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, […]

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Antony, 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 […]

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Antony: 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?     […]

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Antony: 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. […]

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