Royal Egypt! Empress!
Peace, peace, Iras.
No more but e'en a woman, and commanded
4.16.843092To tell them that this world did equal theirs
4.16.853093Till they had stol'n our jewel. All's but naught;
4.16.893097Ere death dare come to us? How do you, women?
4.16.903098What, what, good cheer! Why, how now, Charmian?
4.16.923100Our lamp is spent, it's out. Good sirs, take heart,
4.16.933101We'll bury him; and then, what's brave, what's noble.
4.16.953103And make death proud to take us. Come, away.
4.16.993107Exeunt; [those above] bearing off Antony's body. 5.1.2Enter Caesar with 3109his council of war: Agrippa, Dolabella [Maecenas, Gallus, Proculeius].
Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield.
5.1.5The pauses that he makes.
The pauses that he makes. Caesar, I shall.
5.1.73114Enter Dercetus with the sword of Antony. Wherefore is that? And what art thou that dar'st
Appear thus to us? I am called Dercetus.
5.1.103118Mark Antony I served, who best was worthy
5.1.113119Best to be served; whilst he stood up and spoke
5.1.133121To spend upon his haters. If thou please
5.1.16I yield thee up my life.
I yield thee up my life. What is't thou say'st?
I say, O Caesar, Antony is dead.
The breaking of so great a thing should make
5.1.203128Should have shook lions into civil streets
5.1.213129And citizens to their dens. The death of Antony
A moiety of the world. He is dead, Caesar,
5.1.253134Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand
5.1.273136Hath with the courage which the heart did lend it
5.1.293138I robbed his wound of it. Behold it stained
With his most noble blood. Look you sad, friends?
To wash the eyes of kings. And strange it is,
Our most persisted deeds. His taints and honors
Waged equal with him. A rarer spirit never
5.1.363148Did steer humanity; but you gods will give us
5.1.373149Some faults to make us men. Caesar is touched.
When such a spacious mirror's set before him,
He needs must see himself. Oh, Antony,
5.1.403153I have followed thee to this; but we do lance
5.1.433156Or looked on thine; we could not stall together
5.1.443157In the whole world. But yet let me lament,
5.1.453158With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts,
5.1.473160In top of all design, my mate in empire,
5.1.483161Friend and companion in the front of war,
5.1.503163Where mine his thoughts did kindle, that our stars
5.1.513164Unreconciliable should divide our equalness
5.1.543166But I will tell you at some meeter season.
5.1.553167The business of this man looks out of him,
A poor Egyptian yet. The Queen my mistress,
To'th'way she's forced to. Bid her have good heart.
5.1.623177She soon shall know of us, by some of ours,
5.1.643179Determine for her. For Caesar cannot live
To be ungentle. So the gods preserve thee.
Come hither, Proculeius. Go and say
5.1.683182We purpose her no shame. Give her what comforts
5.1.693183The quality of her passion shall require,
5.1.703184Lest in her greatness, by some mortal stroke,
5.1.733187And with your speediest bring us what she says,
And how you find of her. Caesar, I shall.
Gallus, go you along.
[Exit Gallus.]
Gallus, go you along. Where's Dolabella,
To second Proculeius? Dolabella!
Let him alone, for I remember now
5.1.793194How he's employed. He shall in time be ready.
5.1.803195Go with me to my tent, where you shall see
5.2.2Enter Cleopatra, Charmian, [and] Iras. My desolation does begin to make
5.2.43202A better life. 'Tis paltry to be Caesar:
5.2.53203Not being Fortune, he's but Fortune's knave,
5.2.63204A minister of her will; and it is great
5.2.73205To do that thing that ends all other deeds,
5.2.83206Which shackles accidents and bolts up change,
5.2.93207Which sleeps and never palates more the dung,
Caesar sends greeting to the Queen of Egypt,
5.2.133211And bids thee study on what fair demands
Thou mean'st to have him grant thee. What's thy name?
My name is Proculeius.
My name is Proculeius. Antony
5.2.163216Did tell me of you, bade me trust you, but
5.2.183218That have no use for trusting. If your master
5.2.193219Would have a queen his beggar, you must tell him
5.2.213221No less beg than a kingdom. If he please
Will kneel to him with thanks. Be of good cheer:
5.2.253226You're fall'n into a princely hand. Fear nothing;
5.2.263227Make your full reference freely to my lord,
5.2.273228Who is so full of grace that it flows over
5.2.293230Your sweet dependency, and you shall find
5.2.303231A conqueror that will pray in aid for kindness,
Where he for grace is kneeled to. Pray you tell him,
5.2.323234I am his fortune's vassal, and I send him
5.2.333235The greatness he has got. I hourly learn
5.2.343236A doctrine of obedience, and would gladly
Look him i'th'face. This I'll report, dear lady.
