No Fear Shakespeare: Antony and Cleopatra: Act 3 Scene 13 Page 7

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CLEOPATRA Oh, is ’t come to this?	CLEOPATRA Oh, has it come to this?
ANTONY I found you as a morsel cold upon Dead Caesar’s trencher. Nay, you were a fragment 120Of Gneius Pompey’s, besides what hotter hours, Unregistered in vulgar fame, you have Luxuriously picked out. For I am sure, Though you can guess what temperance should be, You know not what it is.	ANTONY You were a cold crumb on dead Julius Caesar’s plate when I met you. No, you were one of Gneius Pompey’s leftovers—not to mention your other, more depraved affairs, which have somehow managed to avoid becoming the subject of vulgar gossip. For I’m sure that although you may know what temperance is, you’ve never experienced it firsthand.
CLEOPATRA Wherefore is this?	CLEOPATRA Why are you doing this?
ANTONY 125To let a fellow that will take rewards And say “God quit you!” be familiar with My playfellow, your hand, this kingly seal And plighter of high hearts! Oh, that I were Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar 130The hornèd herd! For I have savage cause, And to proclaim it civilly were like A haltered neck which does the hangman thank For being yare about him.	ANTONY To let a servant be familiar with my little toy, your hand—a hand that has signed royal treaties and pledged your love to me—oh, if only I were standing on the hill of Basan home to herds of bulls (traditional symbols of men with adulterous wives), according to the Bible Basan , so that I could roar louder than that horned herd! For I have been savagely abused, and to state my grievances politely would be as absurd as a condemned criminal thanking the hangman for doing his job quickly.
Enter a SERVANT with THIDIAS	A SERVANT enters with THIDIAS.
Is he whipped?	Has he been whipped?
SERVANT Soundly, my lord.	SERVANT Soundly, my lord.
ANTONY 135Cried he? And begged he pardon?	ANTONY Did he cry? Did he beg my pardon?
SERVANT He did ask favor.	SERVANT He did ask for mercy.