From Alexandria This is the news:—he fishes, drinks, and wastes The lamps of night in revel: is not more manlike Than Cleopatra;, nor the queen of Ptolemy More womanly than he: hardly gave audience, or Vouchsaf’d to think he had partners: you shall find there A man who is the abstract of all faults That all men follow.
His sons he there proclaim’d the kings of kings: Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia, He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assign’d Syria, Cilicia, and Phoenicia: she In the habiliments of the goddess Isis That day appear’d; and oft before gave audience, As ’tis reported, so.
Let’s grant it is not Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy; To give a kingdom for a mirth; to sit And keep the turn of tippling with a slave; To reel the streets at noon, and stand the buffet With knaves that smell of sweat: say this becomes him,— As his composure must be rare indeed Whom these things cannot blemish,—yet must Antony No way excuse his foils when we do bear So great weight in his lightness.
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