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Antony and Cleopatra

Act I, Scene 5

Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace.
 
[Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and MARDIAN]
 
CLEOPATRA
Charmian.
 
CHARMIAN
Madam.
 
CLEOPATRA
       T   T    T     ,        ,         ,  2
      Ha, ha, give | me to | drink man|dragora.
 
CHARMIAN
      ___    ,
      Why | madam?  \\
 
CLEOPATRA
        ,              ,      ,           T    T   .   T
      That I | might sleep | out this | great gap of time:
          ,   2   ,     ,
      My Ant|ony is | away.
 
CHARMIAN
            ,         ,          ,
      You think | of him | too much.  (tri with prev)
 
CLEOPATRA
      ,          ,
      O 'tis | treason.
 
CHARMIAN
                         ,          ,          ,
                        Madam,| I trust | not so.
 
CLEOPATRA
       __     ,        ,
      Thou,| eunuch | Mardian?
 
MARDIAN
         ,            ,           ,
      What's your | highness' | pleasure?  (tri with prev)
 
CLEOPATRA
       T   T   .   T           ,        ,         ,       2->
      Not now to hear | thee sing.| I take | no plea||sure
           ,        ,       ,           ,          ,
      In aught | a eun|uch has:| 'tis well | for thee,
             x        ,      ,         ,         ,
      That being | unsem|inared,| thy fre|er thoughts
           ,     T    T    . T         ,        2   ,         ->
      May not | fly forth of Eg|ypt. Hast | thou affec||tions?
 
MARDIAN
       ,     ,          ,
      Yes | gracious | madam.
 
CLEOPATRA
                                  ,
                              Indeed?
 
MARDIAN
      <- ,          ,   ,            T  T   T    ,
        Not in || deed mad/am, for | I can do | nothing
            ,        ,        ,       ,        ,
      But what | indeed | is hon|est to | be done:
            ,         ,        ,     ,           ,
      Yet have | I fierce | affec|tions, | and think
            ,      ,           ,
      What Ven|us did | with Mars.
 
CLEOPATRA
                                   ,   ,
                                   O Charm/ian:
        T      T      T      2    ,       ,              ,        ->
      Where thinkst thou | he is now?| Stands he, | or sits || he?
       ,       2     ,     ,   2      ,         ,
      Or | does he walk?| Or is he | on his | horse?
      <-      ,        ,          ,           ,         ,  2
        O || happy | horse to | bear the | weight of | Antony!
           ,        ,           ,            ,           ,
      Do brave|ly horse,| for wotst | thou whom | thou movst,
           ,     ,      ,          ,          ,
      The dem|i-At|las of | this^earth,| the arm
            ,    ,        ,           ,        ,
      And burg|onet | of men.| He's speak|ing now,
          ,    2        ,           ,            ,    ,
      Or mur|muring, where's | my serp|ent of / old Nile,
            ,        ,           ,        ,        ,
      (For so | he calls | me:) now | I feed | myself
             ,       ,         ,        ,         ,
      With most | deli|cious pois|on. Think | on me
            ,          ,        ,   2     ,        ,
      That am | with Phoeb|us' am|orous pinch|es black,
            ,         ,         ,       T    Tx     T       ->
      And wrink|led deep | in time.| Broad-fronted Cae||sar,
        ,        2       ,       ,           ,        ,
      When | thou wast here | above | the ground,| I was
         ,         2     ,  ,           ,      ,
      A mor|sel for a / monarch:| and great | Pompey
              ,           ,          ,      ,            ,
      Would stand | and make | his eyes | grow in | my brow,
        ,                ,            ,  ,         ,
      There would | he anch|or his / aspect,| and die
            ,        ,         ,
      With look|ing on | his life.  \\
 
[Enter ALEXAS, from OCTAVIUS CAESAR]
 
ALEXAS
        ,             ,         ,
      Sovereign | of Eg|ypt, hail. \\
 
CLEOPATRA
       ,            ,          ,          ,    ,
      How much^|unlike | art^thou | Mark^Ant|ony?
           ,        ,                  ,    ,   2      ,
      Yet com|ing from | him, that / great med|icine hath
          2      ,      ,    2
      With his tinct | gilded thee.  \\
            ,         ,         ,           ,    ,
      How goes | it with | my brave | Mark^Ant|ony?
 
