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

1.1.1214To cool a gypsy's lust.

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,

1.1.4551We stand up peerless.

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

1.1.48Will be himself.

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.

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.

1.1.69Exeunt.