What shall we do, Enobarbus?
What shall we do, Enobarbus?
What shall we do, Enobarbus?
what shall we do, enobarbus?
Think, and die.
Think, and die.
Think, and die.
think, and die.
Is Antony or we in fault for this?
Is Antony or we in fault for this?
Is Antony or we in fault for this?
is antony or we in fault for this?
Antony only, that would make his will
Lord of his reason. What though you fled
From that great face of war, whose several ranges
Frighted each other? Why should he follow?
The itch of his affection should not then
Have nicked his captainship, at such a point,
When half to half the world opposed, he being
The mered question. ’Twas a shame no less
Than was his loss, to course your flying flags
And leave his navy gazing.
Antony only, that would make his will Lord of his reason. What though you fled From that great face of war, whose several ranges Frighted each other? Why should he follow? The itch of his affection should not then Have nicked his captainship, at such a point, When half to half the world opposed, he ...
Antony only, that would make his will Lord of his reason. What though you fled From that great face of war, whose several ranges Frighted each other? Why should he follow? The itch of his affection should not then Have nicked his captainship, at such a point, When half to half the world opposed, he ...
antony only, that would make his will lord of his reason. what though you fled from that great face of war, whose several ranges frighted each other?
Prithee, peace.
Prithee, peace.
Prithee, peace.
prithee, peace.
Is that his answer?
Is that his answer?
Is that his answer?
is that his answer?
Ay, my lord.
Ay, my lord.
Ay, my lord.
ay, my lord.
The Queen shall then have courtesy, so she
Will yield us up.
The Queen shall then have courtesy, so she Will yield us up.
The Queen shall then have courtesy, so she Will yield us up.
the queen shall then have courtesy, so she will yield us up.
He says so.
He says so.
He says so.
he says so.
Let her know’t.—
To the boy Caesar send this grizzled head,
And he will fill thy wishes to the brim
With principalities.
Let her know’t.— To the boy Caesar send this grizzled head, And he will fill thy wishes to the brim With principalities.
Let her know’t.— To the boy Caesar send this grizzled head, And he will fill thy wishes to the brim With principalities.
let her know’t.— to the boy caesar send this grizzled head, and he will fill thy wishes to the brim with principalities.
That head, my lord?
That head, my lord?
That head, my lord?
that head, my lord?
To him again. Tell him he wears the rose
Of youth upon him, from which the world should note
Something particular: his coin, ships, legions,
May be a coward’s; whose ministers would prevail
Under the service of a child as soon
As i’ th’ command of Caesar. I dare him therefore
To lay his gay comparisons apart,
And answer me declined, sword against sword,
Ourselves alone. I’ll write it. Follow me.
To him again. Tell him he wears the rose Of youth upon him, from which the world should note Something particular: his coin, ships, legions, May be a coward’s; whose ministers would prevail Under the service of a child as soon As i’ th’ command of Caesar. I dare him therefore To lay his gay comparis...
To him again. Tell him he wears the rose Of youth upon him, from which the world should note Something particular: his coin, ships, legions, May be a coward’s; whose ministers would prevail Under the service of a child as soon As i’ th’ command of Caesar. I dare him therefore To lay his gay comparis...
to him again. tell him he wears the rose of youth upon him, from which the world should note something particular: his coin, ships, legions, may be a
Yes, like enough high-battled Caesar will
Unstate his happiness, and be staged to th’ 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 subdued
His judgment too.
Yes, like enough high-battled Caesar will Unstate his happiness, and be staged to th’ 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 Caesa...
Yes, like enough high-battled Caesar will Unstate his happiness, and be staged to th’ 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 Caesa...
yes, like enough high-battled caesar will unstate his happiness, and be staged to th’ show against a sworder! i see men’s judgments are a parcel of th
A messenger from Caesar.
A messenger from Caesar.
A messenger from Caesar.
a messenger from caesar.
What, no more ceremony? See, my women,
Against the blown rose may they stop their nose
That kneeled unto the buds. Admit him, sir.
What, no more ceremony? See, my women, Against the blown rose may they stop their nose That kneeled unto the buds. Admit him, sir.
What, no more ceremony? See, my women, Against the blown rose may they stop their nose That kneeled unto the buds. Admit him, sir.
what, no more ceremony? see, my women, against the blown rose may they stop their nose that kneeled unto the buds. admit him, sir.
