Plays

⊕    A Christian turned Turk
⊕    A Game at Chess: A Later Form
⊕    A Mad World, My Masters
⊕    A Maidenhead Well Lost
⊕    A Midsummer Night's Dream
⊕    A Yorkshire Tragedy
⊕    Aglaura
⊕    Albumazar: A Comedy
⊕    All Fools
⊕    All's Well that Ends Well
⊕    Antonio and Mellida
⊕    Antonio's Revenge
⊕    Antony and Cleopatra
⊕    As You Like It
⊕    Bartholomew Fair
⊕    Bird in a Cage
⊕    Brennoralt
⊕    Bussy d'Ambois
⊕    Caesar and Pompey
⊕    Campaspe
⊕    Catiline
⊕    Cleopatra
⊕    Comus
⊕    Contention for Honour and Riches
⊕    Coriolanus
⊕    Cymbeline
⊕    Cynthia's Revels
⊕    Dutch Courtesan
⊕    Epicoene
⊕    Every Man in his Humour
⊕    Every Man out of his Humour
⊕    Hamlet
⊕    Henry IV, part 1
⊕    Henry IV, part 2
⊕    Henry V (Q1)
⊕    Henry VI, part 1
⊕    Henry VI, part 2
⊕    Henry VI, part 3
⊕    Henry VIII
⊕    Hyde Park
⊕    Hymen's Triumph
⊕    Jack Drum's Entertainment
⊕    Julius Caesar
⊕    King John
⊕    King Lear
⊕    Locrine
⊕    Love In its Ecstasy: Or, the large Prerogative
⊕    Love Tricks, or The School of Compliments
⊕    Love's Labour's Lost
⊕    Loves Metamorphosis
⊕    Macbeth
⊕    Measure for Measure
⊕    Merry Wives of Windsor
⊕    Much Ado About Nothing
⊕    Mustapha
⊕    not in source
⊕    Othello
⊕    Pericles
⊕    Philaster
⊕    Philotas
⊕    Poetaster
⊕    Richard II
⊕    Richard III
⊕    Romeo and Juliet
⊕    Satiro-mastix: or, The Untrussing of the humorous poet
⊕    Sejanus His Fall
⊕    Sir Giles Goosecap
⊕    Sophonisba
⊕    Taming of the Shrew
⊕    The Atheist's Tragedy
⊕    The Blind Beggar of Alexandria
⊕    The Bondman
⊕    The Case is Altered
⊕    The Changes, or Love in a Maze
⊕    The Comedy of Errors
⊕    The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron
⊕    The Custom of the Country
⊕    The Devil's Law Case
⊕    The Elder Brother
⊕    The Fancies, Chaste and Noble
⊕    The Fawn
⊕    The Goblins
⊕    The Golden Age
⊕    The Grateful Servant
⊕    The Great Duke of Florence
⊕    The Gypsies Metamorphosed
⊕    The Honest Whore, Part I
⊕    The Insatiate Countess
⊕    The Lady of May
⊕    The Little French Lawyer
⊕    The Mad Lover
⊕    The Maid of Honour
⊕    The Malcontent
⊕    The Martyred Souldier
⊕    The Merchant of Venice
⊕    The Miseries of Inforc't Marriage
⊕    The Nice Valour
⊕    The Phoenix
⊕    The Puritan Widow
⊕    The Raging Turk
⊕    The Rival Friends
⊕    The Royal Master
⊕    The Royal Slave
⊕    The Sophy
⊕    The Spanish Curate
⊕    The Staple of News
⊕    The Tempest
⊕    The Tragedy of Nero
⊕    The Traitor
⊕    The Valiant Scot
⊕    The Virgin Widow
⊕    The Wedding
⊕    The White Devil
⊕    The Widow
⊕    The Wonder of a Kingdom
⊕    Timon of Athens
⊕    Titus Andronicus
⊕    Troilus and Cressida
⊕    Twelfth Night
⊕    Two Gentlemen of Verona
⊕    Volpone
⊕    What You Will
⊕    Winter's Tale

