Unarm me, Eros. And then leave me. Burst now, heart… (4.15.34-43) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

ANTONY                                 Dead, then? MARDIAN                                                       Dead. ANTONY Unarm, Eros. The long day’s task is done, And we must sleep. [To Mardian] That thou depart’st hence safe Does pay thy labour richly. Go.                             Exit Mardian Off, pluck off. The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep […]

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Mardian to Antony: Cleopatra’s dead, died with your name on her lips (4.15.22-34) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

Enter Mardian ANTONY                     O thy vile lady, She has robbed me of my sword! MARDIAN                   No, Antony, My mistress loved thee, and her fortunes mingled With thine entirely. ANTONY                     Hence, saucy eunuch, peace! She hath betrayed me, and shall die the death. MARDIAN       Death of one person can be paid but once, And that she […]

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It’s over; Cleopatra’s utterly betrayed me. But we’re still the masters of our fate… (4.15.15-22) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

ANTONY         I made these wars for Egypt, and the Queen— Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine, Which whilst it was mine had annexed unto’t A million more, now lost—she, Eros, has Packed cards with Caesar, and false-played my glory Unto an enemy’s triumph. Nay, weep not, gentle Eros. There is left […]

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Eros, my lad: I can’t hold it together any more… (4.15.9-14) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

ANTONY         That which is now a horse even with a thought The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct As water is in water. EROS                                       It does, my lord. ANTONY         My good knave Eros, now thy captain is Even such a body. Here I am Antony, Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave.       (4.15.9-14)   […]

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Antony and Eros, talking about clouds… (4.15.1-8) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

Enter Antony and Eros ANTONY         Eros, thou yet behold’st me? EROS                                       Ay, noble lord. ANTONY         Sometime we see a cloud that’s dragonish, A vapour sometime like a bear or lion, A towered citadel, a pendent rock, A forkèd mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon’t that nod unto the world And mock our eyes with […]

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Antony to Cleopatra: this is all YOUR fault! get away from me! (4.13.24-30) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

ANTONY                                             Betrayed I am. O this false soul of Egypt! This grave charm, Whose eye becked forth my wars and called them home, Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end, Like a right gipsy hath at fast and loose Beguiled me to the very heart of loss. What, Eros, Eros! Enter Cleopatra Ah, thou […]

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