The loyalty well held to fools does make
Our faith mere folly. Yet he that can endure
To follow with allegiance a fallen lord
Does conquer him that did his master conquer,
And earns a place i’ th’ story.
The loyalty well held to fools does make Our faith mere folly. Yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fallen lord Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i’ th’ story.
The loyalty well held to fools does make Our faith mere folly. Yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fallen lord Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i’ th’ story.
the loyalty well held to fools does make our faith mere folly. yet he that can endure to follow with allegiance a fallen lord does conquer him that di
Caesar’s will?
Caesar’s will?
Caesar’s will?
caesar’s will?
Hear it apart.
Hear it apart.
Hear it apart.
hear it apart.
None but friends. Say boldly.
None but friends. Say boldly.
None but friends. Say boldly.
none but friends. say boldly.
So haply are they friends to Antony.
So haply are they friends to Antony.
So haply are they friends to Antony.
so haply are they friends to antony.
He needs as many, sir, as Caesar has,
Or needs not us. If Caesar please, our master
Will leap to be his friend. For us, you know
Whose he is we are, and that is Caesar’s.
He needs as many, sir, as Caesar has, Or needs not us. If Caesar please, our master Will leap to be his friend. For us, you know Whose he is we are, and that is Caesar’s.
He needs as many, sir, as Caesar has, Or needs not us. If Caesar please, our master Will leap to be his friend. For us, you know Whose he is we are, and that is Caesar’s.
he needs as many, sir, as caesar has, or needs not us. if caesar please, our master will leap to be his friend. for us, you know whose he is we are, a
So.—
Thus then, thou most renowned: Caesar entreats
Not to consider in what case thou stand’st
Further than he is Caesar.
So.— Thus then, thou most renowned: Caesar entreats Not to consider in what case thou stand’st Further than he is Caesar.
So.— Thus then, thou most renowned: Caesar entreats Not to consider in what case thou stand’st Further than he is Caesar.
so.— thus then, thou most renowned: caesar entreats not to consider in what case thou stand’st further than he is caesar.
Go on; right royal.
Go on; right royal.
Go on; right royal.
go on; right royal.
Enobarbus ends this scene with one of the play's most significant exits: 'I will seek / Some way to leave him.' He has been the audience's representative throughout — the man who sees clearly, who measures the gap between Antony as he is and Antony as he could be. In this scene he watches: Antony whip Caesar's envoy, Antony attack Cleopatra with her sexual history, Antony turn on a sixpence from rage to love when she curses herself on his behalf, and Antony call for a party the night before a war he cannot win. And Enobarbus decides: reason loses this war. He will leave. The play immediately punishes him for this decision — more mercilessly than it punishes anyone except Antony and Cleopatra themselves.
He knows that you embrace not Antony
As you did love, but as you feared him.
He knows that you embrace not Antony As you did love, but as you feared him.
He knows that you embrace not Antony As you did love, but as you feared him.
he knows that you embrace not antony as you did love, but as you feared him.
O!
O!
O!
o!
The scars upon your honour, therefore, he
Does pity as constrained blemishes,
Not as deserved.
The scars upon your honour, therefore, he Does pity as constrained blemishes, Not as deserved.
The scars upon your honour, therefore, he Does pity as constrained blemishes, Not as deserved.
the scars upon your honour, therefore, he does pity as constrained blemishes, not as deserved.
He is a god and knows
What is most right. Mine honour was not yielded,
But conquered merely.
He is a god and knows What is most right. Mine honour was not yielded, But conquered merely.
He is a god and knows What is most right. Mine honour was not yielded, But conquered merely.
he is a god and knows what is most right. mine honour was not yielded, but conquered merely.
I will ask Antony. Sir, sir, thou art so leaky
That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for
Thy dearest quit thee.
I will ask Antony. Sir, sir, thou art so leaky That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for Thy dearest quit thee.
I will ask Antony. Sir, sir, thou art so leaky That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for Thy dearest quit thee.
i will ask antony. sir, sir, thou art so leaky that we must leave thee to thy sinking, for thy dearest quit thee.
Shall I say to Caesar
What you require of him? For he partly begs
To be desired to give. It much would please him
That of his fortunes you should make a staff
To lean upon. But it would warm his spirits
To hear from me you had left Antony,
And put yourself under his shroud,
The universal landlord.
