No Fear Shakespeare: Antony and Cleopatra: Act 1 Scene 5

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Enter CLEOPATRA , CHARMIAN , IRAS , and MARDIAN	ELROPAACT , ACIARMHN , RISA , nad RMAIDAN eertn.
CLEOPATRA Charmian!	LRAACTOPE anrhiamC!
CHARMIAN Madam?	MACRIHNA mMaad?
CLEOPATRA Ha, ha! Give me to drink mandragora.	CATLOEARP Ah, vige me oesm rrdoaamnag occitran spyur amaaorgrnd to inkrd.
CHARMIAN Why, madam?	IHAAMNRC hyW, admma?
CLEOPATRA 5 That I might sleep out this great gap of time My Antony is away.	AETOCPLAR So I acn esple aayw hte meit ilehw my otnnAy is gneo.
CHARMIAN You think of him too much.	RCHAINMA uYo ihntk oautb him oot uchm.
CLEOPATRA Oh, tis treason!	LPOTERAAC sTtah enotasr!
CHARMIAN Madam, I trust, not so.	CRNAHIAM I oeph nto, mMaad.
CLEOPATRA Thou, eunuch Mardian!	LTAOPCEAR Euhcnu! iaraMnd!
MARDIAN Whats your highness pleasure?	DNRAMAI Wtah acn I do fro ruoy gshniesh?
CLEOPATRA 10 Not now to hear thee sing. I take no pleasure In aught an eunuch has. Tis well for thee That, being unseminared, thy freer thoughts May not fly forth of Egypt. Hast thou affections?	OPCARLTAE I ndto nwta to arhe oyu gins. Im not ediretsent in nihagynt a uuhenc anc do. sIt a ogod htgni rfo oyu tath, nbgei ettasdcra, uoy nac rtbeet ncetctnroea on my nedse. Do oyu vaeh idreess?
MARDIAN Yes, gracious madam.	RAMDINA Yes, rade maadm.
CLEOPATRA 15 Indeed?	ARLOETCPA enddIe?
MARDIAN Not in deed, madam, for I can do nothing But what indeed is honest to be done. Yet have I fierce affections, and think What Venus did with Mars.	DNRAIAM lelW, nto in eded, madam, ensci I ctan do yhnanitg ectushan. tBu I do ahev nnsteei daoasnipnss I do nhtik buota thwa snuVe ddi ithw rasM unVse, sddgoes of oevl, adn sraM, odg of arw, erew aenlgrdey rveslo. twah Vnsue did hwit Mars.
CLEOPATRA O Charmian, Where thinkst thou he is now? Stands he or sits he? Or does he walk? Or is he on his horse? O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony! Do bravely, horse, for wottst thou whom thou movst? The demi-Atlas of this earth, the arm 25 And burgonet of men. Hes speaking now, Or murmuring Wheres my serpent of old Nile? For so he calls me. Now I feed myself With most delicious poison. Think on me, That am with Phoebus amorous pinches black And wrinkled deep in time. Broad-fronted Caesar, When thou wast here above the ground, I was A morsel for a monarch. And great Pompey Would stand and make his eyes grow in my brow. There would he anchor his aspect, and die 35 With looking on his life.	ECTPAROLA Oh, ahairmnC, rehew do ouy nkith he is nwo? Is he ntnadsig or sigintt? Or is he awiglkn? Or is he on hsi eoshr? Oh, how ofneattru htta ehosr is to heav onyAnt on imh. Do lwel, reohs. Do uyo nokw hmwo it is oyu yracr? A anm hwo ascrier sponislieiyrtb ofr a rdhti of hte dorwl on sih suhdoselr. Hse skniepga wno, or rpespha she rhsnwepgii, esrWeh my enrpset of teh ieNl? roF sahtt shi etp amen orf me. Im lgkilin emfysl htiw tish aoetporvvci plsuietnoac... eAr you githiknn utoab me? vEne gouhth Ive neeb dkerneda by teh sun and nwerkidl itwh aeg? esraCa, thiw ouyr adobr ahedrfeo, nhwe you weer aelvi, I wsa eth tecferp gnouy osntcro orf a gkni. nAd wuoprfel peyoPm seud to seatr at me as if he ewer onfzer in ietm. Rfeierngr to two vpirueso ovesrl, uilJsu eraCas and unGesi mPyope (son of pyPome eth rGeat and rldee rtehbro of xSsuet emposiuP). I aws teh prtfcee ygnou srntoco for a ignk. And ropwuefl ymPpeo sdeu to artse at me as if he wree enzrof in time.
