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Cleopatra:  Patience is sottish, and impatience does
Become a dog that's mad; then is it sin
To rush into the secret house of death,
Ere death dare come to us?

Act IV, Scene 15

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Cleopatra:  Noblest of men, woo't die?
Hast thou no care of me?  Shall I abide
In this dull world, which in thy absence is
No better than a sty?  O!  See, my women,
The crown o' the earth doth melt.  My lord!
O!  wither'd is the garland of the war,
The soldier's pole is fall'n; youn boys and girls
Are level now with men; the odds is gone,
And there is nothing left remarkable
Beneath the visiting moon.

Act IV, Scene 15

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Antony:  I am dying, Egypt, dying; only
I here importune death awhile, until
Of many thousand kisses the poor last
I lay upon thy lips.

Act IV, Scene 15

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Cleopatra:  O sun!
Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in; darkling stand
The varying star o' the world.  O Antony,

Act IV, Scene 15

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Eros: My dear master,
My captain, and my emperor, let me say,
Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell.

Act IV, Scene 14

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Antony:  Come, then; for with a wound I must be cur'd.
Draw thy honest sword, which thoy hast worn
Most useful for thy country.

Act IV, Scene 14

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Antony:  My good knave, Eros, now thy captian is
Even such a body:  here I am Antony;
Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my knave.
I made these wars for Egypt; and the queen,
Whose heart I thought I had, for she had mine,
Which whilst it was mind had annex'd unto't
A million more, now lost; she, Eros, has
Peak'd cards with Caesar, and false-play'd my glory
Unto an enemy's triumph.
Nay, weep not, gentle Eros; there is left us
Ourselves to end ourselves.

Act IV, Scene 14

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Enobarbus:  O sovereign mistress of true melancholy,
The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me,
That life, a very rebel to my will,
May hang no longer on me; throw my heart
Against the flint and hardness of my fault,
Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder,
And finish all fool thoughts.  O Antony!
Nobler than my revolt is infamous,
Forgive me in thine own particular;
But let the world rank me in register
A master-leaver and fugitive.

Act IV, Scene 9

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Enobarbus:  Be witness to me, O though blessed moon,
When men revolted shall upon record
Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did
Before thy face repent!

Act IV, Scene 9

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Antony:  What, girl!  though grey
Do something mingle with our younger brown, yet ha'
   we
A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can
Get goal for goal of youth.  Behold this man;
Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand:
Kiss it, my warrior: he hath fought to-day
As if a god, in hate of mankind, had
Destroy'd in such a shape.

Act IV, Scene 8

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Caesar:  He calls me boy, and chides as he had power
To beat me out of Egypt; my messenger
He hath whipp'd with rods; dares me to personal com-
  bat,
Caesar to Antony.  Let the old ruffian know
I have many other ways to die; meantime
Laugh at his challenge.

Act IV, Scene 1

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Antony:  ... The next time I do fight
I'll make death love me, for I will contend
Even with his pestilent scythe.

Act III, Scene 13

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Enobarbus: (Aside)  'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying.

Act III, Scene 13

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Antony:  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.

Act III, Scene 13

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Cleopatra:  He is a god, and knows
What is most right.  Mine honour was not yielded,
But conquer'd merely.
Enobarbus: (Aside) To be sure of that,
I will ask Antony.  Sir, sir, thou'rt so leaky
That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for
Thy dearest quit thee.                             Exit.

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Enobarbus: (Aside) Mine honesty and I begin to square.
The loyalty well held to fools does make
Our faith mere folly; yet he that can endure
To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord
Does conquer him that did his master conquer,
And earns a place i' the story.

Act III, Scene 13

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Enobarbus: (Aside) Yes, like enough, high-battled Caesar will
Unstate his happiness, and be stay'd to the show
Against a sworder!  I see men's judgments are
A parcel of their fortunes, and things outward
Do draw the inward quality after them,
To suffer all alike.  That he should dream,
Knowing all measures, the full Caesar will
Answer his emptiness!  Caesar, thou hast subdu'd
His judgment too.

Act III, Scene 13

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Cleopatra:  What shall we do, Enobarbus?
Enobarbus:  Think, and die.

Act III, Scene 13

Post 11.22.2014.5

Antony:  Fall not a tear, I say; one of them rates
All that is won and lost.  Give me a kiss;
Even this repays me.  We sent our school master;
Is he come back?  Love, I am full of lead.
Some wine, within there, and our viands! Fortune knows
We scorn her most when most she offers blows.

Act III, Scene 11

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Antony:  Egypt, thou knew'st too well
My heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings,
And thou shouldst tow me after; o'er my spirit
Thy full supremacy thou knew'st, and that
Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods
Command me.

