Antony and Cleopatra

Antony and Cleopatra is a historical tragedy by William Shakespeare, originally printed in the First Folio of 1623. Most scholars believe it was written in 1606–07.

Eternity was in our lips and eyes.

Act I

• Nay, but this dotage of our general's
  O'erflows the measure.
  • Philo, scene i

• There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd.
  • Antony, scene i

• In nature's infinite book of secrecy
  A little I can read.
  • Soothsayer, scene ii

• He was dispos'd to mirth; but on the sudden
  A Roman thought hath struck him.
  • Cleopatra, scene ii

• This grief is crowned with consolation.
  • Enobarbus, scene ii

• Eternity was in our lips and eyes.
  • Cleopatra, scene iii

• From Alexandria

This is the news: he fishes, drinks, and wastes

The lamps of night in revel; is not more man-like

Than Cleopatra; nor the queen of Ptolemy

More womanly than he.

• • Octavius Caesar, scene iv

• Antony, leave thy lascivious wassails.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene iv

• Give me to drink mandragora.
  • Cleopatra, scene v

• Where’s my serpent of old Nile?
  For so he calls me.
  • Cleopatra, speaking of Antony, scene v

• I was
  A morsel for a monarch.
  • Cleopatra, scene v

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

Act II

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...

• Epicurean cooks
  Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite.
  • Pompey, scene i

• Small to greater matters must give way.
  • Lepidus, scene ii

• If I knew
  What hoop should hold us staunch, from edge to edge
  O' the world I would pursue it.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene ii

• The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne,
  Burnt on the water; the poop was beaten gold;
  Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that
  The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver,
  Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made
  The water which they beat to follow faster,
  As amorous of their strokes. For her own person,
  It beggar'd all description.
  • Enobarbus, scene ii

• 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.
  • Enobarbus, scene ii

• I have not kept my square; but that to come
  Shall all be done by the rule.
  • Antony, scene iii

• 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.
  • Soothsayer, scene iii

• ’T was merry when
  You wager’d on your angling; when your diver
  Did hang a salt-fish on his hook, which he
  With fervency drew up.
  • Charmian, scene v

• Come, thou monarch of the vine,
  Plumpy Bacchus with pink eyne!
  • Singer, scene vii

• It's monstrous labour, when I wash my brain,
  And it grows fouler.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene vii

Act III

• Who does i’ the wars more than his captain can,
  Becomes his captain’s captain; and ambition,
  The soldier’s virtue, rather makes choice of loss,
  Than gain which darkens him.
  • Ventidius, scene i

• I have eyes upon him,
  And his affairs come to me on the wind.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene vi

• You are abused
  Beyond the mark of thought: and the high gods,
  To do you justice, make them ministers
  Of us and those that love you.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene vi

• Celerity is never more admir'd than by the negligent.
  • Cleopatra, scene vii

• Observe how Antony becomes his flaw
  • Octavius Caesar, scene xii

• To the boy Caesar send this grizzled head,
  And he will fill thy wishes to the brim
  With principalities.
  • Antony, scene xiii

• Tell him, he wears the rose
  Of youth upon him.
  • Antony, scene xiii

• Men’s judgments are
  A parcel of their fortunes; and things outward
  Do draw the inward quality after them,
  To suffer all alike.
  • Enobarbus, scene xiii

• Mine honesty and I begin to square.
  • Enorbarbus, scene xiii

• 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.
  • Antony, scene xiii

• You were half blasted ere I knew you
  • Antony, scene xiii

• You have been a boggler ever.
  • Antony, scene xiii

• Get thee back to Caesar,
  Tell him thy entertainment: look, thou say
  He makes me angry with him; for he seems
  Proud and disdainful, harping on what I am,
  Not what he knew I was: he makes me angry.
  • Antony, scene xiii

• Alack, our terrene moon
  Is now eclipsed; and it portends alone
  The fall of Antony!
  • Antony, scene xiii

• Now I'll set my teeth,
  And send to darkness all that stop me.
  • Antony,, scene xiii

• It is my birth-day:
  I had thought to have held it poor: but, since my lord
  Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra.
  • Cleopatra, scene xiii

• I'll make death love me; for I will contend
  Even with his pestilent scythe.
  • Antony, scene xiii

Act IV

• 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 combat,
  Caesar to Antony: let the old ruffian know
  I have many other ways to die; meantime
  Laugh at his challenge.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene i