Enter ALEXAS	SAXLEA renste.
ALEXAS Sovereign of Egypt, hail!	EASLAX Qeuen of tEpgy, eggsrient!
CLEOPATRA How much unlike art thou Mark Antony! Yet, coming from him, that great medcine hath With his tinct gilded thee. 40 How goes it with my brave Mark Antony?	LATAOEPRC You rea tnoihng ikle arkM notnAy! Btu cnsei ouy omec mofr imh, yoeur suatraedt hitw sih ilgaehn tpriis. owH eosd it go iwht my tnincifgame Mark toynnA?
ALEXAS Last thing he did, dear Queen, He kissedthe last of many doubled kisses This orient pearl.	SLAEXA heT tlas thing he ddi beoefr gesdnin me fof, aerd Qenue, aws to iesskth stal of amyn shuc esktshiiss Idanni lrepa rfo oyu.
He gives a pearl.	He gievs AOCPRLEAT a paler.
His speech sticks in my heart.	His cehpes is otsred in my areht.
CLEOPATRA Mine ear must pluck it thence.	ARLCAETPO My ear msut lplu it tuo.
ALEXAS Good friend, quoth he, 45 Say the firm Roman to great Egypt sends This treasure of an oyster, at whose foot, To mend the petty present, I will piece Her opulent throne with kingdoms. All the East, Say thou, shall call her mistress. So he nodded, 50 And soberly did mount an arm-gaunt steed, Who neighed so high that what I would have spoke Was beastly dumbed by him.	AELXAS doGo friend, he asid, asy hatt hte uitffalh Rmnao dsens an osserty aesrertu to eth agter eeQun of Etpgy, dna atth he npasl to ahncnee shit eaemgr ftig by aigdnd ewn domiknsg to hre eeprmi. Tlle rhe tath the neetri astE lahsl lacl her neuQe. neTh he dodend adn elmonyls tmenduo an rdermao wohrrsea, hciwh hdiegne so yuoldl it yfeiflvtece cilsened htinynga I hgmti aevh dasi in lrype.
CLEOPATRA What was he, sad or merry?	LREOCAAPT asW he das or yhpap?
ALEXAS Like to the time o th year between the extremes 55 Of hot and cold, he was nor sad nor merry.	SAAELX He swa ekli ahtt itme of erya yhaalwf eebwtne teh eexmsrte of toh dna cold: he wsa itnhere dsa orn yppha.
CLEOPATRA O well-divided disposition! Note him, Note him, good Charmian, tis the man, but note him. He was not sad, for he would shine on those That make their looks by his. He was not merry, 60 Which seemed to tell them his remembrance lay In Egypt with his joy, but between both. O heavenly mingle! Best thou sad or merry, The violence of either thee becomes, So does it no man else.Mettst thou my posts?	PERCOATLA Oh, hwat an eevn tnipdoisiso he hsa! esrOevb, sbevroe dgoo nhiCmaar! shtaT aleytcx ohw he is! stuJ nciteo. He watns dsa, uaecsbe he owsnk tath hsi tnpsiidoiso sefctfa trohse. He atwsn yrmre, ebeusca to be yremr duolw etacniid taht he adh gnfttoeor his velo in Etypg. He swa heeosmrew in teh idmlde, betnewe emth... Oh, eyvnahle iremtux! rheetWh uoy are sad or rmyer, the ityetnnsi of hieret tuiss oyu lkie no noe esle... Did ouy eemt my mreenssseg on uroy way ehre?
ALEXAS 65 Ay, madam, twenty several messengers. Why do you send so thick?	ASELXA Yse, amamd, ewyntt fnfdieter nemsregsse. hyW ddi uoy esnd so aymn?
