Antony’s preparing to fight mostly at sea? we’ll meet him on land, then (4.12.1-4) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

Enter Caesar and his army CAESAR          But being charged, we will be still by land— Which, as I take’t, we shall, for his best force Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales, And hold our best advantage. Exeunt                         (4.12.1-4)   More rapid cutting between scenes; the action’s continuous, pretty much, and it wouldn’t […]

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Another battle, about to begin: Antony, watching from the hillside (4.11.1-9) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

Enter Antony and Scarus with their army ANTONY         Their preparation is today by sea; We please them not by land. SCARUS                      For both, my lord. ANTONY         I would they’d fight i’th’ fire or i’th’ air; We’d fight there too. But this it is: our foot Upon the hills adjoining to the city Shall stay with […]

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Soldiers on watch: what’s going on? Is he dead? (4.10.23-33) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

FIRST WATCH                       Let’s speak to him. SENTRY          Let’s hear him, for the things he speaks May concern Caesar. SECOND WATCH       Let’s do so. But he sleeps. SENTRY Swoons, rather, for so bad a prayer as his Was never yet for sleep. FIRST WATCH Go we to him. SECOND WATCH Awake, sir, awake; speak to us. […]

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Caesar’s sentries on patrol: enter Enobarbus, in despair (4.10.1-10) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

Enter a Sentry and his company; Enobarbus follows SENTRY          If we be not relieved within this hour We must return to th’ court of guard. The night Is shiny, and they say we shall embattle By th’ second hour i’th’ morn. FIRST WATCH                       This last day was A shrewd one to’s. ENOBARBUS              O bear […]

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Antony: I know I’m getting on a bit, but I’ve still got it, my girl! (4.9.18-26) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

ANTONY                                 My nightingale, We have beat them to their beds. What, girl, though grey Do something mingle with our younger brown, yet ha’ we A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man. Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand; Kiss it, my warrior. He hath fought […]

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Antony, to Cleopatra: come here, you; come to my arms (4.9.11-18) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

Enter Cleopatra ANTONY         [To Scarus]     Give me thy hand. To this great fairy I’ll commend thy acts, Make her thanks bless thee. [To Cleopatra]                        O thou day o’th’ world, Chain mine armed neck; leap thou, attire and all, Through proof of harness to my heart, and there Ride on the pants triumphing. CLEOPATRA              Lord of […]

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