 Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath: husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire and air; my other...  Macmillan's Magazine - Сторінка 4341883Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Stephen Orgel, Sean Keilen - 1999 - 356 стор.
...Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. .... Methinks I hear Antony call. I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act. I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I... | |
 | Frederick Turner - 1999 - 232 стор.
.../ 1 give to baser life" (V.ii.289) — they are joined with a new emergent structure of commitment: Husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! (V.ii.2Sy) She has recovered the notion of bond — literally, in the "band" of "husband" — and claims... | |
 | Leon Garfield - 1995 - 328 стор.
...crown, I have immortal longings in me," she cried joyfully, as her women began to attire her. "Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself to praise...fire and air: my other elements I give to baser life. So, have you done?" They stood back and gazed proudly at their splendid queen. "Farewell, kind Charmian,... | |
 | John Green, Paul Negri - 2000 - 68 стор.
...now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: Yare, yare, good Iras,- quick. Methinks I hear Antony call,- I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act, I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I... | |
 | Bryher - 2000 - 332 стор.
...The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — 62 Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks I hear Antony call: I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act: I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath: Husband, I... | |
 | Catherine M. S. Alexander, Stanley Wells - 2000 - 254 стор.
...mystic moment of transition: Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me. . . . I am fire and air; my other elements I give to baser life. So, have you done? Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips. Farewell, kind Charmian. Iras, long... | |
 | Lawrence Danson - 2000 - 172 стор.
...imaginative fiat, with a triumphal marriage: Give me my robe. Put on my crown. I have Immortal longings in me Husband, I come. Now to that name my courage prove my title. The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Which hurts and is desired O Antony! (5. 2. 275-307) Cleopatra... | |
 | Susannah York, William Shakespeare - 2001 - 124 стор.
...now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear Antony call: I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath: husband, I... | |
 | Theodore Vrettos - 2010 - 290 стор.
...me; now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. Yea, Yea, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath; husband, I... | |
 | Agnes Heller - 2002 - 390 стор.
...queen. Cleopatra: "Give me my robe. Put on my crown. I have / Immortal longings in me. . . . Methinks I hear / Antony call. I see him rouse himself /To...name my courage prove my title. / I am fire and air" (5.2.275-84). And then comes the final verdict of Caesar, the winner: "She shall be buried by her Antony.... | |
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