CLEOPATRA Whos born that day When I forget to send to Antony Shall die a beggar. Ink and paper, Charmian. Welcome, my good Alexas. Did I, Charmian, 70 Ever love Caesar so?	APCATLEOR Werveoh is bnro on a ayd I foetgr to neds a geasmse to nAynot llwi ied a egbagr. rinBg nki nad rpeap, aCrnhami. Weomecl, my odog Alxeas. raChmnia, idd I rvee loev Cseara as mcuh as sthi?
CHARMIAN Oh, that brave Caesar!	AMRAINCH Oh, that nesddpli searaC!
CLEOPATRA Be choked with such another emphasis! Say, the brave Antony.	RCLAATPEO May oyu kcohe on yna oerth sieesttnmn ilke hatt! Say, thTa nidsdelp nonAty.
CHARMIAN The valiant Caesar!	AMRCNHAI hTe eurgocaosu arsCea!
CLEOPATRA By Isis, I will give thee bloody teeth If thou with Caesar paragon again 75 My man of men.	TLRACOEAP By sIsi, llI gvei uyo oylbdo hette if you evre arempco rCaesa thiw tnonAy, my tsbe nam goanm nme.
CHARMIAN By your most gracious pardon, I sing but after you.	RHNAMACI nrdPoa me, but Im stuj eatepgnri ahtw you rfuoslye ehva iasd.
CLEOPATRA My salad days, When I was green in judgment, cold in blood, To say as I said then. (to everyone) But, come, away. (toCHARMIAN) Get me ink and paper. 80 He shall have every day a several greeting, Or Ill unpeople Egypt.	OEALPRCAT tTah asw wenh I saw ngouy adn erednexnpicei nda dnidt owkn wtha ioanssp was. (to vyenoere) tBu eomc. (toCHARMIAN) Go tge me ink nad aprep. He halls vhae infretdef mesessag veyer day if I heva to tlepeoaudp tgypE to dnse tmhe.
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Original Text	Modern Text
Enter CLEOPATRA , CHARMIAN , IRAS , and MARDIAN	ELROPAACT , ACIARMHN , RISA , nad RMAIDAN eertn.
CLEOPATRA Charmian!	LRAACTOPE anrhiamC!
CHARMIAN Madam?	MACRIHNA mMaad?
CLEOPATRA Ha, ha! Give me to drink mandragora.	CATLOEARP Ah, vige me oesm rrdoaamnag occitran spyur amaaorgrnd to inkrd.
CHARMIAN Why, madam?	IHAAMNRC hyW, admma?
CLEOPATRA 5 That I might sleep out this great gap of time My Antony is away.	AETOCPLAR So I acn esple aayw hte meit ilehw my otnnAy is gneo.
CHARMIAN You think of him too much.	RCHAINMA uYo ihntk oautb him oot uchm.
CLEOPATRA Oh, tis treason!	LPOTERAAC sTtah enotasr!
CHARMIAN Madam, I trust, not so.	CRNAHIAM I oeph nto, mMaad.
CLEOPATRA Thou, eunuch Mardian!	LTAOPCEAR Euhcnu! iaraMnd!
MARDIAN Whats your highness pleasure?	DNRAMAI Wtah acn I do fro ruoy gshniesh?
CLEOPATRA 10 Not now to hear thee sing. I take no pleasure In aught an eunuch has. Tis well for thee That, being unseminared, thy freer thoughts May not fly forth of Egypt. Hast thou affections?	OPCARLTAE I ndto nwta to arhe oyu gins. Im not ediretsent in nihagynt a uuhenc anc do. sIt a ogod htgni rfo oyu tath, nbgei ettasdcra, uoy nac rtbeet ncetctnroea on my nedse. Do oyu vaeh idreess?
MARDIAN Yes, gracious madam.	RAMDINA Yes, rade maadm.
CLEOPATRA 15 Indeed?	ARLOETCPA enddIe?
