Update 2: fighting by sea, it’s really not the Roman way (3.7.60-66) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

Enter a Soldier ANTONY                     How now, worthy soldier? SOLDIER         O, noble Emperor, do not fight by sea. Trust not to rotten planks. Do you misdoubt This sword and these my wounds? Let th’Egyptians And the Phoenicians go a-ducking; we Have used to conquer standing on the earth, And fighting foot to foot. ANTONY                     Well, well; […]

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Update 1: Caesar’s nearby, but no matter: it’ll still be a naval battle (3.7.53-60) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

Enter a Messenger ANTONY                     Thy business? MESSENGER  The news is true, my lord. He is descried. Caesar has taken Toryne. ANTONY         Can he be there in person? ’Tis impossible; Strange that his power should be. Canidius, Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by land, And our twelve thousand horse. We’ll to our ship. Away, my […]

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Antony *fingers in ears* I WANT TO FIGHT AT SEA! (3.7.41-8) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

(ENOBARBUS  Most worthy sir, you therein throw away The absolute soldiership you have by land; Distract your army, which doth most consist Of war-marked footmen; leave unexecuted Your own renowned knowledge; quite forgo The way which promises assurance, and Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard From firm security. ANTONY                     I’ll fight at sea.           […]

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Caesar’s making all the running, so, we’ll fight him at sea, yes? (3.7.19-29) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

Enter Antony and Canidius ENOBARBUS              Nay, I have done. Here comes the Emperor. ANTONY                                 Is it not strange, Canidius, That from Tarentum and Brundisium He could so quickly cut the Ionian Sea And take in Toryne?—You have heard on’t, sweet? CLEOPATRA  Celerity is never more admired Than by the negligent. ANTONY                     A good rebuke, Which […]

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Maecenas: everyone in Rome’s so sorry you’ve been dumped, hun (3.6.91-8) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

MAECENAS                Welcome, dear madam. Each heart in Rome does love and pity you. Only th’adulterous Antony, most large In his abominations, turns you off, And gives his potent regiment to a trull That noises it against us. OCTAVIA                    Is it so, sir? CAESAR          Most certain. Sister, welcome. Pray you Be ever known to patience. My […]

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Welcome to Rome, sister! we’ll see you right (3.6.85-90) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

CAESAR                      Welcome to Rome; Nothing more dear to me. You are abused Beyond the mark of thought, and the high God To do you justice, makes his ministers Of us and those that love you. Best of comfort, And ever welcome to us. AGRIPPA                    Welcome, lady.          (3.6.85-90)   Caesar changes direction a little here; having […]

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