Reading The Tragedie of Anthonie, and Cleopatra — William Shakespeare

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Cleo.

That time? Oh times:

I laught him out of patience: and that night

I laught him into patience, and next morne,

Ere the ninth houre, I drunke him to his bed:

Then put my Tires and Mantles on him, whilst

I wore his Sword Phillippan. Oh from Italie,

Enter a Messenger.

Ramme thou thy fruitefull tidings in mine eares,

That long time haue bin barren.

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