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Antony and Cleopatra

Act III, Scene 13

Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace.
 
[Enter CLEOPATRA, DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, and IRAS]
 
CLEOPATRA
             ,         ,    2  ,
      What shall | we do,| Enobar|bus?
 
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
                                         ,          ,
                                       Think,| and die.
 
CLEOPATRA
          ,    ,       ,        ,           ,
      Is Ant|ony,| or we | in fault | for this?
 
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
       ,       ,       ,            ,          ,
      Anto|ny on|ly, that | would make | his will
        ,            ,         ,       T    T    T
      Lord of | his reas|on. What | though you fled,
          2       ,       ,        ,            ,        ,
      From that great | face of | war, whose^|several | ranges
        ,              ,       ,            ,    ,
      Frighted | each^oth|er? Why | should he | follow?
            ,        ,       ,                 ,    ,
      The itch | of his | affec|tion should / not then
              ,          ,        ,         ,        ,
      Have nicked | his cap|tainship,| at such | a point,
             ,         ,          ,         ,          x
      When half | to half | the world | opposed,| he being
            ,       ,           ,        ,          ,
      The meer|ed ques|tion? 'Twas | a shame | no less
            ,          ,          ,           ,        ,
      Than was | his loss,| to course | your fly|ing flags,
            ,          ,     ,
      And leave | his na|vy gaz|ing.
 
CLEOPATRA
                                      ,         ,
                                     prith|ee peace.
 
[Enter MARK ANTONY with EUPHRONIUS, the Ambassador]
 
MARK ANTONY
           ,         ,
      Is that | his ans|wer?
 
EUPHRONIUS
                              ,         ,
                             Aye | my lord.
 
MARK ANTONY
            ,             ,           ,     ,
      The queen | shall then | have court|esy,  (tetra with prev)
          ,           ,         ,
      So she | will yield | us up.
 
EUPHRONIUS
                                     T   T   T
                                    He says so.
 
MARK ANTONY
Let her know it. To the boy Caesar send this grizzled head, and he will fill thy wishes to the brim with principalities.
 
CLEOPATRA
That head my lord?
 
MARK ANTONY
          ,       ,      ,             ,           ,
      To him | again,| tell him | he wears | the rose
           ,         x             ,           ,              ,
      Of youth | upon him:| from which,| the world | should note
        ,             ,   2            ,     ,      ,
      Something | partic|ular: his / coin, ships,| legions,
       ,    2     ,                ,   2       ,          ,
      May be a | coward's,| whose^min|isters would | prevail
       ,           ,        ,       ,          ,
      Under | the serv|ice of | a child,| as soon
       ,   3   3      ,        ,           ,          ,        2->
      As in the com|mand of | Caesar.| I dare | him there||fore
          ,         ,        ,     ,       ,
      To lay | his gay | compar|isons | apart,
           ,       ,        ,       ,              ,
      And ans|wer me | declined,| sword a|gainst^sword,
            ,        ,           ,          ,       ,
      Ourselves | alone:| I'll write | it: fol|low me.
 
[Exeunt MARK ANTONY and EUPHRONIUS]
 
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
            ,       ,       T     Tx    T        ,
      Yes^like | enough:| high-battled Cae|sar will
          ,          ,    2      ,          ,       2      ,
      Unstate | his hap|piness, and | be staged | to the show
       x            ,          ,      ,     ,
      Against a | sworder.| I see | men's judg/ments are
         ,       ,          ,                  ,    ,       2->
      A par|cel of | their for|tunes, and / things out||ward
           ,         ,        ,   2   ,       ,
      Do draw | the in|ward qual|ity aft|er them
          ,       ,       ,          ,            ,
      To suf|fer all | alike,| that he | should dream,
        ,        ,    ,                ,   ,
      Knowing | all meas/ures, the | full Cae/sar will
       ,    2       ,           ,        ,        2     ,
      Answer his | empti|ness; Cae|sar thou | hast subdued
            ,        ,
      His judg|ment too.
 
[Enter an Attendant]
 
ATTENDANT
                            ,    2      ,     ,
                         A mes|senger from | Caesar.
 
CLEOPATRA
            ,          ,    ,      ,         x
      What no | more* cer|emon|y? See | my women,
          ,           ,       ,               ,            ,
      Against | the blown | rose may | they stop | their nose,
              ,         ,         ,       ,         ,
      That kneeled | unto | the buds.| Admit | him sir.
 