Antony and Cleopatra - Results found: 127

Love, & her soft Hours
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN56), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 90
 
Love, & it's soft Hours
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN56), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
His great Heart in ye Heat of Fight hath burst
the Buckles on his Breast
By Philo, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN11-12), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
(to a Soothsayer.
Is’t you, Sr, yt know things?
By Charmian, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN87), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
(1. paint old
You shall be far fairer yn you are
By Soothsayer, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN96), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
most sweet, most dear, most-any- thḡ Alexas
By Charmian, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN80), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
- would marry 3 KK. in a forenoon, & widow ȳ all___
By Charmian, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN105-107), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
unkindness is mortal to her: If you speak of De= parture, Death is ye Word.
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN233-234), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
– Catchḡ but ye least
noise of it, she dies instantly. I have seen her die 20
times upō far poorer momt.
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN239-241), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
–Her Winds, & Waters
her sighs, & tears, are greater Storms, & Tempests, yn
Almanacks can report.
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN246-248), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
All ye Gods go wth you. upō your Sword sit Laureld Victory,
& smooth success be strew’d before y or feet
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN420-422), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
Cleopatra ye serpent of old Nile, so Antonio cald her A Negro, black wth Phebus amorous pinches A morsel for a monarch, his Eyes grew anchor'd in her brow So died with looking on his lif
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN551-561), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
He shines on those, yt make their Looks by his
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN586-587), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
Worthy Mecenas, half ye Heart of Cesar
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN883), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
I'll showr Gold, & hail rich pearls upon thee.
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1079-1080), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
 
Thou shalt be whipt wth wire, & stewd in Brine,
smarting in lingring pickle.
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1108-1110), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
--till ye conqu Wine had steept yr Senses in
soft, & delicate Lethe--
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1457-1458), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
--She here. what's her Name, since she was Cleopatra.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2272-2273), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
I
found her as a morsel cold upō dead Cesar's tren= =cher; nay a fragment of Pompey's: besides wt hotter
hours unregistered in vulgar Fame she hath lux= uriously pickt out.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2293-2297), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
-- now lets a mean fellow
be familiar wth my play fellow her hand.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2301-2303), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
Scant ō your cups.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2438), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
Lets drown consideration,
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2465), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
And
burn this Night wth Torches
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2460-2462), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
They flie.
Let's score yr backs, And snatch them up, as we
take hares, behind. 'Tis sport to maul a Runner
By Scarus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2640-2642), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
Triple- turnd whore,
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2769), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
fals soul of Egypt.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2781), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
Spot of all thy sex.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2793-2794), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
like a right
Gypsie, plaist al fast, & loose
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2784-2785), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
I'll be a Bridegroom in my Death, & run into't, As
to a Lover's bed.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2941-2943), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
Tidings to wash ye Eys of Kings.
By Octavious Caesar, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3141-3142), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 92
 
Of Love in a Souldier
Nay, but this dotage of our General Oreflows the measure those his goodly eyes. That ore the files and musters of ye War Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn The Office and Devotion of their View Upon a Tawny Front: And he's become ye Bellows and ye Fan To cool a Gypsies Lust. —
By Philo, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN4-14), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 26v
 
There’s Beggary in ye Love that can be reckon’d
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN22), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 26v
 
Of Anthony, blushing upon the message from Rome
As I am Ægypts Queen Thou blushest Antony: and that blood of Thine Is Caesar's Homager—
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN40-42), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 26v
 
Of Love
The Nobleness of Life Is to do thus:
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN47-48), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 26v
 
Now, for ye love of love and her soft hours, Lets not confound ye Time with Conference harsh There's not a minute of our lives should stretch Without some pleasure —
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN56-59), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 26v
 
