antony and cleopatra(安东尼和克利奥帕格拉)

VIP免费

2024-12-26 0 0 296.7KB 99 页 5.9玖币

侵权投诉

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

ANTONY AND

CLEOPATRA

William Shakespeare

1607

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

MARK ANTONY, Triumvirs OCTAVIUS CAESAR, " M.

AEMILIUS LEPIDUS, " SEXTUS POMPEIUS, " DOMITIUS

ENOBARBUS, friend to Antony VENTIDIUS, " " " EROS, " " "

SCARUS, " " " DERCETAS, " " " DEMETRIUS, " " " PHILO, " " "

MAECENAS, friend to Caesar AGRIPPA, " " " DOLABELLA, " " "

PROCULEIUS, " " " THYREUS, " " " GALLUS, " " " MENAS, friend to

Pompey MENECRATES, " " " VARRIUS, " " " TAURUS, Lieutenant-

General to Caesar CANIDIUS, Lieutenant-General to Antony SILIUS, an

Officer in Ventidius's army EUPHRONIUS, an Ambassador from Antony

to Caesar ALEXAS, attendant on Cleopatra MARDIAN, " " " SELEUCUS,

" " " DIOMEDES, " " " A SOOTHSAYER A CLOWN

CLEOPATRA, Queen of Egypt OCTAVIA, sister to Caesar and wife

to Antony CHARMIAN, lady attending on Cleopatra IRAS, " " " "

Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and Attendants

Ssene: The Roman Empire

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

ACT I.

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

SCENE I. Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace

Enter DEMETRIUS and PHILO

PHILO. Nay, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure.

Those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have

glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of

their view Upon a tawny front. His captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of

great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper, And

is become the bellows and the fan To cool a gipsy's lust.

Flourish. Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, her LADIES, the train,

with eunuchs fanning her

Look where they come! Take but good note, and you shall see in him

The triple pillar of the world transform'd Into a strumpet's fool. Behold

and see. CLEOPATRA. If it be love indeed, tell me how much. ANTONY.

There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd. CLEOPATRA. I'll set a

bourn how far to be belov'd. ANTONY. Then must thou needs find out

new heaven, new earth.

Enter a MESSENGER

MESSENGER. News, my good lord, from Rome. ANTONY. Grates

me the sum. CLEOPATRA. Nay, hear them, Antony. Fulvia perchance is

angry; or who knows If the scarce-bearded Caesar have not sent His

pow'rful mandate to you: 'Do this or this; Take in that kingdom and

enfranchise that; Perform't, or else we damn thee.' ANTONY. How, my

love? CLEOPATRA. Perchance? Nay, and most like, You must not stay

here longer; your dismission Is come from Caesar; therefore hear it,

Antony. Where's Fulvia's process? Caesar's I would say? Both? Call in the

messengers. As I am Egypt's Queen, Thou blushest, Antony, and that

blood of thine Is Caesar's homager. Else so thy cheek pays shame When

shrill-tongu'd Fulvia scolds. The messengers! ANTONY. Let Rome in

Tiber melt, and the wide arch Of the rang'd empire fall! Here is my space.

Kingdoms are clay; our dungy earth alike Feeds beast as man. The

nobleness of life Is to do thus [emhracing], when such a mutual pair And

such a twain can do't, in which I bind, On pain of punishment, the world to

weet We stand up peerless. CLEOPATRA. Excellent falsehood! Why did

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

he marry Fulvia, and not love her? I'll seem the fool I am not. Antony Will

be himself. ANTONY. But stirr'd by Cleopatra. Now for the love of Love

and her soft hours, Let's not confound the time with conference harsh;

There's not a minute of our lives should stretch Without some pleasure

now. What sport to-night? CLEOPATRA. Hear the ambassadors.

ANTONY. Fie, wrangling queen! Whom everything becomes- to chide, to

laugh, To weep; whose every passion fully strives To make itself in thee

fair and admir'd. No messenger but thine, and all alone To-night we'll

wander through the streets and note The qualities of people. Come, my

queen; Last night you did desire it. Speak not to us. Exeunt ANTONY and

CLEOPATRA, with the train DEMETRIUS. Is Caesar with Antonius

priz'd so slight? PHILO. Sir, sometimes when he is not Antony, He comes

too short of that great property Which still should go with Antony.

DEMETRIUS. I am full sorry That he approves the common liar, who

Thus speaks of him at Rome; but I will hope Of better deeds to-morrow.

Rest you happy! Exeunt

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

SCENE II. Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace

Enter CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and a SOOTHSAYER

CHARMIAN. Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most anything Alexas,

almost most absolute Alexas, where's the soothsayer that you prais'd so to

th' Queen? O that I knew this husband, which you say must charge his

horns with garlands! ALEXAS. Soothsayer! SOOTHSAYER. Your will?

CHARMIAN. Is this the man? Is't you, sir, that know things?

SOOTHSAYER. In nature's infinite book of secrecy A little I can read.