• To business that we love we rise betime,
  And go to ’t with delight.
  • Antony, scene iv

• This morning, like the spirit of a youth
  That means to be of note, begins betimes.
  • Antony, scene iv

• The time of universal peace is near.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene vi

• The shirt of Nessus is upon me.
  • Antony, scene xii

• 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.
  • Enobarbus,, scene ix

• Let the world rank me in register
  A master-leaver and a fugitive:
  O Antony! O Antony!
  • Enobarbus, scene ix

• Charmain: Be comforted, dear madam.
  Cleopatra: No, I will not.
  All strange and terrible events are welcome,
  But comforts we despise; our size of sorrow,
  Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great.
  • Scene xiii

• Antony: Sometime we see a cloud that’s dragonish;
  A vapour sometime like a bear or lion,
  A tower’d citadel, a pendent rock,
  A forked mountain, or blue promontory
  With trees upon ’t, that nod unto the world,
  And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs?
  They are black vesper's pageants.
  Enorbarbus: Ay, my lord.
  Antony: That which is now a horse, even with a thought
  The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct,
  As water is in water.
  • Scene xiv

• The seven-fold shield of Ajax cannot keep
  The battery from my heart. O, cleave, my sides!
  • Antony, scene xiv

• Since Cleopatra died,
  I have liv’d in such dishonour, that the gods
  Detest my baseness.
  • Antony, scene xiv

• I am dying, Egypt, dying; only
  I here impórtune death a while, until
  Of many thousand kisses the poor last
  I lay upon thy lips.
  • Antony, scene xv

• O, wither’d is the garland of the war!
  The soldier’s pole is fall'n; young boys and girls
  Are level now with men; the odds is gone,
  And there is nothing left remarkable
  Beneath the visiting moon.
  • Cleopatra,

• Good sirs, take heart: —
  We'll bury him; and then, what's brave, what's noble,
  Let's do it after the high Roman fashion,
  And make Death proud to take us. Come, away:
  This case of that huge spirit now is cold. —
  Ah, women, women! — come; we have no friend
  But resolution, and the briefest end.
  • Cleopatra, scene xv

Act V

I have Immortal longings in me.

• The breaking of so great a thing should make
  A greater crack
  • Octavius Caesar, scene i

• The death of Antony
  Is not a single doom; in the name lay
  A moiety of the world.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene i

• Let me lament,
  With tears as sovereign as the blood of hearts,
  That thou, my brother, my competitor
  In top of all design, my mate in empire,
  Friend and companion in the front of war,
  The arm of mine own body, and the heart
  Where mine his thoughts did kindle,—that our stars,
  Unreconciliable, should divide
  Our equalness to this.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene i

• For his bounty,
  There was no winter in ’t; an autumn ’t was,
  That grew the more by reaping.
  • Cleopatra, scene ii

• If there be, or ever were, one such,
  It’s past the size of dreaming.
  • Cleopatra, scene ii

• Mechanic slaves
  With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall
  Uplift us to the view; in their thick breath,
  Rank with gross diet, shall we be enclouded,
  And forc'd to drink their vapour.
  • Cleopatra, scene ii

• Shall they hoist me up
  And show me to the shouting varletry
  Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt
  Be gentle grave unto me! rather on Nilus' mud
  Lay me stark naked, and let the water-flies
  Blow me into abhorring!
  • Cleopatra, scene ii

• His delights
  Were dolphin-like; they show'd his back above
  The element they lived in.
  • Cleopatra, scene ii

• Finish, good lady; the bright day is done,
  And we are for the dark.
  • Iras, scene ii

• I wish you joy o' the worm.
  • Clown, scene ii

• I have
  Immortal longings in me.
  • Cleopatra, scene ii

• Come, thou mortal wretch,
  With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate
  Of life at once untie: poor venomous fool,
  Be angry, and dispatch. O, couldst thou speak,
  That I might hear thee call great Caesar Ass
  Unpolicied!
  • Cleopatra, scene ii

• I am fire and air; my other elements
  I give to baser life.
  • Cleopatra, scene ii

• Peace, peace!
  Dost thou not see my baby at my breast,
  That sucks the nurse asleep?
  • Cleopatra, scene ii

• She looks like sleep,
  As she would catch another Antony
  In her strong toil of grace.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene ii

• She shall be buried by her Antony:
  No grave upon the earth shall clip in it
  A pair so famous.
  • Octavius Caesar, scene ii