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Antony and Cleopatra
[I, 4] |
Octavius |
485 |
Antony,
Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once
Wast beaten from Modena, where thou slew'st
Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel
Did famine follow; whom thou fought'st against,
Though daintily brought up, with patience more
Than savages could suffer: thou didst drink
The stale of horses, and the gilded puddle
Which beasts would cough at: thy palate then did deign
The roughest berry on the rudest hedge;
Yea, like the stag, when snow the pasture sheets,
The barks of trees thou browsed'st; on the Alps
It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh,
Which some did die to look on: and all this—
It wounds thine honour that I speak it now—
Was borne so like a soldier, that thy cheek
So much as lank'd not.
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2 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Antony |
870 |
I did not think to draw my sword 'gainst Pompey;
For he hath laid strange courtesies and great
Of late upon me: I must thank him only,
Lest my remembrance suffer ill report;
At heel of that, defy him.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 2] |
Domitius Enobarus |
931 |
Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides,
So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes,
And made their bends adornings: at the helm
A seeming mermaid steers: the silken tackle
Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands,
That yarely frame the office. From the barge
A strange invisible perfume hits the sense
Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast
Her people out upon her; and Antony,
Enthroned i' the market-place, did sit alone,
Whistling to the air; which, but for vacancy,
Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too,
And made a gap in nature.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
Lepidus |
1400 |
You've strange serpents there.
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5 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 7] |
Lepidus |
1427 |
'Tis a strange serpent.
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6 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 5] |
Eros |
1796 |
There's strange news come, sir.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 7] |
Antony |
1963 |
Is it not strange, Canidius,
That from Tarentum and Brundusium
He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea,
And take in Toryne? You have heard on't, sweet?
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Antony and Cleopatra
[III, 7] |
Antony |
2007 |
Can he be there in person? 'tis impossible;
Strange that power should be. Canidius,
Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by land,
And our twelve thousand horse. We'll to our ship:
Away, my Thetis!
[Enter a Soldier]
How now, worthy soldier?
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Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 3] |
Second Soldier |
2579 |
It will determine one way: fare you well.
Heard you of nothing strange about the streets?
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Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 3] |
First Soldier |
2611 |
Ay; is't not strange?
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11 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 3] |
All |
2615 |
Content. 'Tis strange.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[IV, 15] |
Cleopatra |
3165 |
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
As that which makes it.
[Enter, below, DIOMEDES]
How now! is he dead?
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13 |
Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 1] |
Agrippa |
3313 |
And strange it is,
That nature must compel us to lament
Our most persisted deeds.
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Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 2] |
Cleopatra |
3505 |
You lie, up to the hearing of the gods.
But, if there be, or ever were, one such,
It's past the size of dreaming: nature wants stuff
To vie strange forms with fancy; yet, to imagine
And Antony, were nature's piece 'gainst fancy,
Condemning shadows quite.
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