This riveting tragedy presents one of Shakespeare's greatest female characters—the seductive, cunning Egyptian queen, Cleopatra. Mark Antony, a virtual prisoner of his passion for her, is torn between pleasure and virtue, between sensual indolence and duty...
作者：William Shakespeare，1564-1616，英国文艺复兴时期最伟大的剧作家、诗人、文学家；朗读：苑溪仙；播出时间：晚9点。
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ACT IV SCENE II Alexandria. Cleopatra's palace.
[ Enter MARK ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, with others ]
MARK ANTONYHe will not fight with me, Domitius.
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUSNo.
MARK ANTONYWhy should he not?
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUSHe thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,
He is twenty men to one.5
MARK ANTONYTo-morrow, soldier,
By sea and land I'll fight: or I will live,
Or bathe my dying honour in the blood
Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight well?
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUSI'll strike, and cry 'Take all.'10
MARK ANTONYWell said; come on.
Call forth my household servants: let's to-night
Be bounteous at our meal.
[Enter three or four Servitors]
Give me thy hand,
Thou hast been rightly honest;--so hast thou;--15
Thou,--and thou,--and thou:--you have served me well,
And kings have been your fellows.
CLEOPATRA[Aside to DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS] What means this?
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS[Aside to CLEOPATRA] 'Tis one of those odd
tricks which sorrow shoots20
Out of the mind.
MARK ANTONYAnd thou art honest too.
I wish I could be made so many men,
And all of you clapp'd up together in
An Antony, that I might do you service25
So good as you have done.
AllThe gods forbid!
MARK ANTONYWell, my good fellows, wait on me to-night:
Scant not my cups; and make as much of me
As when mine empire was your fellow too,30
And suffer'd my command.
CLEOPATRA[Aside to DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS] What does he mean?
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS[Aside to CLEOPATRA] To make his followers weep.
MARK ANTONYTend me to-night;
May be it is the period of your duty:35
Haply you shall not see me more; or if,
A mangled shadow: perchance to-morrow
You'll serve another master. I look on you
As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends,
I turn you not away; but, like a master40
Married to your good service, stay till death:
Tend me to-night two hours, I ask no more,
And the gods yield you for't!
DOMITIUS ENOBARBUSWhat mean you, sir,
To give them this discomfort? Look, they weep;45
And I, an ass, am onion-eyed: for shame,
Transform us not to women.
MARK ANTONYHo, ho, ho!
Now the witch take me, if I meant it thus!
Grace grow where those drops fall!50
My hearty friends,
You take me in too dolorous a sense;
For I spake to you for your comfort; did desire you
To burn this night with torches: know, my hearts,
I hope well of to-morrow; and will lead you55
Where rather I'll expect victorious life
Than death and honour. Let's to supper, come,
And drown consideration.
[Exeunt]
