...dissembling looks? By the end of his career, Shakespeare arrived at a suppleness of enjambment like this: Give me my robe, put on my crown, I have Immortal...longings in me. 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 foot I am marble-constant, now the fleeting moon No planet is of mine. 10169 Antony and Cleopatra 1958 7889 (attributed) There is no surprise more magical than the 10170 Antony and Cleopatra Dost i In ii i not see my baby at my breast, That sucks the nurse asleep?...

...camouflaged with makeup. I want you to come with me while I remove this make-up. Where's your jacket?" "Give me my robe; put on my crown; I have immortal longings in me . . ." Fox went out and returned with a tail-coat that was in great disorder. "Nothing in the pockets,...

...exults: "Caesar's beguil'd." As she affixes the serpents to her breast, the great words swim past: Give me my robe, put on my crown. I have 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...

...Cleopatra's arms. Antony and Cleopatra Act V, Scene 1 (Cleopatra allows the snake to hite her) CLEOPATRA. Give me my robe, put on my crown, I have Immortal...longings in me: 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...

...the desolate memory of the few stones left of the city that had nurtured Hannibal and betrayed him. Give me my robe, put on my crown! I have Immortal...longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — 62 Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks I hear Antony call: I see him...

...A tragedy that ends in death also ends, by Cleopatra's 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,...

...crested the world..." Her death scene, played with utter tragic naturalness, is simply magnificent. "Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have immortal longings in me... ." To be in Ms. Redgrave's company at such transcendent times is a gift. But yet. . .or, as the Queen...

...soon-to-be-hollowed vessel, but ritual transformation steps towards the 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...

...he mumbled, and unwillingly shuffled away. Iras returned, richly laden. Cleopatra held out her arms: "Give me my robe, put on my 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...