Of bad news
Of Truth
The Nature of bad news infects ye Teller.
By Messenger, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN182-186), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
Rail thou in Fulvia's phrase and taunt my faults With such full licence as both Truth and Malice Have power to utter.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN197-199), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
Inconstancy of Humane of Nature --
What our Contempts do often hurl from us We wish it ours again. The present pleasure By revolution lowring does become ye The Opposite of itself --
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN220-223), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
Of Popular Favour
----Sextus Pompeius Hath giv'n the Dare to Caesar and commands The Empire of ye Sea. Our Slippery People Whose Love is never link'd to ye Deserver: Till his Deserts be past &c
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN283-287), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
Of amorous cunning
If you find him sad Say I am dancing: if in mirth report That I am sudein sick—
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN303-305), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
Of Faction
Equality of two Domestick Powers Breed scrupulous faction: The hated, grown to strength Are newly grown to Love __
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN359-361), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
Of Anthonys Effeminacy
--He fishes drinks and wasts The Lamps of night in Revels: is not more manlike Than Cleopatra nor ye Queen of Ptolemy More Womanly than He
By Octavious Caesar, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN433-436), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
— faults Hereditary, Rather than purchas't; what he cannot change, Than what he chooses__
By Lepidus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN444-445), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
His untimely Negligence
—If he filld His vacancy with his Voluptuousness, Full surfeits, and ye driness of his bones Call on him for it. But to confound such Time That drums him from his sport and speaks as loud As his own state, as ours, tis to be chid: As we rate Boys, who being mature in knowledge Pawn their Experience to their present pleasure And so rebel to Judgment ---
By Octavious Caesar, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN455-463), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
Of Popular Favour
It hath been taught us from ye Primal state, That He wc is, was wish'd until he were And ye ebbd man, ne're lov’d till ne're worth love Comes fear'd by being lack'd ----
By Octavious Caesar, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN474-478), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
When thou once Wert beaten from Modena: where thou slew'st
By Octavious Caesar, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN492-493), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 27
 
Of Anthony, Military hardiness
Of Anthony, Military hardiness
Hirtius and Pansa Consuls. At thy heel Did famine follow whom thou foughtst against ( Tho daintily brought up) with patience more Than Savages could suffer. Thou didsdt disdst drink The Stale of Horses, and the gilded Puddle Yea li Yea like the stag when snow the Pasture sheets wc beasts would cough at -- yon the Alpes The bark of trees thou browsedst -- It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh, Which some did die to look on: Was born so like a souldier, that thy Cheek So much as lankd not.
By Octavious Caesar, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN494-507), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 28
 
Cleopatra in ye absence of Anthony
O Charmian, Where thinkst thou he is Now? Stands he, or sits he Or does he walk? or is he on his horse
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN545-546), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 28
 
Th Think on me That am with Phoebus amorous pinchings black And wrinkled deep in Time. Broad-fronted Caesar When thou wast here above ye ground I was A Morsel for a Monarch - and great Pompey Would stand and make his eyes grow in my Brow
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN555-559), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 28
 
Anthony’s present to Cleopatra
Good friend quoth he Say the Firm Roman to great Æ sends This Treasure of an Oyster; at whose foot To mend the petty present, I will piece Her opulent Throne with Kingdoms: All ye East Say Thou shall call her Mistress
By Alexas, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN572-577), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 28
 
a fine construction of Anthonys humour—
--O well-divided disposition Note him Note him good Charmian tis ye Man: but Note him He was not sad; for he would shine on those That make their looks by his. He was not merry, Which seem'd to tell th’em his remembrance lay In Æ with his Joy, but between both. Oh heavenly Mingle! Be'est thou Sad or Merry. The Violence of either Thee becomes, So does it no man else. -----
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN584-592), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 28
 
Youth
My sallad Days When I was green in judgment cold in blood
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN608-609), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 28
 
The Spirit of ye Triumvirate
Mark Anthony In Æ sits at dinner and will make No wars without doors. Cesar gets money where He loses hearts: Lepidus flatters both Of both is flatter'd: but he neither loves Nor Either cares for him —
By Pompey, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN630-634), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 28
 
Of Love & Luxury
– all ye Charms of Love Salt Cleopatra soften thy wand Lip Let witchcraft joyn with beauty, Lust with both Tye up the Libertine in a feild of feasts Keep is brain fuming: Epicurean Cooks Sharpen with cloyless sawce his Appetite That sleep and, feeding may prorogue his humour Even till a Lethied Dulness—
By Pompey, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN640-647), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 29
 
