Antony and Cleopatra
Act III, Scene 4
Athens. A room in Antony’s house.
Octavia the Younger
circa 20 BC
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Enter Antony and Octavia.
Mark Antony
1 - 10
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Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that—
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That were excusable, that, and thousands more
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Of semblable import—but he hath wag’d
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New wars ’gainst Pompey; made his will, and read it
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To public ear;
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Spoke scantly of me; when perforce he could not
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But pay me terms of honor, cold and sickly
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He vented them, most narrow measure lent me;
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When the best hint was given him, he not took’t,
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Or did it from his teeth.
Octavia
11 - 21
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O my good lord,
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Believe not all, or if you must believe,
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Stomach not all. A more unhappy lady,
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If this division chance, ne’er stood between,
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Praying for both parts.
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The good gods will mock me presently,
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When I shall pray, “O, bless my lord and husband!”
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Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud,
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“O, bless my brother!” Husband win, win brother,
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Prays, and destroys the prayer, no midway
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’Twixt these extremes at all.
Mark Antony
22 - 30
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Gentle Octavia,
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Let your best love draw to that point which seeks
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Best to preserve it. If I lose mine honor,
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I lose myself; better I were not yours
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Than yours so branchless. But as you requested,
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Yourself shall go between ’s. The mean time, lady,
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I’ll raise the preparation of a war
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Shall stain your brother. Make your soonest haste;
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So your desires are yours.
Octavia
31 - 35
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Thanks to my lord.
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The Jove of power make me most weak, most weak,
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Your reconciler! Wars ’twixt you twain would be
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As if the world should cleave, and that slain men
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Should solder up the rift.
Mark Antony
36 - 41
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When it appears to you where this begins,
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Turn your displeasure that way, for our faults
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Can never be so equal that your love
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Can equally move with them. Provide your going,
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Choose your own company, and command what cost
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Your heart has mind to.