[Exit Attendant]
 
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
            ,    ,        ,      ,          ,
      Mine hon|esty,| and I,| begin | to square,
           ,           ,    ,         ,            ,
      The loy|alty / well held | to fools,| does^make
            ,            ,             ,   ,       2    ,
      Our faith | mere* fol|ly: yet / he that | can endure
          ,        ,       ,               x     ,
      To fol|low with | alleg|iance a / fallen lord,
            ,        ,          ,         ,       ,       2->
      Does con|quer him | that did | his mast|er con||quer,  ??
            ,         ,       2     ,
      And earns | a place | in the sto||ry.
 
[Enter THIDIAS]
 
CLEOPATRA
                                             ,          ,
                                            Cae|sar's will.
 
THIDIAS
        ,          ,
      Hear it | apart.
 
CLEOPATRA
                         ,           T      T    T      2->
                       None but | friends: say bold||ly.
 
THIDIAS
          ,      ,            ,          ,    ,
      So hap|ly are | they friends | to Ant|ony.
 
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
           ,         ,      ,        ,       ,
      He needs | as ma|ny (sir)| as Cae|sar has,
           ,          ,       ,         ,          ,      2->
      Or needs | not us.| If Cae|sar please,| our mas||ter
             ,        ,          ,          ,         ,
      Will leap | to be | his friend:| for us | you know,
             ,        ,    ,           ,        ,
      Whose he | is, we | are, and | that is | Caesar's.
 
THIDIAS
       ,    ,             ,        ,     ,          ,
      So. Thus then thou most renowned, Caesar entreats,  ????
       ,           ,      ,          ,            ,
      Not to | consid|er in | what case | thou standst
       ,     2        ,       ,     2
      Further than | he is | Caesar.
 
CLEOPATRA
                                           T   T     Tx
                                      Go^|on right royal.
 
THIDIAS
           ,           ,        ,      ,   ,
      He knows | that you | embrace | not Ant/ony
          ,          ,         ,          ,
      As you | did love,| but as | you feared | him.
 
CLEOPATRA
                                                      ,
                                                     Oh.
 
THIDIAS
            ,       ,          ,        ,         ,
      The scars | upon | your hon|or, there|fore he
            ,      ,         ,       ,      ,
      Does pi|ty, as | constrain|ed blem|ishes,
       ,            ,
      Not as | deserved.
 
CLEOPATRA
                            ,      ,
                        He is | a god,
            ,                ,     ,            x
      And knows | what is / most right.| Mine^honor
           ,      ,            ,           ,     3->
      Was not | yielded,| but con|quered mere||ly.
 
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
        3     ,         ,     2      ,     ,  2
      To be sure | of that,| I will ask | Anthony.
       T    T     T     ,        ,
      Sir, sir, thou | art so | leaky    (tetra with prev four)
            ,          ,           ,         ,        ,
      That we | must leave | thee to | thy sink|ing, for
           ,         ,
      Thy dear|est quit | thee.
 
[Exit]
 
THIDIAS
                                 ,        ,        ,      ->
                               Shall | I say | to Cae||sar,
        ,       2    ,         ,       2     ,       ,
      What | you require | of him:| For he part|ly begs
          ,       ,          ,         ,             ,         ->
      To be | desired | to give.| It much | would please || him,
        ,      2     ,         ,             ,        ,
      That | of his for|tunes you | should make | a staff
           ,      ,     ,               ,           x
      To lean | upon.| But it | would warm | his spirits
           ,          ,               ,   ,    ,
      To hear | from me | you had / left Ant|ony,
           ,        2     ,    2       ,        3  3 ,        ,     T  ->
      And put | yourself^und|er his shroud,| the univer|sal land||lord.  ??
 
CLEOPATRA
        T      T      ,
      What's your | name?
 
THIDIAS
                                 ,        ,   2
                          My | name is | Thidias.
 
CLEOPATRA
        T    T   T      ,
      Most kind mes|senger,  \\
       ,    2        ,         ,        ,     ,
      Say to great^|Caesar | this in | dispu|tation,
          ,         ,     2      ,      ,         2      ,
      I kiss | his con|quering hand:| tell him,| I am prompt
          ,         ,       2      ,          ,          ,
      To lay | my crown | at his feet,| and there | to kneel.
        ,            2     ,     ,         ,         ,
      Tell him,| from his all-|obey|ing breath,| I hear
            ,       ,
      The doom | of Eg|ypt.
 
