CLEOPATRA en «Antonio y Cleopatra»

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Act IV, Scene XV - Cleopatra and Antony's body.

CLEOPATRA: 
No more but e’en a woman, and commanded
By such poor passion as the maid that milks
And does the meanest chares. It were for me
To throw my scepter at the injurious gods,
To tell them that this world did equal theirs
Till they had stol’n our jewel. All’s but naught.
Patience is sottish, and impatience does
Become a dog that’s mad. Then is it sin
To rush into the secret house of death
Ere death dare come to us? How do you, women?
What, what, good cheer! Why, how now, Charmian?
My noble girls! Ah, women, women! Look,
Our lamp is spent; it’s out. Good sirs, take heart.
We’ll bury him; and then, what’s brave, what’s noble,
Let’s do’t after the high Roman fashion,
And make death proud to take us. Come, away.
This case of that huge spirit now is cold.
Ah women, women! Come, we have no friend
But resolution and the briefest end.

[Exeunt; those above bearing off MARK ANTONY's body] 


Shakespeare

William Shakespeare (1564-1616)​ fue un dramaturgo, poeta y actor inglés. Es considerado el escritor más importante en lengua inglesa y uno de los más célebres de la literatura universal.





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