Act III, Scene 11

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Antony: O! Whither hast thou led me Egypt?  See,
How I convey my shame out of thine eyes
By looking back what I have left behind
'Stry'd in dishonour.

Act III, Scene 11

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Antony:  I have offended reputation,
A most unnoble swearing.

Act III, Scene 11

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Antony:  Hark!  The land bids me tread no more upon't;
It is asham'd to bear me.  Friends, come hither:
I am so lated in the world that I
Have lost my way for ever.

Act III, Scene 11

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Enobarbus:  I'll yet follow
The wounded chance of Antony, though my reason
Sits in the wind against me.

Act III, Scene 10

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Scarus:  The greater cantle of the world is lost
with very ignorance; we have kiss'd away
Kingdoms and provinces.

Act III, Scene 10

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Octavia: ...Wars 'twixt you twain would be
As if the world should cleave, and that slain men
Should solder up the rift.

Act III, Scene 4

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Lepidus:  Let all the number of the stars give light
To thy fair way!

Act III, Scene 2

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Ventidius:  O Silius, Silius!
I have done enough; a lower place, note well,
May make too great and act; for learn this, Silius,
Better to leave undone than by our deed
Acquire too high a fame when him we serve's away.
Caesar and Antony have ever won
More in their officer than person; Sossius,
One of my place in Syria, his lieutenant,
For quick accumulation of renown,
Which he achiev'd by the minute, lost his favour,
Who does i' the wars mor ethan his captain can
Become his captain's captain; and ambition,
The soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss
Than gain which darkens him.
I could do more to do Antonius good,
But would offend him; and in his offene
Should my performance perish.

Act III, Scene 1

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Caesar:  Let me request you off; our graver business
Frowns at this levity.  Gentle lords, let's part;
You see we have burnt our cheeks; strong Enobarb
Is weaker than the wine, and mine own tongue
Splits what it speaks; the wild disguise hath almost
Antick'd us all.  What needs more words?  Good-night.

Act II, Scene 7

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Antony:  Come, let's all take hands,
Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our sense
In soft and delicate Lethe.

Act II, Scene 7

Post 11.21.2014.5

Pompey:  Ah! this thou shouldst have done,
And not have spoke on't.  In me 'tis villany;
In thee 't had been good service.  Thou must know
'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honour;
Mine honour, it.  Repent that e'er thy tongue
Hath so betray'd thine act; being done unknown,
I should have found it afterwards well done,
But must condemn it now.  Desist, and drink.
Menas: (Aside) For this,
I'll never follow thy pall'd fortunes more.
Who seeks, and will not take when once 'tis offer'd,
Shall never find it more.

Act II, Scene 7

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Enobarbus:  I think so too; but you shall find the band that
seems to tie their friendship together will be the very
strangler of their amity.

Act II, Scene 6

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Menas:  For my part, I am sorry it is turned to a drinking.
Pompey doth this day laugh away his fortune.
Enobarbus:  If he do, sure, he cannot weep it back again.

Act II, Scene 6

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Menas:  All men's faces are true, whatsoe'er their hands are.

Act II, Scene 6

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Pompey:  Well, I know not
What counts harsh Fortune casts upon my face,
But in my bosom shall she never come
To make my heart her vassal.

Act II, Scene 6

Post 11.20.2014.11

Cleopatra:  Some innocents 'scape not the thunderbolt.
Melt Egypt into Nile! and kindly creatures
Turn all to serpents!

Act II, Scene 5

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Cleopatra:  Give me some music; music, moody food
Of us that trade in love.

Act II, Scene 5

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Antony:  I will to Egypt;
And though I make this marriage for my peace,
I' the east my pleasure lies.

Act II, Scene 3

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Soothsayer:  If thou dost play with him at any game
Thou art sure to lose, and, of that natural luck,
He beats thee 'gainst the odds; thy lustre thickens
When he shines by.  I say again, thy spirit
Is all afraid to govern thee near him,
But he away, 'tis noble.

Act II, Scene 3

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Enobarbus:  Never; he will not:
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety; other women cloy
The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies; for vilest things
Become themselves in her, that the holy priests
Bless her when she is riggish.

Act II, Scene 2

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Enobarbus:  Upon her landing, Antony sent to her,
Invited her to supper; she replied
It should be better he became her guest,
Which she entreated.  Our courteous Antony,
Whom ne'er the word of 'No' woman heard speak,
Being barber'd ten times o'er, goes to the feast,
And, for his ordinary pays his heart
For what his eyes eat only.