THIDIAS
                             ,          ,          ,
                           'Tis | your nob|lest course:
       ,        ,   ,            ,    2    ,
      Wisdom | and for/tune com|bating to|gether,
       ,             ,        ,          ,        ,
      If that | the form|er dare | but what | it can,
            ,           ,           ,         ,         ,
      No chance | may shake | it. Give | me grace | to lay
          ,     ,          ,
      My du|ty on | your hand.
 
CLEOPATRA
            ,         ,       ,
      Your Cae|sar's fath|er oft,  (tri with prev)
         ,              ,         ,        ,        ,
      (When he | hath mused | of tak|ing king|doms in)
           ,           ,         ,       ,        ,
      Bestowed | his lips | on that | unworth|y place,
        2      ,      ,
      As it rained | kisses.  \\
 
[Enter MARK ANTONY and DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]
 
MARK ANTONY
         x           ,           ,              ,          ,       ->
      Favors? By | Jove that | thunders.| What art | thou fel||low?
 
THIDIAS
       ,          ,         ,
      One | that but | performs  ????
           ,        ,        ,        ,          ,     3  3->
      The bid|ding of | the ful|lest man,| and worth||iest
           ,         ,       ,
      To have | command | obeyed.
 
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
                                   ,               ,
                                  You will | be whipped.
 
MARK ANTONY
           ,       ,               ,          ,           x
      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,  ????
           ,           ,          ,         ,    oo
      And cry,| your will.| Have you | no ears?|
       2    ,   2   ,           ,            ,            x
      I am Ant|ony yet.| Take^hence | this Jack,| and whip him.
 
[Enter Attendants]
 
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
            ,        ,        ,       ,        ,
      'Tis bet|ter pla|ying with | a li|on's whelp,
             ,        ,         ,
      Than with | an old | one dy|ing.
 
MARK ANTONY
                                         ,          ,
                                       Moon | and stars,
        ,            2     ,    3  3      ,         ,    ,      2->
      Whip him:| Were it twen|ty of the great|est trib|utar||ies
            ,        ,        ,          ,         ,         2->
      That do | acknowl|edge Cae|sar, should | I find || them
           ,    3    3      ,        ,      ,                  ,
      So* sau|cy with the hand | of she | here, what's | her name
        ,      2       ,    ,        ,         ,
      Since she was | Cleo|patra?| Whip him | fellows,
        T    T  .  T         ,           ,           ,
      Till like a boy | you see | him cringe | his face,
            ,        ,         ,        ,          ,
      And whine | aloud | for mer|cy. Take | him hence.
 
THIDIAS
            ,   2
      Mark^Ant|ony.
 
MARK ANTONY
                    ,           ,    ,        ,
                   Tug | him a/way: be|ing whipped
        ,            ,           ,        ,          ,
      Bring him | again:| this Jack | of Cae|sar's shall
        ,           ,       ,
      Bear us | an er|rand to | him.  \\
 
[Exeunt Attendants with THIDIAS]
                   ,    ,       ,        ,          ,
      You were / half blast|ed ere | I knew | you: ha?
           ,       ,        ,         ,           ,
      Have I | my pil|low left | unpressed | in Rome,
           ,          ,        ,      ,        ,
      Forborne | the get|ting of | a law|ful race,
           ,      ,        ,       ,     2   ,
      And by | a gem | of wom|en, to | be abused
          ,           ,          ,
      By one | that looks | on feed|ers?
 
CLEOPATRA
                                           ,         ,
                                         Good | my lord.
 
MARK ANTONY
       ,           ,       ,         ,     oo
      You have | been a | boggler | ever,|
       ,          ,           ,               ,    ,
      But when | we in | our vi|ciousness / grow hard
           ,   2    x                 ,    ,          ,
      (O* mis|ery on it)| the wise^/gods seal | our^eyes
              ,    ,      ,        ,     ,          ,
      In our own filth, drop our clear judgments, make us  ????
         ,         ,         ,       2     ,          ,
      Adore | our er|rors, laugh | at us while | we strut
          ,        ,
      To our | confu|sion.
 
CLEOPATRA
                            ,     2     ,         ,
                           Oh,| is it come | to this?
 
MARK ANTONY
          ,          ,       ,        ,      ,
      I found | you as | a mors|el, cold | upon
        T   T   .      T        ,     ,      2      ,
      Dead Caesar's trench|er: nay,| you were a | fragment
           ,       ,           x            ,        ,
      Of Gnei|us Pomp|ey's, besides | what hot|ter hours
         ,      ,         ,        ,     ,
      Unreg|istered | in vul|gar fame,| you have
         ,   2          ,    ,        ,        ,
      Luxur|iously / picked out.| For I | am sure,
         ,               ,            ,              ,    ,
      Though you | can guess | what temp|erance / should be,
            ,          ,        ,
      You know | not what | it is.
 
