Charmian.

Madam?

Ha, ha. Give me to drink mandragora.

Why, madam?

That I might sleep out this great gap of time

1.5.8529My Antony is away.

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

1.5.19544What Venus did with Mars.

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

1.5.35561With looking on his life.

Sovereign of Egypt, hail.

How much unlike art thou Mark Antony!

1.5.39565Yet coming from him, that great med'cine hath

1.5.40566With his tinct gilded thee.

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

1.5.53580Was beastly dumbed by him.

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.

1.5.66594Why do you send so thick?

Why do you send so thick? Who's born that day

1.5.67When I forget to send 596to Antony

1.5.68Shall die a beggar. Ink and paper, Char597mian.

1.5.69Welcome, my good Alexas. Did I, Charmian,

1.5.70E598ver love Caesar so?

Ever love Caesar so? Oh that brave Caesar!

Be choked with such another emphasis.

1.5.72601Say "the brave Antony."

Say "the brave Antony." The "valiant Caesar."

By Isis, I will give thee bloody teeth

1.5.74604If thou with Caesar paragon again

1.5.75605My man of men.

My man of men. By your most gracious pardon,

1.5.76607I sing but after you.

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,

1.5.79611Get me ink and paper;

1.5.80612He shall have every day a several greeting,

1.5.81Or I'll unpeo613ple Egypt.

1.5.82Exeunt.