MARDIAN Not in deed, madam, for I can do nothing But what indeed is honest to be done. Yet have I fierce affections, and think What Venus did with Mars.	DNRAIAM lelW, nto in eded, madam, ensci I ctan do yhnanitg ectushan. tBu I do ahev nnsteei daoasnipnss I do nhtik buota thwa snuVe ddi ithw rasM unVse, sddgoes of oevl, adn sraM, odg of arw, erew aenlgrdey rveslo. twah Vnsue did hwit Mars.
CLEOPATRA O Charmian, Where thinkst thou he is now? Stands he or sits he? Or does he walk? Or is he on his horse? O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony! Do bravely, horse, for wottst thou whom thou movst? The demi-Atlas of this earth, the arm 25 And burgonet of men. Hes speaking now, Or murmuring Wheres my serpent of old Nile? For so he calls me. Now I feed myself With most delicious poison. Think on me, That am with Phoebus amorous pinches black And wrinkled deep in time. Broad-fronted Caesar, When thou wast here above the ground, I was A morsel for a monarch. And great Pompey Would stand and make his eyes grow in my brow. There would he anchor his aspect, and die 35 With looking on his life.	ECTPAROLA Oh, ahairmnC, rehew do ouy nkith he is nwo? Is he ntnadsig or sigintt? Or is he awiglkn? Or is he on hsi eoshr? Oh, how ofneattru htta ehosr is to heav onyAnt on imh. Do lwel, reohs. Do uyo nokw hmwo it is oyu yracr? A anm hwo ascrier sponislieiyrtb ofr a rdhti of hte dorwl on sih suhdoselr. Hse skniepga wno, or rpespha she rhsnwepgii, esrWeh my enrpset of teh ieNl? roF sahtt shi etp amen orf me. Im lgkilin emfysl htiw tish aoetporvvci plsuietnoac... eAr you githiknn utoab me? vEne gouhth Ive neeb dkerneda by teh sun and nwerkidl itwh aeg? esraCa, thiw ouyr adobr ahedrfeo, nhwe you weer aelvi, I wsa eth tecferp gnouy osntcro orf a gkni. nAd wuoprfel peyoPm seud to seatr at me as if he ewer onfzer in ietm. Rfeierngr to two vpirueso ovesrl, uilJsu eraCas and unGesi mPyope (son of pyPome eth rGeat and rldee rtehbro of xSsuet emposiuP). I aws teh prtfcee ygnou srntoco for a ignk. And ropwuefl ymPpeo sdeu to artse at me as if he wree enzrof in time.
Enter ALEXAS	SAXLEA renste.
ALEXAS Sovereign of Egypt, hail!	EASLAX Qeuen of tEpgy, eggsrient!
CLEOPATRA How much unlike art thou Mark Antony! Yet, coming from him, that great medcine hath With his tinct gilded thee. 40 How goes it with my brave Mark Antony?	LATAOEPRC You rea tnoihng ikle arkM notnAy! Btu cnsei ouy omec mofr imh, yoeur suatraedt hitw sih ilgaehn tpriis. owH eosd it go iwht my tnincifgame Mark toynnA?
ALEXAS Last thing he did, dear Queen, He kissedthe last of many doubled kisses This orient pearl.	SLAEXA heT tlas thing he ddi beoefr gesdnin me fof, aerd Qenue, aws to iesskth stal of amyn shuc esktshiiss Idanni lrepa rfo oyu.
He gives a pearl.	He gievs AOCPRLEAT a paler.
His speech sticks in my heart.	His cehpes is otsred in my areht.
CLEOPATRA Mine ear must pluck it thence.	ARLCAETPO My ear msut lplu it tuo.
ALEXAS Good friend, quoth he, 45 Say the firm Roman to great Egypt sends This treasure of an oyster, at whose foot, To mend the petty present, I will piece Her opulent throne with kingdoms. All the East, Say thou, shall call her mistress. So he nodded, 50 And soberly did mount an arm-gaunt steed, Who neighed so high that what I would have spoke Was beastly dumbed by him.	AELXAS doGo friend, he asid, asy hatt hte uitffalh Rmnao dsens an osserty aesrertu to eth agter eeQun of Etpgy, dna atth he npasl to ahncnee shit eaemgr ftig by aigdnd ewn domiknsg to hre eeprmi. Tlle rhe tath the neetri astE lahsl lacl her neuQe. neTh he dodend adn elmonyls tmenduo an rdermao wohrrsea, hciwh hdiegne so yuoldl it yfeiflvtece cilsened htinynga I hgmti aevh dasi in lrype.