CLEOPATRA
                                          ,         ,
                                   Wherefore | is this?
 
MARK ANTONY
          ,       ,        ,           ,        ,
      To let | a fel|low that | will take | rewards,
           ,           ,          ,      ,        ,
      And say,| God* quit | you, be | famil|iar with
           ,   ,              ,           ,       ,
      My play|fellow,| your hand;| this king|ly seal,
             ,             ,     ,         ,        ,
      And plight|er of / high hearts.| O that | I were
        ,          ,        ,            ,   ,
      Upon | the hill | of Bas|an, to / outroar
            ,       ,        ,         ,        ,
      The horn|ed herd,| for I | have sav|age cause,
       ,            ,         ,     ,          ,
      And to | proclaim | it civ|illy,| were like
          ,         ,            ,          ,         ,
      A halt|ered neck,| which does | the hang|man* thank,
           ,       ,       ,          ,         ,
      For be|ing yare | about | him. Is | he whipped?
 
[Enter Attendants with THIDIAS]
 
FIRST ATTENDANT
Soundly, my lord.
 
MARK ANTONY
Cried he? And begged a pardon?
 
FIRST ATTENDANT
He did ask favor.
 
MARK ANTONY
           ,          ,       ,     ,            ,
      If that | thy fath|er live,| let him | repent
        ,      2        ,          ,             ,         ,     2->
      Thou wast not | made his | daughter,| and be | thou sor||ry
          ,       ,       ,        ,          ,
      To fol|low Cae|sar in | his tri|umph, since
             ,            ,           ,    2     ,           ,
      Thou hast | been whipped.| For fol|lowing him,| henceforth
            ,       ,          ,     ,       ,
      The white | hand of | a la|dy fev|er thee,
        ,       2       ,    2      ,           ,        ,
      Shake thou to | look on it.| Get thee | back to | Caesar,
        ,             ,      ,          ,          ,
      Tell him | thy ent|ertain|ment: look | thou say
           ,         ,       ,          ,         ,
      He makes | me ang|ry with | him. For | he seems
        ,      2      ,        ,             ,       ,
      Proud and dis|dainful,| harping | on what | I am,
       ,      2       ,       ,          ,         ,
      Not what he | knew I | was. He | makes me | angry,
           ,          ,          ,      ,         x
      And at | this^time | most^ea|sy 'tis | to do it:
             ,           ,            ,        ,         ,
      When* my | good* stars,| that were | my form|er guides
            ,       ,            ,          ,            x
      Have emp|ty left | their orbs,| and shot | their fires
       ,        2   x         ,        ,        ,
      Into | the abysm | of hell.| If he | mislike,
            ,           ,         ,      ,            ,
      My speech,| and what | is done,| tell him | he has
           ,        ,        ,        ,          ,
      Hipparch|us, my | enfranch|ed bond|man*, whom
          ,         ,         ,         ,        ,       ->
      He may | at pleas|ure whip,| or hang,| or tor||ture,
       ,     2        ,         ,          ,         ,
      As | he shall like | to quit | me. Urge | it thou:
        ,                 ,          ,
      Hence with | thy stripes,| begone.
 
[Exit THIDIAS]
 
CLEOPATRA
                                           ,          ,
                                         Have you | done yet?
 
MARK ANTONY
         ,         ,         ,        ,         ,
      Alack | our ter|rene moon | is now | eclipsed,
       ,    2      ,       ,          ,        ,  2
      And it por|tends a|lone the | fall of | Antony.
 
CLEOPATRA
      ,          ,         __
      I must | stay his | time? \\
 
MARK ANTONY
           ,       ,         ,           ,       ,
      To flat|ter Cae|sar, would | you ming|le eyes
            ,           ,           ,
      With one | that ties | his points?
 
CLEOPATRA
                                               ,        ,
                                         Not know | me yet?
 
MARK ANTONY
        T     Tx      T        2
      Cold-hearted toward | me?
 