Shall I say to Caesar What you require of him? For he partly begs To be desired to give. It much would please him That of his fortunes you should make a staff To lean upon. But it would warm his spirits To hear from me you had left Antony, And put yourself under his shroud, The universal landlord.
Shall I say to Caesar What you require of him? For he partly begs To be desired to give. It much would please him That of his fortunes you should make a staff To lean upon. But it would warm his spirits To hear from me you had left Antony, And put yourself under his shroud, The universal landlord.
shall i say to caesar what you require of him? for he partly begs to be desired to give. it much would please him that of his fortunes you should make
What’s your name?
What’s your name?
What’s your name?
what’s your name?
My name is Thidias.
My name is Thidias.
My name is Thidias.
my name is thidias.
Most kind messenger,
Say to great Caesar this in deputation:
I kiss his conqu’ring hand. Tell him I am prompt
To lay my crown at’s feet, and there to kneel.
Tell him, from his all-obeying breath I hear
The doom of Egypt.
Most kind messenger, Say to great Caesar this in deputation: I kiss his conqu’ring hand. Tell him I am prompt To lay my crown at’s feet, and there to kneel. Tell him, from his all-obeying breath I hear The doom of Egypt.
Most kind messenger, Say to great Caesar this in deputation: I kiss his conqu’ring hand. Tell him I am prompt To lay my crown at’s feet, and there to kneel. Tell him, from his all-obeying breath I hear The doom of Egypt.
most kind messenger, say to great caesar this in deputation: i kiss his conqu’ring hand. tell him i am prompt to lay my crown at’s feet, and there to
’Tis your noblest course.
Wisdom and fortune combating together,
If that the former dare but what it can,
No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay
My duty on your hand.
’Tis your noblest course. Wisdom and fortune combating together, If that the former dare but what it can, No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay My duty on your hand.
’Tis your noblest course. Wisdom and fortune combating together, If that the former dare but what it can, No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay My duty on your hand.
’tis your noblest course. wisdom and fortune combating together, if that the former dare but what it can, no chance may shake it. give me grace to lay
Your Caesar’s father oft,
When he hath mused of taking kingdoms in,
Bestowed his lips on that unworthy place
As it rained kisses.
Your Caesar’s father oft, When he hath mused of taking kingdoms in, Bestowed his lips on that unworthy place As it rained kisses.
Your Caesar’s father oft, When he hath mused of taking kingdoms in, Bestowed his lips on that unworthy place As it rained kisses.
your caesar’s father oft, when he hath mused of taking kingdoms in, bestowed his lips on that unworthy place as it rained kisses.
Favours, by Jove that thunders!
What art thou, fellow?
Favours, by Jove that thunders! What art thou, fellow?
Favours, by Jove that thunders! What art thou, fellow?
favours, by jove that thunders! what art thou, fellow?
One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man and worthiest
To have command obeyed.
One that but performs The bidding of the fullest man and worthiest To have command obeyed.
One that but performs The bidding of the fullest man and worthiest To have command obeyed.
one that but performs the bidding of the fullest man and worthiest to have command obeyed.
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.
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.
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.
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
’Tis better playing with a lion’s whelp
Than with an old one dying.
’Tis better playing with a lion’s whelp Than with an old one dying.
’Tis better playing with a lion’s whelp Than with an old one dying.
’tis better playing with a lion’s whelp than with an old one dying.
Moon and stars!
Whip him. Were’t twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here—what’s her name
Since she was Cleopatra? Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face
And whine aloud for mercy. Take him hence.
Moon and stars! Whip him. Were’t twenty of the greatest tributaries That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them So saucy with the hand of she here—what’s her name Since she was Cleopatra? Whip him, fellows, Till like a boy you see him cringe his face And whine aloud for mercy. Take him hence.
Moon and stars! Whip him. Were’t twenty of the greatest tributaries That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them So saucy with the hand of she here—what’s her name Since she was Cleopatra? Whip him, fellows, Till like a boy you see him cringe his face And whine aloud for mercy. Take him hence.
moon and stars! whip him. were’t twenty of the greatest tributaries that do acknowledge caesar, should i find them so saucy with the hand of she here—
Mark Antony—
Mark Antony—
Mark Antony—
mark antony—
Tug him away. Being whipp’d,
Bring him again. This jack of Caesar’s shall
Bear us an errand to him.