Menas, I did not think: This amorous surfetter would have donn’d his Helm For such a petty Warr
By Pompey, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN655-667), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 29
 
Of Debating Differences
-- Tis not a time for private stomacking ---
By Lepidus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN688), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 29
 
What pr Whats amiss, May it be gently heard: when we debate Our trivial difference lowd, we do commit · Murther in healing wounds-- Touch you the sourest points with sweetest Terms. Nor curstness grow to the matter.
By Lepidus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN703-709), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 29
 
/ I wrote to you when rioting in Alexandria you Did pocket up my Letters: and with Taunts Did gibe my missive out of Audience
By Octavious Caesar, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN763-765), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 29
 
a fine excuse condescension
Sr He fell upon me ere admitted then Three kings I had newly feasted and did want Of what I was i' th' morning: but next day I told him of my self, wc was as much as to As to have ask'd him pardon: Let this Fellow Be nothing of our Strife, if we contend Out of our question wipe him---
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN766-772), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 29
 
Unreasonable bluntness silenced
Thou art a soldier only: speak no more.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN802-807), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 29
 
Honour to an Enemy
I did not think to draw my sword against Pompey For he hath laid strange curtesies and great Of late upon me: I must thank him onely, Lest any remembrance suffer ill report At heel of that defie him
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN857-861), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 29
 
Of Drunkenness
We slept day out of Countenance, and made The night light with Drinking. –
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN888-889), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 29
 
Of an Agreeable Woman
Oh Never Never Age cannot wither her, nor custom steal Her infinite Variety: other women cloy The Appetites they feed: but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies—
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN950-954), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30
 
modest self accusation
My Octavia Read not my blemishes in Sr Worlds Report I have not kept my Square, but that to come Shall all be done by th’Rule ---
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN968-971), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30
 
Of one mans superior fortune to another
Thy Dæmon (that's thy spirit wc keeps thee) is Noble Couragious, high unmatchable Where Caesar's is not –
By Soothsayer, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN984-986), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30
 
If thou dost play with him at any game Thou’rt sure to loose: and of that natural luck He beats thee gainst the oddes. Thy Lustre thickens When he shines by: I say again thy spirit Is all afraid to govern thee near him: But he is always Noble –
By Soothsayer, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN991-996), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30
 
The power of women over their Lovers
I laught him out of patience: and that night I laugh't him into Patience; and next morn Ere ye ninth hour I drunk him to his bed: Then put my Tires and mantles on him, whilst I wore his sword Philippan---
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1047-1051), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30
 
Of Anthonys marriage –
-- Octavia is of a holy cold and still conversation.
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1318-1327), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30v
 
Of Drunkenness
Come, let's all take hands Till that ye conquering wine hath steept our sense In soft and delicate Lethe—
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1456-1458), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30v
 
Make battery to our ears with ye Loud Musick
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1460), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30v
 
Come thou Monarch of the Vine, Plumpie Bacchus with pink eyne In thy Fatts our cares be drown'd With thy grapes our hairs be crownd Cup us, till ye world go round /
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1466-1471), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30v
 
You see we have burnt our cheek ---
By Octavious Caesar, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1476), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30v
 
Learn this Silius Better to leave undone, than by our Deed Acquire too high a fame when He we serve's away Caesar and Anthony have ever won
By Ventidius, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1510-1513), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 30v
 