CLEOPATRA
                                      ,       ,       ,
                                Ah (dear)| if I | be so,
                  ,    ,            x         ,       ,
      From my / cold heart | let heaven | engend|er hail,
            ,    2    ,          ,                 ,     ,
      And pois|on it in | the source,| and the / first stone
        ,            ,     ,         ,         ,
      Drop in | my neck:| as it | deter|mines so
           ,          ,          ,        ,   2    ,
      Dissolve | my life,| the next | Caesar|ion smite,
            ,       ,          ,   2   ,        ,
      Till by | degrees | the mem|ory of | my womb,
         ,        ,         ,       ,         ,
      Togeth|er with | my brave | Egyp|tians all,
       ,    2     ,   2      ,         ,          ,
      By the dis|candying | of this | pellet|ed storm,
       ,    ,                      ,           ,          ,
      Lie grave/less, till | the flies | and gnats | of Nile
            ,        ,          ,
      Have bur|ied them | for prey.
 
MARK ANTONY
                                     2    ,      ,
                                    I am sat|isfied:
       ,         T    T   .  T    ,    ,         ->
      Caesar | sits down in Al|exan|dria,|| where
      ,       2    ,          ,          ,          ,
      I | will oppose | his fate.| Our force | by land,
            ,       ,         ,        ,     ,
      Hath nob|ly held,| our sev|ered na|vy too
             ,       ,          ,       ,             T   T    T
      Have knit | again,| and fleet,| threatening | most sea-like.
        ,                 ,         ,       T    T    T     ,
      Where hast | thou been | my heart?| Dost thou hear | lady? (hex with prev)
           ,          ,         ,         ,           ,
      If from | the field | I shall | return | once^more
           ,            ,    ,            ,         ,
      To kiss | these^lips,| I will | appear | in blood,
      ,             ,            ,          ,     ,
      I, and | my sword,| will earn | our chro|nicle,
                ,             ,
      There's hope | in it / yet.
 
CLEOPATRA
                                     ,      T   T     T
                                  That's | my brave lord.
 
MARK ANTONY
      ,            ,       ,          ,           ,
      I will | be tre|ble-sin|ewed, hear|ted, breathed,
            ,        ,       ,         ,           ,
      And fight | mali|ciously:| for when | mine^hours
             ,          ,      ,         ,        ,
      Were nice | and luck|y, men | did rans|om lives
          ,         ,          ,          ,         ,
      Of me | for jests:| but now,| I'll set | my teeth,
            ,         ,        ,           ,          ,
      And send | to dark|ness all | that stop | me. Come,
              ,         ,      ,       ,       ,    2
      Let's^have | one^oth|er gau|dy night:| call to me
       T   .  T   T           ,          ,             ,
      All my sad cap|tains, fill | our bowls | once^more:
              ,         ,          ,
      Let's mock | the mid|night bell.
 
CLEOPATRA
                                         2          ,   ,
                                       It is my / birthday,
       2       ,        2       ,         ,          ,          ,
      I had thought | to have held | it poor,| but since | my lord
          ,    ,      ,    ,            ,     ,     ->
      Is Ant|ony | again,| I will | be Cle||opat|ra.
 
MARK ANTONY
       ,         ,         ,    oo
      We | will yet | do well.|
 
CLEOPATRA
        ,             ,      ,         ,        ,
      Call all | his nob|le cap|tains to | my lord.
 
MARK ANTONY
       T  T    T       ,     2
      Do so, we'll | speak to them,
                                       2    ,            ,
                                    And tonight | I'll force
       .    T    T     T              ,
      The wine peep through | their scars.
                                                ,        ,
                                          Come^on |(my queen)
               ,      2    ,          ,      ,           ,
      There's sap | in it yet.| The next | time I | do fight
             ,      ,     ,              ,             ,
      I'll make | death love / me: for | I will | contend
      ,        ,         ,            ,     oo
      Even | with his | pesti|lent scythe.|
 
[Exeunt all but DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS]
 
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS
       ,       2      ,           ,           2    ,   2  ->
      Now he'll out|stare the | lightning,| to be fur|ious
       ,      2     ,        ,         ,        ,          ,
      Is || to be frigh|ted out | of fear, and in | that mood
            ,           ,         ,            2     ,    ,
      The dove | will peck | the es|tridge; and I / see still
         ,    ,       ,        ,           ,
      A dim|inu|tion in | our cap|tain's brain,
           ,           ,           ,       ,           x
      Restores | his heart;| when val|or preys | on reason,
           ,          ,           ,           ,          ,
      It eats | the sword | it fights | with: I | will seek
            ,         ,
      Some^way | to leave | him.  \\
 
[Exit]

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