ALEXAS
        T    T    T    T     T    T     oo
      Last thing he | did (dear queen)|
            ,           ,        ,     ,          x
      He kissed | the last | of ma|ny doub|led kisses
            x        ,            ,        ,             ,
      This ori|ent pearl.| His speech | sticks in | my heart.
 
CLEOPATRA
            ,              x        T
      Mine ear | must pluck it | thence.
 
ALEXAS
                                          T     T            ,
                                        Good friend,| quoth^he:
       T   .    T   T            ,   ,        ,
      Say the firm Rom|an to / great Eg|ypt sends
             ,        ,       ,              ,     ,
      This treas|ure of | an oy|ster: at / whose foot
           ,         ,      ,        ,          ,
      To mend | the pet|ty pres|ent, I | will piece
           ,  2       ,            ,         ,          ,
      Her op|ulent throne | with king|doms. All | the east,
              ,            ,         ,    ,      2      ,
      (Say* thou)| shall call | her mist|ress. So he | nodded,
           ,     ,         ,      .  T    T     T
      And sob|erly | did mount | an arm-gaunt steed,
             ,            ,           ,        ,            ,
      Who neighed | so* high,| that what | I would | have spoke
            ,         ,         ,
      Was beast|ly dumbed | by him.
 
CLEOPATRA
        ,      2      ,         ,
      What, was he | sad, or | merry?  (tri with prev)
 
ALEXAS
        ,    2        ,    2        ,        ,              ,
      Like to the | time of the | year, be|tween the | extremes
          ,          ,        ,         ,         ,      2->
      Of hot | and cold,| he was | nor sad,| nor mer||ry.
 
CLEOPATRA
           ,      ,      ,     ,           x
      Oh well-|divid|ed dis|posi|tion; Note him,
        ,          ,    ,    2               ,            x
      Note him | good Char/mian, 'tis | the man;| but note him:
                ,   ,         ,           ,          ,
      He was / not sad,| for he | would shine | on those
             ,            ,         ,      2     ,     ,
      That make | their looks | by his.| He was not | merry,
               ,          ,           ,       ,          ,
      Which seemed | to tell | them, his | remem|brance lay
         ,        ,         ,             ,     ,
      In Eg|ypt with | his joy,| but be/tween both.
           x         x       ,           ,         ,
      O heaven|ly mingle!| Beest thou | sad, or | merry,
           ,    ,          ,       ,        ,
      The vi|olence | of eith|er thee | becomes,
           ,        ,         ,      ,               ,
      So does | it no | man^else.| Metst thou | my posts?
 
ALEXAS
Aye madam, twenty several messengers.  Why do you send so thick?
 
CLEOPATRA
Who's born that day, when I forget to send to Antony, shall die a beggar. Ink and paper Charmian. Welcome my good Alexas. Did I Charmian, ever love Caesar so?
 
CHARMIAN
O that brave Caesar!
 
CLEOPATRA
            ,            ,      ,       ,     ,
      Be choked | with such | anoth|er em|phasis,
       ,          ,    ,   2
      Say the | brave Ant/ony.
 
CHARMIAN
                                     ,  2      ,
                              The | valiant | Caesar.
 
CLEOPATRA
          ,     ,          ,           ,       ,
      By Is|is, I | will give | thee bloo|dy teeth,
           ,          ,       ,    ,       ,
      If thou | with Cae|sar par|agon | again:
          ,        ,
      My man | of men.
 
CHARMIAN
                        ,     2       ,          ,
                       By your most^|gracious | pardon,
          ,         ,      ,
      I sing | but aft|er you.
 
CLEOPATRA
                                   ,       ,
                               My sal|ad days,
           ,         ,          ,          ,         ,
      When I | was green | in judg|ment, cold | in blood,
          ,             ,    ,          ,      ,
      To say,| as I / said then.| But come,| away,
       ,      ,       ,
      Get me ink and paper,  \\
He shall have every day a several greeting, or I'll unpeople Egypt.
 
[Exeunt]

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