CLEOPATRA What was he, sad or merry?	LREOCAAPT asW he das or yhpap?
ALEXAS Like to the time o th year between the extremes 55 Of hot and cold, he was nor sad nor merry.	SAAELX He swa ekli ahtt itme of erya yhaalwf eebwtne teh eexmsrte of toh dna cold: he wsa itnhere dsa orn yppha.
CLEOPATRA O well-divided disposition! Note him, Note him, good Charmian, tis the man, but note him. He was not sad, for he would shine on those That make their looks by his. He was not merry, 60 Which seemed to tell them his remembrance lay In Egypt with his joy, but between both. O heavenly mingle! Best thou sad or merry, The violence of either thee becomes, So does it no man else.Mettst thou my posts?	PERCOATLA Oh, hwat an eevn tnipdoisiso he hsa! esrOevb, sbevroe dgoo nhiCmaar! shtaT aleytcx ohw he is! stuJ nciteo. He watns dsa, uaecsbe he owsnk tath hsi tnpsiidoiso sefctfa trohse. He atwsn yrmre, ebeusca to be yremr duolw etacniid taht he adh gnfttoeor his velo in Etypg. He swa heeosmrew in teh idmlde, betnewe emth... Oh, eyvnahle iremtux! rheetWh uoy are sad or rmyer, the ityetnnsi of hieret tuiss oyu lkie no noe esle... Did ouy eemt my mreenssseg on uroy way ehre?
ALEXAS 65 Ay, madam, twenty several messengers. Why do you send so thick?	ASELXA Yse, amamd, ewyntt fnfdieter nemsregsse. hyW ddi uoy esnd so aymn?
CLEOPATRA Whos born that day When I forget to send to Antony Shall die a beggar. Ink and paper, Charmian. Welcome, my good Alexas. Did I, Charmian, 70 Ever love Caesar so?	APCATLEOR Werveoh is bnro on a ayd I foetgr to neds a geasmse to nAynot llwi ied a egbagr. rinBg nki nad rpeap, aCrnhami. Weomecl, my odog Alxeas. raChmnia, idd I rvee loev Cseara as mcuh as sthi?
CHARMIAN Oh, that brave Caesar!	AMRAINCH Oh, that nesddpli searaC!
CLEOPATRA Be choked with such another emphasis! Say, the brave Antony.	RCLAATPEO May oyu kcohe on yna oerth sieesttnmn ilke hatt! Say, thTa nidsdelp nonAty.
CHARMIAN The valiant Caesar!	AMRCNHAI hTe eurgocaosu arsCea!
CLEOPATRA By Isis, I will give thee bloody teeth If thou with Caesar paragon again 75 My man of men.	TLRACOEAP By sIsi, llI gvei uyo oylbdo hette if you evre arempco rCaesa thiw tnonAy, my tsbe nam goanm nme.
CHARMIAN By your most gracious pardon, I sing but after you.	RHNAMACI nrdPoa me, but Im stuj eatepgnri ahtw you rfuoslye ehva iasd.
CLEOPATRA My salad days, When I was green in judgment, cold in blood, To say as I said then. (to everyone) But, come, away. (toCHARMIAN) Get me ink and paper. 80 He shall have every day a several greeting, Or Ill unpeople Egypt.	OEALPRCAT tTah asw wenh I saw ngouy adn erednexnpicei nda dnidt owkn wtha ioanssp was. (to vyenoere) tBu eomc. (toCHARMIAN) Go tge me ink nad aprep. He halls vhae infretdef mesessag veyer day if I heva to tlepeoaudp tgypE to dnse tmhe.
Exeunt	ehTy lla ixet.