Too great as too hasty merit military merit in the absence of the General --
More in their Officer than person. Sossius One of my Place in Syria his Lieutenant For quick accumulation of Renown Which he atchiev’d by th’ minute lost his favour Who does i' th’ wars more than his Captain can Becomes his Captains Captain: and Ambition (The Soldiers vertue ) rather makes choice of loss Than gain wc darkens him. I could do more to do Antonius good But twould offend him: and in his Offence Should my performance perish ---
By Ventidius, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1514-1524), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Ile humbly signifie what in his name That magical word of War we have effected How with his Banners and his well paid ranks The nere-yet beaten horse of Parthia We have jaded out of th o' the Feild ---
By Ventidius, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1528-1532), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
'Tis a noble Lepidus –
By Agrippa, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1545-1546), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Dispatch
Celerity is never more admired t Than by the Negligent—
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN1887-1888), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Anthonys Shame and generosity after ye battle
I have fled myself, and have instructed Cowards To run and shew their shoulders. Freinds be gone My Treasures in ye Harbour, take it: Oh I followd that I blush to look upon –
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2031-2036), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
--you shall Have letters from me to some freinds, that will Sweep your way for you. Pray you look not sad. Nor make replies of loathness, take the hint wc my despair proclaims –
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2039-2042), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
I will possess you of my ship of Treasure
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2045), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
--Now I must To ye young men send humble Treaties, dodge And palter in the shifts of lowness, who With half the bulk o’ th’ world plaid as I pleasd Making and marring fortunes:
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2091-2095), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Fall not a Tear I say: one of em rates All that is won and lost: Give me a kiss Even this repays_
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2100-2102), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Love I am full of Lead: some Wine Within there and our Viands: Fortunes knows We scorn her most when most she offers blows.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2104-2106), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
The Itch of his affections should not then Have nick’d his Captainship.
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2160-2161), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Upon Anthony talkin challenging Caesar to single combat--
Yes like enough. high battl’d Caesar will Unstate hishappiness and bee stag’d to th’shew Against a sworder: I see mens Judgments are A Parcel of their fortunes, and things outward Do draw ye inward qualitie 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 ---
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2185-2193), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Of loyalty to the unhappy
The Loyalty well held to Fools does make Our Faith meer Folly—
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2200-2201), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
When we in our viciousness grow hard
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2287), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
—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---
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2288-2291), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Cleopatra
—I found you as a Morsel, cold upon Dead Caesars Trencher: Nay you were a Fragment of Cneius Pompeys, besides what hotter hours Unregistred in vulgar Fame you have Luxuriously pick’d out. For I am sure Tho you can guess
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2293-2297), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Anthony resolving again to fight--
I will be treble sinewd hearted breathd And fight maliciously: for when mine hours Were nice and lucky, men did ransome lives Of me for Jests: but now Ile set my Teeth And send to darkness all that stop me. Come Lets have one other gawdy night: Call to me All my sad captains, fill our bowles once more Lets mark the midnight Bell.
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2362-2369), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
I see still – a dimunition in our captains brain Restores his heart___
By Domitius Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2384-2386), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Let’s to supper come And drown Consideration—
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2465-2466), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33
 
a thousand have an Their Rivetted Trim and et
By Soldier, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2531-2532), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33
 
Of the Morning
This morning like the spirit of a Youth That means to be of Note begins betimes --
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2538-2539), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33
 
--Call for Enobarbe He shall not hear thee or from Caesars Camp Say I am none of Thine –
By Soldier, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2561-2563), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33
 
Sharpee Generosity of Anthony’s to Deserte
Force of Ill Fortunes
Good Eros send his Treasure after, do it Detain no Jot I charge Thee, write to him (I will subscribe) gentle adieus and greetings Say that I wish he never find more cause To change a Master. Oh my fortunes have Corrupted honest men
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2569-2574), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33
 
--I had a wound hear that was like a T But how tis made an H.
By Scarus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2632-2633), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33
 
I have yet Room for six scatches more ---
By Scarus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2635-2636), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33
 
Of his middle Age
What Girl tho gray Do something mingle with our younger brown yet ha'we A brain that nourishes our nerves and can Get Gole for Gole of Youth —
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2672-2675), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33v
 
Ever comforting himself with drinking
–--we would all sup together And drink carowses to ye next days Fete Which promises Royal Peril —
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2687-89), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33v
 
Perplexity in misfortune
—Anthony Is valiant and dejected, and by starts His fretted fortunes give him hope and fear Of what he has and has not—
By Scarus, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2761-2763), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33v
 
