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 […]
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Antony: is it all over? do you still love me? Cleopatra: do you? (3.13.154-160) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare
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, […]
Continue ReadingAntony: Caesar made me do it, he made me angry, he disrespected me! (3.13.140-153) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare
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 […]
Continue ReadingAntony, of Thidias, unedifyingly: did he CRY when he was beaten? (3.13.131-140) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare
[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 […]
Continue ReadingAntony: how could you? your hand is MY hand (3.13.123-131) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare
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 […]
Continue ReadingAntony: Caesar and Pompey had you first, and the rest; you make me sick (3.13.116-122) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare
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? […]
Continue ReadingAntony to Cleopatra: and when did you last even change the sheets? (3.13.104-115) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare
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 […]
Continue ReadingAntony: beat him till he begs for mercy; I’ll deal with you in a moment, Cleopatra (3.13.94-103) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare
ANTONY Moon and stars! Whip him! Were’t twenty of the greatest tributaries That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them So saucy with the hand of she here—what’s her name Since she was Cleopatra? Whip him, fellows, Till like a boy you see him cringe his face, And whine aloud for mercy. Take him hence. […]
Continue ReadingAntony: take him away and WHIP him (3.13.88-94) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare
ANTONY [calling] Approach, there!—Ah, you kite! Now, gods and devils, Authority melts from me of late. When I cried ‘Ho!’, Like boys unto a muss kings would start forth, And cry ‘Your will?’—Have you no ears? I am Antony yet. [Enter servants] Take hence this jack, and whip him. ENOBARBUS [aside to Thidias] ’Tis better playing with […]
Continue ReadingCleopatra: kiss my hand like Julius Caesar did; Antony: what the hell? (3.13.81-7) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare
CLEOPATRA Your Caesar’s father oft, When he hath mused of taking kingdoms in, Bestowed his lips on that unworthy place, As it rained kisses. Enter Antony and Enobarbus ANTONY Favours, by Jove that thunders! What art thou, fellow? THIDIAS One that but performs The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest To have command obeyed. […]
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