Come on, Antony, you can do better than that! then, true feeling? (1.3.81-92) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

CLEOPATRA   You can do better yet; but this is meetly. ANTONY         Now by my sword— CLEOPATRA   And target. Still he mends. But this is not the best. Look, prithee, Charmian, How this Herculean Roman does become The carriage of his chafe. ANTONY                     I’ll leave you, lady. CLEOPATRA   Courteous lord, one word. Sir, you and I […]

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Utterly outrageous Cleopatra: CAN Fulvia die?! (1.3.54-65) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

ANTONY                                 My more particular, And that which most with you should safe my going, Is Fulvia’s death. CLEOPATRA   Though age from folly could not give me freedom, It does from childishness. Can Fulvia die? ANTONY         She’s dead, my queen. [He offers letters] Look here, and at thy sovereign leisure read The garboils she awaked. At […]

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Antony: Rome’s falling apart, I have to act (1.3.44-54) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

ANTONY                                 Our Italy Shines o’er with civil swords. Sextus Pompeius Makes his approaches to the port of Rome. Equality of two domestic powers Breed scrupulous faction. The hated, grown to strength, Are newly grown to love. The condemned Pompey, Rich in his father’s honour, creeps apace Into the hearts of such as have not thrived […]

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Antony, finally getting a word in edgewise (1.3.39-44) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

ANTONY                     How now, lady! CLEOPATRA   I would I had thy inches. Thou shouldst know There were a heart in Egypt. ANTONY                     Hear me, Queen: The strong necessity of time commands Our services a while, but my full heart Remains in use with you.     (1.3.39-44)   How now, lady! Wonderfully open to interpretation: it can be […]

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Enter Antony; Cleopatra *swoons*; what’s the matter?! (1.3.13-18) #BurningBarge #SlowShakespeare

Enter Antony CHARMIAN                 But here comes Antony. CLEOPATRA   I am sick and sullen. ANTONY         I am sorry to give breathing to my purpose. CLEOPATRA   Help me away, dear Charmian, I shall fall. It cannot be thus long—the sides of nature Will not sustain it. ANTONY                     Now, my dearest queen. CLEOPATRA   Pray you, stand farther from […]

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