5.2.363239Have comfort, for I know your plight is pitied
5.2.38[Enter Gallus and Soldiers from behind.
You see how easily she may be surprised.
[Exit Gallus.]
Guard her till Caesar come. Royal queen!
Oh Cleopatra, thou art taken, queen!
[Drawing a dagger] Quick, quick, good hands!
[Drawing a dagger] Quick, quick, good hands! 5.2.43[Disarming her] Hold, worthy lady, hold:
5.2.443247Do not yourself such wrong, who are in this
Relieved but not betrayed. What, of death too,
5.2.46That rids our dogs of languish?
That rids our dogs of languish? Cleopatra,
5.2.47Do not abuse my master's bounty by
5.2.483251Th'undoing of yourself. Let the world see
5.2.493252His nobleness well acted, which your death
Will never let come forth. Where art thou, Death?
5.2.513255Come hither, come! Come, come, and take a queen
Worth many babes and beggars! Oh temperance, lady.
Sir, I will eat no meat; I'll not drink, sir;
5.2.553260I'll not sleep neither. This mortal house I'll ruin,
5.2.563261Do Caesar what he can. Know, sir, that I
5.2.573262Will not wait pinioned at your master's court,
5.2.583263Nor once be chastised with the sober eye
5.2.613266Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt
5.2.623267Be gentle grave unto me. Rather on Nilus' mud
5.2.633268Lay me stark-naked and let the water-flies
And hang me up in chains! You do extend
5.2.673273These thoughts of horror further than you shall
Find cause in Caesar. Proculeius,
5.2.693277What thou hast done thy master Caesar knows,
5.2.703278And he hath sent for thee. For the queen,
I'll take her to my guard. So Dolabella,
5.2.723281It shall content me best. Be gentle to her.
5.2.73[To Cleopatra] 3282To Caesar I will speak what you shall please,
If you'll employ me to him. Say I would die.
5.2.75Exit Proculeius [with Soldiers].
Most noble empress, you have heard of me.
I cannot tell.
I cannot tell. Assuredly you know me.
No matter, sir, what I have heard or known.
5.2.793289You laugh when boys or women tell their dreams--
Is't not your trick? I understand not, madam.
I dreamt there was an emperor Antony.
5.2.823293Oh, such another sleep, that I might see
But such another man. If it might please ye.
His face was as the heav'ns, and therein stuck
5.2.853297A sun and moon which kept their course, and lighted
The little O, the earth. Most sovereign creature.
His legs bestrid the ocean; his reared arm
5.2.883301Crested the world. His voice was propertied
5.2.893302As all the tunèd spheres, and that to friends--
5.2.903304But when he meant to quail and shake the orb,
5.2.913305He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty,
5.2.923306There was no winter in't--an autumn 'twas,
5.2.933307That grew the more by reaping. His delights
5.2.943308Were dolphin-like; they showed his back above
5.2.95The element they lived in. In his livery
5.2.963309Walked crowns and crownets; realms and islands were
As plates dropped from his pocket. Cleopatra.
Think you there was, or might be such a man
As this I dreamt of? Gentle madam, no.
You lie up to the hearing of the gods.
5.2.1023317It's past the size of dreaming. Nature wants stuff
5.2.1033318To vie strange forms with fancy, yet t'imagine
5.2.1043319An Antony were nature's piece 'gainst fancy,
Condemning shadows quite. Hear me, good madam:
5.2.1063322Your loss is as yourself, great, and you bear it
5.2.1073323As answering to the weight. Would I might never
5.2.1093325By the rebound of yours, a grief that smites
My very heart at root. I thank you, sir.
I am loath to tell you what I would you knew.
Nay, pray you, sir.
Nay, pray you, sir. Though he be honorable--
He'll lead me then in triumph.
He'll lead me then in triumph. Madam, he will, I know't.
5.2.1163334Enter Proculeius, Caesar, Gallus, Maecenas, 3335and others of his train. Make way there! Caesar!
Make way there! Caesar! Which is the Queen of Egypt?