Tug him away. Being whipp’d, Bring him again. This jack of Caesar’s shall Bear us an errand to him.
Tug him away. Being whipp’d, Bring him again. This jack of Caesar’s shall Bear us an errand to him.
tug him away. being whipp’d, bring him again. this jack of caesar’s shall bear us an errand to him.
When Antony asks if she is cold toward him, Cleopatra responds with perhaps the most extreme self-curse in Shakespeare: let her heart breed hail that kills her, kills Caesarion, kills all of Egypt, and leaves the dead unburied for flies. It is structurally similar to a contract — the penalty clause of a love oath. What makes it strange and moving is that it is not offered as a proof of love that cannot be doubted. It is offered as a logical wager: if I am cold to you, then let this happen. Antony accepts it. The audience is left wondering whether Cleopatra meant it fully, meant it as performance, or both simultaneously — and the play seems to argue that those three possibilities are not as distinct as they might appear.
Good my lord—
Good my lord—
Good my lord—
good my lord—
You have been a boggler ever.
But when we in our viciousness grow hard—
O misery on’t!—the wise gods seal our eyes,
In our own filth drop our clear judgments, make us
Adore our errors, laugh at’s while we strut
To our confusion.
You have been a boggler ever. But when we in our viciousness grow hard— O misery on’t!—the wise gods seal our eyes, In our own filth drop our clear judgments, make us Adore our errors, laugh at’s while we strut To our confusion.
You have been a boggler ever. But when we in our viciousness grow hard— O misery on’t!—the wise gods seal our eyes, In our own filth drop our clear judgments, make us Adore our errors, laugh at’s while we strut To our confusion.
you have been a boggler ever. but when we in our viciousness grow hard— o misery on’t!—the wise gods seal our eyes, in our own filth drop our clear ju
O, is’t come to this?
O, is’t come to this?
O, is’t come to this?
o, is’t come to this?
I found you as a morsel cold upon
Dead Caesar’s trencher; nay, you were a fragment
Of Gneius Pompey’s, besides what hotter hours,
Unregistered in vulgar fame, you have
Luxuriously pick’d out. For I am sure,
Though you can guess what temperance should be,
You know not what it is.
I found you as a morsel cold upon Dead Caesar’s trencher; nay, you were a fragment Of Gneius Pompey’s, besides what hotter hours, Unregistered in vulgar fame, you have Luxuriously pick’d out. For I am sure, Though you can guess what temperance should be, You know not what it is.
I found you as a morsel cold upon Dead Caesar’s trencher; nay, you were a fragment Of Gneius Pompey’s, besides what hotter hours, Unregistered in vulgar fame, you have Luxuriously pick’d out. For I am sure, Though you can guess what temperance should be, You know not what it is.
i found you as a morsel cold upon dead caesar’s trencher; nay, you were a fragment of gneius pompey’s, besides what hotter hours, unregistered in vulg
Wherefore is this?
Wherefore is this?
Wherefore is this?
wherefore is this?
To let a fellow that will take rewards
And say “God quit you!” be familiar with
My playfellow, your hand, this kingly seal
And plighter of high hearts! O that I were
Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar
The horned herd! For I have savage cause,
And to proclaim it civilly were like
A haltered neck which does the hangman thank
For being yare about him.
To let a fellow that will take rewards And say “God quit you!” be familiar with My playfellow, your hand, this kingly seal And plighter of high hearts! O that I were Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar The horned herd! For I have savage cause, And to proclaim it civilly were like A haltered neck whic...
To let a fellow that will take rewards And say “God quit you!” be familiar with My playfellow, your hand, this kingly seal And plighter of high hearts! O that I were Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar The horned herd! For I have savage cause, And to proclaim it civilly were like A haltered neck whic...
to let a fellow that will take rewards and say “god quit you!” be familiar with my playfellow, your hand, this kingly seal and plighter of high hearts
Cried he? And begged he pardon?
Cried he? And begged he pardon?
Cried he? And begged he pardon?
cried he? and begged he pardon?
He did ask favour.
He did ask favour.
He did ask favour.
he did ask favour.
