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CLEOPATRA'S INFINITE POWER IN PLEASING.
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety: Other women
Cloy th'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's riggish*.
THE UNSETTLED HUMOURS OF LOVERS.
Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS. Cleo. Give me some music; music, moody† food Of us that trade in love.
The music, ho!
Cleo. Let it alone; let us to billiards:
Char. My arm is sore, best play with Mardian. Cleo. As well a woman with an eunuch play'd, As with a woman:-Come, you'll play with me, sir? Mar. As well as I can, madam.
Cleo. And when good-will is show'd, though it come too short,
The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now:Give me mine angle, We'll to the river: there, My music playing far off, I will betray
Tawny-finn'd fishes; my bended hook shall pierce Their slimy jaws; and, as I draw them up,
I'll think them every one an Antony,
And say, Ah, ha! you're caught.
'Twas merry, when
You wager'd on your angling; when your diver
Did hang a salt-fish on his hook, which he
That time!O times!-
AMBITION JEALOUS OF A TOO SUCCESSFUL FRIEND.
O Silius, Silius,
I have done enough: a lower place, note well, May make too great an act: For learn this, Silius; Better leave undone, than by our deeds acquire Too high a fame, when him we serve's away.
WHAT OCTAVIA'S ENTRANCE SHOULD Have been.
The neighs of horse to tell of her approach,
With an augmented greeting.
+ Show, token.
Women are not,
In their best fortunes, strong; but want will
FORTUNE FORMS OUR JUDGMENTS.
I see men's judgments are
A parcel* of their fortunes: and things outward
Mine honesty, and J, begin to squaret. 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' the story.
WISDOM SUPERIOR TO FORTUNE.
Wisdom and fortune combating together,
VICIOUS PERSONS INFATUATED BY HEAVEN.
Good, my lord,
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,
* Are of a piece with them.
+ Close up.
FURY EXPELS FEAR.
Now he'll out-stare 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.
A MASTER TAKING LEAVE OF HIS SERVANTS.
Tend me to night;
May be, it is the period of your duty:
I look on you,
As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,
EARLY RISING THE WAY TO EMINENCE.
This morning, like the spirit of a youth That means to be of note, begins betimes.
ANTONY TO CLEOPATRA, AT HIS RETURN WITH VICTORY.
O thou day o'the world,
Chain mine arm'd neck; leap thou, attire and all, Through proof of harness§ to my heart, and there Ride on the pants triumphing.
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.
O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more: Fortune and Antony part here; even here
Do we shake hands. All come to this?-The hearts
The soul and body rivet not more in parting, Than greatness going off.
ANTONY'S REFLECTIONS ON HIS FADED GLORY.
A forked mountain, or blue promontory
And mock our eyes with air: Thou hast seen these
Ay, my lord. Ant. That, which is now a horse, even with a thought,
The rack dislimns; and makes it indistinct,
Discharge, as a sponge when squeezed discharges the
moisture it had imbibed.
The fleeting clouds.