It is the emperor, madam.
Cleopatra kneels.
It is the emperor, madam. Arise, you shall not kneel.
I pray you rise; rise, Egypt. Sir, the gods
[Cleopatra rises.]
I must obey. Take to you no hard thoughts.
5.2.1243345Though written in our flesh, we shall remember
As things but done by chance. Sole sir o'th'world,
5.2.1283350Been laden with like frailties, which before
Have often shamed our sex. Cleopatra, know
5.2.1323355Which towards you are most gentle, you shall find
5.2.1373360To that destruction which I'll guard them from
And may through all the world; 'tis yours, and we
5.2.1403363Your scutcheons and your signs of conquest shall
5.2.1413364Hang in what place you please.
[Giving a paper] Here, my good lord.
You shall advise me in all for Cleopatra.
This is the brief of money, plate and jewels
5.2.1453368Not petty things admitted. Where's Seleucus?
Here, madam.
This is my treasurer; let him speak, my lord,
5.2.1503372To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucus.
Madam, I had rather seal my lips
What have I kept back?
Enough to purchase what you have made known.
Nay, blush not, Cleopatra. I approve
Your wisdom in the deed. See, Caesar! Oh, behold
5.2.1573380How pomp is followed! Mine will now be yours,
5.2.1583381And should we shift estates, yours would be mine.
5.2.1603383Even make me wild. O slave, of no more trust
5.2.1613384Than love that's hired! What, goest thou back? Thou shalt
5.2.1623385Go back, I warrant thee, but I'll catch thine eyes
5.2.1633386Though they had wings! Slave, soulless, villain, dog!
O rarely base! Good queen, let us entreat you.
O Caesar, what a wounding shame is this,
5.2.1683392To one so meek--that mine own servant should
5.2.1773401With one that I have bred? The gods, it smites me
5.2.1783402Beneath the fall I have!
[To Seleucus] Prithee go hence,
5.2.1803404Through th'ashes of my chance. Were't thou a man,
Thou wouldst have mercy on me. Forbear, Seleucus.
Be it known that we, the greatest, are misthought
5.2.1843408For things that others do, and when we fall,
Are therefore to be pitied. Cleopatra,
5.2.1873412Not what you have reserved nor what acknowledged
5.2.1883413Put we i'th' roll of conquest. Still be't yours;
5.2.1913416Of things that merchants sold. Therefore be cheered,
5.2.1923417Make not your thoughts your prisons. No, dear queen,
5.2.1943419Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed and sleep.
My master and my lord.
My master and my lord. Not so. Adieu.
He words me, girls, he words me
3426that I
5.2.201Should not be noble to myself.
5.2.203[Cleopatra whispers to Charmian.] Finish, good lady; the bright day is done,
And we are for the dark. [To Charmian] Hie thee again.
Go put it to the haste. Madam, I will.
Where's the queen?
Where's the queen? Behold, sir.
[Exit Charmian].
Where's the queen? Behold, sir. Dolabella.
Madam, as thereto sworn by your command,
5.2.2153443Make your best use of this. I have performed
Your pleasure, and my promise. Dolabella,
I shall remain your debtor. I your servant.
Farewell and thanks. Exit [Dolabella].
Farewell and thanks. Exit [Dolabella]. 3449Now Iras, what think'st thou?
5.2.2233453Uplift us to the view. In their thick breaths
And forced to drink their vapor. The gods forbid.
Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras. Saucy lictors
5.2.2273458Will catch at us like strumpets, and scald rhymers
5.2.2313462Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see
I'th'posture of a whore. O the good gods!
Nay, that's certain.
I'll never see't! For I am sure my nails
Are stronger than mine eyes. Why, that's the way
Their most absurd intents. 3472Now, Charmian.
5.2.2423476Now, noble Charmian, we'll dispatch indeed--
5.2.2433477And when thou hast done this chare, I'll give thee leave
5.2.2443478To play till doomsday. Bring our crown, and all.
Wherefore's this noise? Here is a rural fellow
5.2.2483483That will not be denied your highness' presence.
Let him come in.
Exit Guardsman.
Let him come in. 3486What poor an instrument
3492Enter Guardsman and Clown [with a basket]. No planet is of mine. This is the man.
Avoid, and leave him.
Exit Guardsman.