If that thy father live, let him repent
Thou wast not made his daughter; and be thou sorry
To follow Caesar in his triumph, since
Thou hast been whipped for following him. Henceforth
The white hand of a lady fever thee;
Shake thou to look on’t. 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,
And at this time most easy ’tis to do’t,
When my good stars that were my former guides
Have empty left their orbs and shot their fires
Into th’ abysm of hell. If he mislike
My speech and what is done, tell him he has
Hipparchus, my enfranched bondman, whom
He may at pleasure whip, or hang, or torture,
As he shall like, to quit me. Urge it thou.
Hence with thy stripes, be gone.
If that thy father live, let him repent Thou wast not made his daughter; and be thou sorry To follow Caesar in his triumph, since Thou hast been whipped for following him. Henceforth The white hand of a lady fever thee; Shake thou to look on’t. Get thee back to Caesar; Tell him thy entertainment. Lo...
If that thy father live, let him repent Thou wast not made his daughter; and be thou sorry To follow Caesar in his triumph, since Thou hast been whipped for following him. Henceforth The white hand of a lady fever thee; Shake thou to look on’t. Get thee back to Caesar; Tell him thy entertainment. Lo...
if that thy father live, let him repent thou wast not made his daughter; and be thou sorry to follow caesar in his triumph, since thou hast been whipp
Have you done yet?
Have you done yet?
Have you done yet?
have you done yet?
Alack, our terrene moon is now eclipsed,
And it portends alone the fall of Antony.
Alack, our terrene moon is now eclipsed, And it portends alone the fall of Antony.
Alack, our terrene moon is now eclipsed, And it portends alone the fall of Antony.
alack, our terrene moon is now eclipsed, and it portends alone the fall of antony.
I must stay his time.
I must stay his time.
I must stay his time.
i must stay his time.
To flatter Caesar, would you mingle eyes
With one that ties his points?
To flatter Caesar, would you mingle eyes With one that ties his points?
To flatter Caesar, would you mingle eyes With one that ties his points?
to flatter caesar, would you mingle eyes with one that ties his points?
Not know me yet?
Not know me yet?
Not know me yet?
not know me yet?
Cold-hearted toward me?
Cold-hearted toward me?
Cold-hearted toward me?
cold-hearted toward me?
Ah, dear, if I be so,
From my cold heart let heaven engender hail
And poison it in the source, and the first stone
Drop in my neck; as it determines, so
Dissolve my life! The next Caesarion smite,
Till, by degrees the memory of my womb,
Together with my brave Egyptians all,
By the discandying of this pelleted storm,
Lie graveless, till the flies and gnats of Nile
Have buried them for prey!
Ah, dear, if I be so, From my cold heart let heaven engender hail And poison it in the source, and the first stone Drop in my neck; as it determines, so Dissolve my life! The next Caesarion smite, Till, by degrees the memory of my womb, Together with my brave Egyptians all, By the discandying of thi...
Ah, dear, if I be so, From my cold heart let heaven engender hail And poison it in the source, and the first stone Drop in my neck; as it determines, so Dissolve my life! The next Caesarion smite, Till, by degrees the memory of my womb, Together with my brave Egyptians all, By the discandying of thi...
ah, dear, if i be so, from my cold heart let heaven engender hail and poison it in the source, and the first stone drop in my neck; as it determines,
I am satisfied.
Caesar sits down in Alexandria, where
I will oppose his fate. Our force by land
Hath nobly held; our severed navy too
Have knit again, and fleet, threat’ning most sea-like.
Where hast thou been, my heart? Dost thou hear, lady?
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 chronicle.
There’s hope in’t yet.
I am satisfied. Caesar sits down in Alexandria, where I will oppose his fate. Our force by land Hath nobly held; our severed navy too Have knit again, and fleet, threat’ning most sea-like. Where hast thou been, my heart? Dost thou hear, lady? If from the field I shall return once more To kiss these ...
I am satisfied. Caesar sits down in Alexandria, where I will oppose his fate. Our force by land Hath nobly held; our severed navy too Have knit again, and fleet, threat’ning most sea-like. Where hast thou been, my heart? Dost thou hear, lady? If from the field I shall return once more To kiss these ...
i am satisfied. caesar sits down in alexandria, where i will oppose his fate. our force by land hath nobly held; our severed navy too have knit again,
That’s my brave lord!
