CLEOPATRA               It is my birthday. I had thought to’ve held it poor, but since my lord Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra. ANTONY                                 We will yet do well. CLEOPATRA   Call all his noble captains to my lord! ANTONY         Do so. We’ll speak to them, and tonight I’ll force The wine peep through their scars. […]

ANTONY         I will be treble-sinewed, hearted, breathed, And fight maliciously; for when mine hours Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives Of me for jests; but now I’ll set my teeth, And send to darkness all that stop me. Come, Let’s have one other gaudy night. Call to me All my sad captains. Fill […]

ANTONY         Caesar sits down in Alexandria, where I will oppose his fate. Our force by land Hath nobly held; our severed navy too Have knit again, and fleet, threat’ning most sea-like. Where hast thou been, my heart? Dost thou hear, lady? If from the field I shall return once more To kiss these lips, I […]

CLEOPATRA              Ah, dear, if I be so, From my cold heart let heaven engender hail, And poison it in the source, and the first stone Drop in my neck: as it determines, so Dissolve my life! The next Caesarion smite, Till by degrees the memory of my womb, Together with my brave Egyptians all, By […]

CLEOPATRA  Have you done yet? ANTONY         Alack, our terrene moon Is now eclipsed, and it portends alone The fall of Antony. CLEOPATRA  [aside] I must stay his time. ANTONY         To flatter Caesar would you mingle eyes With one that ties his points? CLEOPATRA              Not know me yet? ANTONY         Cold-hearted toward me?     (3.13.154-160)   Are you finished, […]

ANTONY                     Get thee back to Caesar; Tell him thy entertainment. Look thou say He makes me angry with him, for he seems Proud and disdainful, harping on what I am, Not what he knew I was. He makes me angry, And at this time most easy ’tis to do’t, When my good stars that were […]

[Enter a servant with Thidias] ANTONY                     Is he whipped? SERVANT                               Soundly, my lord. ANTONY         Cried he, and begged a pardon? SERVANT                   He did ask favour. ANTONY         [to Thidias] If that thy father live, let him repent Thou wast not made his daughter, and be thou sorry To follow Caesar in his triumph, since Thou hast […]

ANTONY         To let a fellow that will take rewards And say ‘God quite you’ be familiar with My playfellow your hand, this kingly seal And plighter of high hearts! O that I were Upon the hill of Basan to outroar The hornèd herd! For I have savage cause, And to proclaim it civilly were like […]

ANTONY         I found you as a morsel cold upon Dead Caesar’s trencher; nay, you were a fragment Of Gnaeus Pompey’s, besides what hotter hours Unregistered in vulgar fame you have Luxuriously picked out. For I am sure, Though you can guess what temperance should be, You know not what it is. CLEOPATRA              Wherefore is this?     […]

ANTONY         You were half blasted ere I knew you. Ha, Have I my pillow left unpressed in Rome, Forborne the getting of a lawful race, And by a gem of women, to be abused By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA              Good my lord— ANTONY         You have been a boggler ever. But when we in […]