Avoid, and leave him. 3495Hast thou the pretty worm
Truly I have him; but I would not be the par
3498ty that should desire you to touch him, for his biting is
3499immortal. Those that do die of it, do seldom or ne
3500ver recover.
Remember'st thou any that have died on't?
Very many men, and women too. I heard of
3503one of them no longer than yesterday--a very honest wo
3504man, but something given to lie, as a woman should not
3505do but in the way of honesty--how she died of the bi
3506ting of it, what pain she felt. Truly, she makes a very
3507good report o'th'worm. But he that will believe all that
3508they say shall never be saved by half that they do. But
3509this is most falliable: the worm's an odd worm.
Get thee hence. Farewell.
I wish you all joy of the worm.
Farewell.
You must think this, look you, that the
3514worm will do his kind.
Ay, ay, farewell.
Look you, the worm is not to be trusted
3517but in the keeping of wise people, for indeed there is
3518no goodness in the worm.
Take thou no care; it shall be heeded.
Very good. Give it nothing, I pray you, for it
3521is not worth the feeding.
Will it eat me?
You must not think I am so simple, but I know
3524the devil himself will not eat a woman; I know that
3525a woman is a dish for the gods if the devil dress her
3526not. But truly, these same whoreson devils do the gods
3527great harm in their women, for in every ten that they
3528make, the devils mar five.
Well, get thee gone. Farewell.
Yes forsooth. I wish you joy o'th'worm.
5.2.275[Enter Iras with royal attire]. Give me my robe, put on my crown. I have
5.2.278[Charmian and Iras dress her]. 5.2.2803533The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip.
5.2.2813534Yare, yare, good Iras. Quick, methinks I hear
5.2.2853538To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come.
5.2.2863539Now to that name, my courage prove my title.
5.2.2893542Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips.
5.2.2913543Farewell, kind Charmian; Iras, long farewell.
5.2.2963547Which hurts and is desired. Dost thou lie still?
5.2.2973548If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world
Dissolve, thick cloud and rain, that I may say
The gods themselves do weep. This proves me base:
5.2.3023554He'll make demand of her, and spend that kiss
[She takes an asp from the basket and applies it to her breast].
Which is my heaven to have. Come, thou mortal wretch:
5.2.3063558Be angry, and dispatch. Oh, could'st thou speak,
5.2.3073559That I might hear thee call great Caesar ass
Unpolicied. O eastern star!
Unpolicied. O eastern star! Peace, peace.
That sucks the nurse asleep? O break! O break!
As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle.
5.2.313[She applies another asp to her arm.] [She] dies.
What should I stay-- In this wild world? So fare thee well.
5.2.3153569Now boast thee, Death: in thy possession lies
Where's the queen?
Where's the queen? Speak softly, wake her not.
Caesar hath sent--
Caesar hath sent-- Too slow a messenger.
[She applies an asp.]
5.2.3233579Oh, come apace, dispatch, I partly feel thee.
Approach, ho!
3581All's not well. Caesar's beguiled.
There's Dolabella, sent from Caesar; call him.
What work is here, Charmian?
3584Is this well done?
It is well done, and fitting for a princess
How goes it here?
How goes it here? All dead.
How goes it here? All dead. Caesar, thy thoughts
5.2.3343592Touch their effects in this. Thyself art coming
A way there! A way for Caesar!
Oh sir, you are too sure an augurer.
That you did fear is done. Bravest at the last,
5.2.3413600She leveled at our purposes, and being royal
5.2.3423601Took her own way. The manner of their deaths?
I do not see them bleed. Who was last with them?
A simple countryman, that brought her figs.
This was his basket. Poisoned then.
This was his basket. Poisoned then. O Caesar,
5.2.3463608This Charmian lived but now, she stood and spake.
5.2.3483610On her dead mistress; tremblingly she stood,
And on the sudden dropped. O noble weakness!
5.2.3503613If they had swallowed poison, 'twould appear
5.2.3513614By external swelling; but she looks like sleep,
In her strong toil of grace. Here on her breast
5.2.3543618There is a vent of blood, and something blown.
This is an aspic's trail,
3621and these fig leaves
5.2.357Have slime upon them, such
3622as th'aspic leaves
Upon the caves of Nile. Most probable
5.2.3593624That so she died, for her physician tells me
5.2.3663631Strike those that make them, and their story is
5.2.372Exeunt omnes [, soldiers carrying the bodies of Cleopatra, on her bed, and of Charmian and Iras].