ALEXAS. Show him your hand.

Enter ENOBARBUS

ENOBARBUS. Bring in the banquet quickly; wine enough

Cleopatra's health to drink. CHARMIAN. Good, sir, give me good fortune.

SOOTHSAYER. I make not, but foresee. CHARMIAN. Pray, then,

foresee me one. SOOTHSAYER. You shall be yet far fairer than you are.

CHARMIAN. He means in flesh. IRAS. No, you shall paint when you are

old. CHARMIAN. Wrinkles forbid! ALEXAS. Vex not his prescience; be

attentive. CHARMIAN. Hush! SOOTHSAYER. You shall be more

beloving than beloved. CHARMIAN. I had rather heat my liver with

drinking. ALEXAS. Nay, hear him. CHARMIAN. Good now, some

excellent fortune! Let me be married to three kings in a forenoon, and

widow them all. Let me have a child at fifty, to whom Herod of Jewry may

do homage. Find me to marry me with Octavius Caesar, and companion

me with my mistress. SOOTHSAYER. You shall outlive the lady whom

you serve. CHARMIAN. O, excellent! I love long life better than figs.

SOOTHSAYER. You have seen and prov'd a fairer former fortune Than

that which is to approach. CHARMIAN. Then belike my children shall

have no names. Prithee, how many boys and wenches must I have?

SOOTHSAYER. If every of your wishes had a womb, And fertile every

wish, a million. CHARMIAN. Out, fool! I forgive thee for a witch.

ALEXAS. You think none but your sheets are privy to your wishes.

CHARMIAN. Nay, come, tell Iras hers. ALEXAS. We'll know all our

fortunes. ENOBARBUS. Mine, and most of our fortunes, to-night, shall

be- drunk to bed. IRAS. There's a palm presages chastity, if nothing else.

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

CHARMIAN. E'en as the o'erflowing Nilus presageth famine. IRAS. Go,

you wild bedfellow, you cannot soothsay. CHARMIAN. Nay, if an oily

palm be not a fruitful prognostication, I cannot scratch mine ear. Prithee,

tell her but worky-day fortune. SOOTHSAYER. Your fortunes are alike.

IRAS. But how, but how? Give me particulars. SOOTHSAYER. I have

said. IRAS. Am I not an inch of fortune better than she? CHARMIAN.

Well, if you were but an inch of fortune better than I, where would you

choose it? IRAS. Not in my husband's nose. CHARMIAN. Our worser

thoughts heavens mend! Alexas- come, his fortune, his fortune! O, let him

marry a woman that cannot go, sweet Isis, I beseech thee! And let her die

too, and give him a worse! And let worse follow worse, till the worst of all

follow him laughing to his grave, fiftyfold a cuckold! Good Isis, hear me

this prayer, though thou deny me a matter of more weight; good Isis, I

beseech thee! IRAS. Amen. Dear goddess, hear that prayer of the people!

For, as it is a heartbreaking to see a handsome man loose-wiv'd, so it is a

deadly sorrow to behold a foul knave uncuckolded. Therefore, dear Isis,

keep decorum, and fortune him accordingly! CHARMIAN. Amen.

ALEXAS. Lo now, if it lay in their hands to make me a cuckold, they

would make themselves whores but they'd do't!

Enter CLEOPATRA

ENOBARBUS. Hush! Here comes Antony. CHARMIAN. Not he;

the Queen. CLEOPATRA. Saw you my lord? ENOBARBUS. No, lady.

CLEOPATRA. Was he not here? CHARMIAN. No, madam.

CLEOPATRA. He was dispos'd to mirth; but on the sudden A Roman

thought hath struck him. Enobarbus! ENOBARBUS. Madam?

CLEOPATRA. Seek him, and bring him hither. Where's Alexas? ALEXAS.

Here, at your service. My lord approaches.

Enter ANTONY, with a MESSENGER and attendants

CLEOPATRA. We will not look upon him. Go with us. Exeunt

CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, and the rest MESSENGER. Fulvia thy

wife first came into the field. ANTONY. Against my brother Lucius?

MESSENGER. Ay. But soon that war had end, and the time's state Made

friends of them, jointing their force 'gainst Caesar, Whose better issue in

the war from Italy Upon the first encounter drave them. ANTONY. Well,

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

what worst? MESSENGER. The nature of bad news infects the teller.

ANTONY. When it concerns the fool or coward. On! Things that are past

are done with me. 'Tis thus: Who tells me true, though in his tale lie death,

I hear him as he flatter'd. MESSENGER. Labienus- This is stiff news-

hath with his Parthian force Extended Asia from Euphrates, His

conquering banner shook from Syria To Lydia and to Ionia, Whilst-

ANTONY. Antony, thou wouldst say. MESSENGER. O, my lord!