The Fame of Ill Fortune
Oh Sun thy Uprise shall I see no more
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2774), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33v
 
—The hearts That pannelled me at heels to whome I gave Their wishes do dis-candy, melt their sweets On blossoming Caesar: and this Pine is bark’t That overtop’t them all—
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2776-2780), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33v
 
The Soul and Body rive not more in parting Than greatness going off
By Charmian, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2815-2816), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33v
 
Anthony persuading his man to kill him.
—Thou art sworn Eros that when the Exigent should come wc Now Is come indeed: when I should see behind me Th’inevitable prosecution of disgrace and Horror
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2897-2900), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34
 
Wouldst thou be windowed in great Rome and see Thy Master thus with pleach’t arms, bending down His corrigible Necke: his face subdued To penetrative shame
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2908-2911), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34
 
Or thy precedent s Services are all But Accidents unpurpos’d ___
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2921-2922), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34
 
bearing misfor= ill fortunes disappoints em
—Nay good my Fellows do not please sharp Fate To grace it with your sorrows. Bid that welcome Which comes to punish us: and we punish it seeming to bear it lightly—
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN2990-2993), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34
 
--the full- fortun’d Caesar
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3031-), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34
 
Your Wife Octavia, with her modest eyes And still conclusion shall acquire no honour Demurring upon me—
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3032-3034), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34
 
More drinking
I am dying Æ Dying Give me some Wine and let me speak a little
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3050-3051), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34
 
Ant: Dying
The miserable Change now at my End Lament nor sorrow at: but please your thoughts In feeding them with thou my former fortunes Wherein I liv’d. The greatest Prince o’ th’ World The Noblest: and do now not barely die Nor cowardly put off my Helmet to My Countrymen —A Roman by a Roman Valiantly vanquishd. Now my spirit is going. I can no more –
By Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3062-3070), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Death of a friend of lover makes all things Indifferent and Equal--
— Young Boyes and Girls Are level now with men: The odds is gone And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath ye visiting Moon ---
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3077-3080), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Of Anthony
---A rarer spirit never Did sheer Humanity but you Gods will give us some faults to make us men—
By Agrippa, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3147-3149), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Cleopatra resolving not to be led in Triumph
This mortal house Ile ruin Do Caesar what he can. Know Sr that I Will not wait pinion’d at your Masters Court Nor once be chastisd with ye sober eye Of Dull Octavia. Shall they hoist me up And show me to ye shouting Varlotry Of Censuring Rome –
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3260-3266), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Of Bounty
- For his Bounty There was no Winter in it—
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3304-3305), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
— I do confess I have Been laden with like frailties wc before Have often sham’d our sex
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3350-3351), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
-- We your Scutcheons — And We Your Scutcheons and your signs of Conquest shall Hang in what place you please ---
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3362-3364), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Make not your thoughts your Prisons
By Octavious Caesar, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3417), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Resolution to die – and not be led in Triumph
He words me Gyrles he words me That I should not be Noble to myself But hark thee Charmian
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3425-3429), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Now Iras, what thinkst Thou
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3449), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Nay tis most certain Iras: Sawcy Licters Will catch at us like Strumpets, and scald Rimers Ballad us out of Tune. The quick Comedians Extemporally will stage us: and present Our Alexandrian Revels: Anthony Shall be brought drunken forth and I shall see Some squeaking CleopatrasBoy: My Greatness I’ th’ Posture of a Whore ---
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3457-3464), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
My Resolution’s plac’d and I have nothing of Woman in me Now from head to foot I am Marble Constant. Now the fleeting Moon No Planet is of mine –
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3488-3491), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Cleop. Dying
If thou and Nature can so gently part The stroke of Death as a Lovers Pinch Which hurts and is desir’d
By Cleopatra, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3545-3547), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Now boast thee Death in thy possession lies A Lass unparalel’d --
By Charmian, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3569-3570), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
beauty in Death
-- Ca She looks like sleep As she would catch another Anthony In her strong toil of grace---
By Octavious Caesar, in Antony and Cleopatra (TLN3614-3516), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 36