Act II, Scene 2

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Enobarbus:  Ay, sir; we did sleep day out of countenance,
and made the night light with drinking.

Act II, Scene 2

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Agrippa:  By this marriage,
All little jealousies which now seem great,
And all great fears which now import their dangers,
Would then be nothing; truths would be but tales
Where no half-tales be truths; her love to both
Would each to other and all loves to both
Draw after her.

Act II, Scene 2

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Enobarbus:  That truth should be silent I had almost forgot.

Act II, Scene 2

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Antony:  Neglected, rather;
And then, when poison'd hours had bound me up
From mine own knowledge.  As nearly as I may,
I'll play the penitent to you; but mine honesty
Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my power
work without it.

Act II, Scene 2

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Enobarbus:  Every time
Serves for the matter that it is then born in't.

Act II, Scene 2

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Pompey:  But all the charms of love,
Salt Cleopatra, soften thy wan'd lip!
Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with both!
Tie up the libertine in a field of feasts,
Keep his brain fuming; Epicurean cooks
Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite,
That sleep and feeding may prorogue his  honour
Eve till a Lethe'd dulness!

Act II, Scene 1

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Pompey:  If the great gods be just, they shall assist
The deeds of justest men.
Menecrates:  Know, worthy Pompey,
That what they do delay, they not deny.
Pompey:  Whiles we are suitors to their throne, decay,
The thing we sue for.
Menecrates:  We, ignorant of ourselves,
Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers
Deny us for our good; So find we profit
By losing our prayers.

Act II, Scene 1

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Cleopatra:  My salad days,
When I was green in judgment, cold in blood,
To say as I said then!

Act I, Scene 5

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Cleopatra:  What! Was he sad or merry?
Alexas:  Like to the time o' the year between the extremes
Of hot and cold; he was nor sad nor merry.

Act I, Scene 5

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Cleopatra:  ... Now I feed myself
With most delicious poison.

Act I, Scene 5

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Caesar:  I should have known no less.
It hath been taught us from the primal state,
That he which is was wish'd until he were;
And the ebb'd man, ne'er fou'd till ne'er worht love,
Comes dear'd by being lack'd.  This common body,
Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream,
Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide,
To rot itself with motion.

Act I, Scene 4

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Caesar:  you shall find there
A man who is the abstract of all faults
That all men follow.

Act I, Scene 4

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Cleopatra:  I prithee, turn aside and weep for her;
Then bid adieu to me, and say the tears
Belong to Egypt: good now, play one scene
Of excellent dissembling, and let it look
Like perfect honour.

Act I, Scene 3

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Cleopatra: Bud bid farewell, and go: when you su'd staying
Then was the time for words; no going then:
Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows bent; none of our parts so poor
But was a race of heaven; they are so still,
Or thou, the greatest soldier of the world,
Art turn'd the greatest liar.

Act I, Scene 3

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Charmian: In time we hate that which we often fear.

Act I, Scene 3

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Enobarbus:  If there were no more women
but Fulvia, then had you indeed a cut, and the case to
be lamented: this grief is crowned with consolation; your
old smock brings forth a new petticoat; and indeed the
tears live in an onion that should water this sorrow.

Act I, Scene 2

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Antony: I must from this enchanting queen break off;
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch.

Act I, Scene 2

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Antony: These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.

Act I, Scene 2

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Antony: Things that are past are done with me.  'Tis thus:
Who tells me true, though in his tale lay death,
I hear him as he flatter'd.

Act I, Scene 2

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Iras: Amen.  Dear goddess, hear that prayer of the people!
For, as it is heart-breaking to see a handsome man loose-
wived, so it is a deadly sorrow to behold a foul knave un-
cockolded: therefore, dear Isis, keep decorum, and for-
tune him accordingly!

Act I, Scene 2

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Enobarbus: Mine, and most of our fortunes, to-night, shall
be, --drunk to bed.

Act I, Scene 2

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Soothsayer: In nature's infinite book of secrecy
A little I can read.

Act I, Scene 2

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Philo: Sir, sometimes, when he is not Antony,
He comes too short of that great property
Which still should go with Antony.

Act I, Scene 1

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Antony: Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch
Of the rang'd empire fall!  Here is my space.
Kingdoms are clay; our dungy earth alike
Feeds beast as man; the nobleness of life
Is to do thus; when such a mutual pair                Embracing
And such a twain can do't, in which I bind,
On pain of punishment, the world to weet
We stand up peerless.

Act I, Scene 1

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Cleopatra: If it be love indeed, tell me how much.
Antony: There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd.

Act I, Scene 1