The Tragedy of Antony and Cleopatra: ACT III
Introduction ACT I ACT II ACT III SCENE I. A plain in Syria. SCENE II. Rome. An ante-chamber in OCTAVIUS CAESAR's house. SCENE III. Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace. SCENE IV. Athens. A room in MARK ANTONY's house. SCENE V. The same. Another room. SCENE VI. Rome. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's house. SCENE VII. Near Actium. MARK ANTONY's camp. SCENE VIII. A plain near Actium. SCENE IX. Another part of the plain. SCENE X. Another part of the plain. SCENE XI. Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace. SCENE XII. Egypt. OCTAVIUS CAESAR's camp. SCENE XIII. Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace. ACT IV ACT V About the Play Feedback			Search: All the plays Hamlet Coriolanus Julius Caesar King Lear Macbeth Othello Romeo and Juliet Richard II Richard III Titus Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Timon of Athens Henry IV Part 1 Henry IV Part 2 Henry the Fifth Henry VI Part 1 Henry VI Part 2 Henry VI Part 3 Henry VIII King John Pericles Troilus and Cressida All's Well... As You Like It The Comedy of Errors Cymbeline A Midsummer... Love's Labour's Lost Measure for Measure The Merry Wives... Much Ado about Nothing The Merchant of Venice Twelfth Night The Taming of... The Tempest The Two Gentlemen... The Winter's Tale    for: SCENE IV. Athens. A room in MARK ANTONY's house. Enter MARK ANTONY and OCTAVIA MARK ANTONY       Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that,--       That were excusable, that, and thousands more       Of semblable import,--but he hath waged       New wars 'gainst Pompey; made his will, and read it 5     To public ear:       Spoke scantly of me: when perforce he could not       But pay me terms of honour, cold and sickly       He vented them; most narrow measure lent me:       When the best hint was given him, he not took't, 10    Or did it from his teeth. OCTAVIA       O my good lord,       Believe not all; or, if you must believe,       Stomach not all. A more unhappy lady,       If this division chance, ne'er stood between, 15    Praying for both parts:       The good gods me presently,       When I shall pray, 'O bless my lord and husband!'       Undo that prayer, by crying out as loud,       'O, bless my brother!' Husband win, win brother, 20    Prays, and destroys the prayer; no midway       'Twixt these extremes at all. MARK ANTONY       Gentle Octavia,       Let your best love draw to that point, which seeks       Best to preserve it: if I lose mine honour, 25    I lose myself: better I were not yours       Than yours so branchless. But, as you requested,       Yourself shall go between 's: the mean time, lady,       I'll raise the preparation of a war       Shall stain your brother: make your soonest haste; 30    So your desires are yours. OCTAVIA       Thanks to my lord.       The Jove of power make me most weak, most weak,       Your reconciler! Wars 'twixt you twain would be       As if the world should cleave, and that slain men 35    Should solder up the rift. MARK ANTONY       When it appears to you where this begins,       Turn your displeasure that way: for our faults       Can never be so equal, that your love       Can equally move with them. Provide your going; 40    Choose your own company, and command what cost       Your heart has mind to. Exeunt Return to top of page ... or ... Go to next scene