 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 pages
...Antony call ; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Cœsar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath...elements I give to baser life. — So, — have you done ? Corne then, and take the last warmth of my lips. Farewell, kind Charmian ; — Iras, long farewell.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 526 pages
...1 ie act according to his nature. The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare,1 good Iras ; quick. — Methinks I hear Antony call...praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after-wrath. Husband, I come. Now to that name my courage... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 534 pages
...noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after-wrath. Husband, I come. Now to that name my courage prove...am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life.—So,—have you done ? Come, then, and take the last warmth of my lips. Farewell, kind Charmian... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 534 pages
...longings in mel Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare, good Iris ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call ; I see him...praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath : Husband, I come : Now to that name my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 202 pages
...Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Fare, yare,1 good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call...praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come : Now to that name my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 354 pages
...Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Vare, yare,1 good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call...praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come : Now to that name my... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 594 pages
...Immortal longings in me. Now, no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare, good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call...praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come : Now to that name my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 pages
...Immortal longings in me : now no more The juice of Еgypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks I hear Antony call...praise my noble act : I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after-wrath. — Husband, I come : Now to that name... | |
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Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear... 