That’s my brave lord!
That’s my brave lord!
that’s my brave lord!
I will be treble-sinewed, hearted, breathed,
And fight maliciously. For when mine hours
Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives
Of me for jests. But now I’ll set my teeth
And send to darkness all that stop me. Come,
Let’s have one other gaudy night. Call to me
All my sad captains. Fill our bowls once more
Let’s mock the midnight bell.
I will be treble-sinewed, hearted, breathed, And fight maliciously. For when mine hours Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives Of me for jests. But now I’ll set my teeth And send to darkness all that stop me. Come, Let’s have one other gaudy night. Call to me All my sad captains. Fill our bowls o...
I will be treble-sinewed, hearted, breathed, And fight maliciously. For when mine hours Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives Of me for jests. But now I’ll set my teeth And send to darkness all that stop me. Come, Let’s have one other gaudy night. Call to me All my sad captains. Fill our bowls o...
i will be treble-sinewed, hearted, breathed, and fight maliciously. for when mine hours were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives of me for jests. but
It is my birthday.
I had thought t’have held it poor, but since my lord
Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra.
It is my birthday. I had thought t’have held it poor, but since my lord Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra.
It is my birthday. I had thought t’have held it poor, but since my lord Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra.
it is my birthday. i had thought t’have held it poor, but since my lord is antony again, i will be cleopatra.
We will yet do well.
We will yet do well.
We will yet do well.
we will yet do well.
Call all his noble captains to my lord.
Call all his noble captains to my lord.
Call all his noble captains to my lord.
call all his noble captains to my lord.
Do so; we’ll speak to them; and tonight I’ll force
The wine peep through their scars. Come on, my queen,
There’s sap in’t yet. The next time I do fight
I’ll make Death love me, for I will contend
Even with his pestilent scythe.
Do so; we’ll speak to them; and tonight I’ll force The wine peep through their scars. Come on, my queen, There’s sap in’t yet. The next time I do fight I’ll make Death love me, for I will contend Even with his pestilent scythe.
Do so; we’ll speak to them; and tonight I’ll force The wine peep through their scars. Come on, my queen, There’s sap in’t yet. The next time I do fight I’ll make Death love me, for I will contend Even with his pestilent scythe.
do so; we’ll speak to them; and tonight i’ll force the wine peep through their scars. come on, my queen, there’s sap in’t yet. the next time i do figh
Now he’ll outstare the lightning. To be furious
Is to be frighted out of fear, and in that mood
The dove will peck the estridge; and I see still
A diminution in our captain’s brain
Restores his heart. When valour preys on reason,
It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek
Some way to leave him.
Now he’ll outstare the lightning. To be furious Is to be frighted out of fear, and in that mood The dove will peck the estridge; and I see still A diminution in our captain’s brain Restores his heart. When valour preys on reason, It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek Some way to leave him.
Now he’ll outstare the lightning. To be furious Is to be frighted out of fear, and in that mood The dove will peck the estridge; and I see still A diminution in our captain’s brain Restores his heart. When valour preys on reason, It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek Some way to leave him.
now he’ll outstare the lightning. to be furious is to be frighted out of fear, and in that mood the dove will peck the estridge; and i see still a dim
The Reckoning
The longest scene in Act 3 is a tempest that moves through multiple emotional weather systems: Enobarbus's brutal private verdict on Antony, Cleopatra's dangerous diplomatic flirtation with Caesar's agent, Antony's explosion of jealousy and humiliated rage, his attack on Cleopatra with her full sexual history, Cleopatra's magnificent oath of self-cursing in her own defense, their reconciliation over wine and a last night of glory, and Enobarbus — watching all of it — finally deciding to leave. The scene ends with Antony burning bright and Enobarbus walking out.
If this happened today…
A disgraced CEO comes back to the office after a catastrophic public failure. He finds his assistant having a friendly meeting with a consultant sent by the competitor who just crushed them. He explodes, humiliates the consultant, and then turns on his assistant with every unflattering thing he's ever thought about her past. She calls down a curse on herself if any of it's true. He believes her. He orders champagne. 'One more night,' he says. 'One more fight.' She says: 'Then I'm Cleopatra again.' They go in. His most loyal deputy watches this from the hallway. He calls a headhunter.