ANTONY. Speak to me home; mince not the general tongue; Name

Cleopatra as she is call'd in Rome. Rail thou in Fulvia's phrase, and taunt

my faults With such full licence as both truth and malice Have power to

utter. O, then we bring forth weeds When our quick minds lie still, and our

ills told us Is as our earing. Fare thee well awhile. MESSENGER. At your

noble pleasure. Exit ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there!

FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon- is there such an one?

SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him

appear. These strong Egyptian fetters I must break, Or lose myself in

dotage.

Enter another MESSENGER with a letter

What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead.

ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon. Her

length of sickness, with what else more serious Importeth thee to know,

this bears. [Gives the letter] ANTONY. Forbear me. Exit MESSENGER

There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it. What our contempts doth

often hurl from us We wish it ours again; the present pleasure, By

revolution low'ring, does become The opposite of itself. She's good, being

gone; The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this

enchanting queen break off. Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,

My idleness doth hatch. How now, Enobarbus!

Re-enter ENOBARBUS

ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with

haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women. We

see how mortal an unkindness is to them; if they suffer our departure,

death's the word. ANTONY. I must be gone. ENOBARBUS. Under a

compelling occasion, let women die. It were pity to cast them away for

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

nothing, though between them and a great cause they should be esteemed

nothing. Cleopatra, catching but the least noise of this, dies instantly; I

have seen her die

twenty times upon far poorer moment. I do think there is mettle in

death, which commits some loving act upon her, she hath such a celerity in

dying. ANTONY. She is cunning past man's thought. ENOBARBUS.

Alack, sir, no! Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure

love. We cannot call her winds and waters sighs and tears; they are greater

storms and tempests than almanacs can report. This cannot be cunning in

her; if it be, she makes a show'r of rain as well as Jove. ANTONY. Would I

had never seen her! ENOBARBUS. O Sir, you had then left unseen a

wonderful piece of work, which not to have been blest withal would have

discredited your travel. ANTONY. Fulvia is dead. ENOBARBUS. Sir?

ANTONY. Fulvia is dead. ENOBARBUS. Fulvia? ANTONY. Dead.

ENOBARBUS. Why, sir, give the gods a thankful sacrifice. When it

pleaseth their deities to take the wife of a man from him, it

shows to man the tailors of the earth; comforting therein that when

old robes are worn out there are members to make new. If there were no

more women but Fulvia, then had you indeed a cut, and the case to be

lamented. This grief is crown'd with consolation: your old smock brings

forth a new petticoat; and indeed the tears live in an onion that should

water this sorrow. ANTONY. The business she hath broached in the state

Cannot endure my absence. ENOBARBUS. And the business you have

broach'd here cannot be without you; especially that of Cleopatra's, which

wholly depends on your abode. ANTONY. No more light answers. Let our

officers Have notice what we purpose. I shall break The cause of our

expedience to the Queen, And get her leave to part. For not alone The

death of Fulvia, with more urgent touches, Do strongly speak to us; but the

letters too Of many our contriving friends in Rome Petition us at home.

Sextus Pompeius Hath given the dare to Caesar, and commands The

empire of the sea; our slippery people, Whose love is never link'd to the

deserver Till his deserts are past, begin to throw Pompey the Great and all

his dignities Upon his son; who, high in name and power, Higher than

both in blood and life, stands up For the main soldier; whose quality,

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

going on, The sides o' th' world may danger. Much is breeding Which, like

the courser's hair, hath yet but life And not a serpent's poison. Say our

pleasure, To such whose place is under us, requires Our quick remove

from hence. ENOBARBUS. I shall do't. Exeunt

文档加载中……请稍候！
如果长时间未打开，您也可以点击刷新试试。

下载文档到电脑，查找使用更方便

5.9 玖币 0人已下载

立即下载 VIP免费下载

摘要：

ANTONYANDCLEOPATRA1ANTONYANDCLEOPATRAWilliamShakespeare1607ANTONYANDCLEOPATRA2DRAMATISPERSONAEMARKANTONY,TriumvirsOCTAVIUSCAESAR,"M.AEMILIUSLEPIDUS,"SEXTUSPOMPEIUS,"DOMITIUSENOBARBUS,friendtoAntonyVENTIDIUS,"""EROS,"""SCARUS,"""DERCETAS,"""DEMETRIUS,"""PHILO,"""MAECENAS,friendtoCaesarAGRIPPA,"""DOLA...

收起<<

antony and cleopatra(安东尼和克利奥帕格拉).pdf

共99页,预览20页

还剩页未读，继续阅读

声明：本站为文档C2C交易模式，即用户上传的文档直接被用户下载，本站只是中间服务平台，本站所有文档下载所得的收益归上传人(含作者)所有。玖贝云文库仅提供信息存储空间，仅对用户上传内容的表现方式做保护处理，对上载内容本身不做任何修改或编辑。若文档所含内容侵犯了您的版权或隐私，请立即通知玖贝云文库，我们立即给予删除！

antony and cleopatra(安东尼和克利奥帕格拉)

相关推荐

开通VIP享超值会员特权

作者详情

相关内容

热门标签

举报选择: