Speeches (Lines) for Second Soldier in "Antony and Cleopatra"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 IV / 3
  • It will determine one way: fare you well.
    Heard you of nothing strange about...
  • It will determine one way: fare you well.
    Heard you of nothing strange about the streets?
  • First Soldier. Brother, good night: to-morrow is the day.

    Second Soldier. It will determine one way: fare you well.
    Heard you of nothing strange about the streets?

2 IV / 3
  • Belike 'tis but a rumour. Good night to you.
  • Belike 'tis but a rumour. Good night to you.
  • First Soldier. Nothing. What news?

    Second Soldier. Belike 'tis but a rumour. Good night to you.

3 IV / 3
  • Soldiers, have careful watch.
  • Soldiers, have careful watch.
  • First Soldier. Well, sir, good night.

    Second Soldier. Soldiers, have careful watch.

4 IV / 3
  • Hark!
  • Hark!
  • First Soldier. List, list!

    Second Soldier. Hark!

5 IV / 3
  • 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved,
    Now leaves him.
  • 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved,
    Now leaves him.
  • First Soldier. Peace, I say!
    What should this mean?

    Second Soldier. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom Antony loved,
    Now leaves him.

6 IV / 3
  • How now, masters!
  • How now, masters!
  • First Soldier. Walk; let's see if other watchmen
    Do hear what we do?

    Second Soldier. How now, masters!

7 IV / 9
  • This last day was
    A shrewd one to's.
  • This last day was
    A shrewd one to's.
  • First Soldier. If we be not relieved within this hour,
    We must return to the court of guard: the night
    Is shiny; and they say we shall embattle
    By the second hour i' the morn.

    Second Soldier. This last day was
    A shrewd one to's.

8 IV / 9
  • Stand close, and list him.
  • Stand close, and list him.
  • Third Soldier. What man is this?

    Second Soldier. Stand close, and list him.

9 IV / 9
  • Let's speak To him.
  • Let's speak To him.
  • DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS. O sovereign mistress of true melancholy,
    The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me,
    That life, a very rebel to my will,
    May hang no longer on me: throw my heart
    Against the flint and hardness of my fault:
    Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder,
    And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony,
    Nobler than my revolt is infamous,
    Forgive me in thine own particular;
    But let the world rank me in register
    A master-leaver and a fugitive:
    O Antony! O Antony!

    Second Soldier. Let's speak To him.

10 IV / 9
  • Go we to him.
  • Go we to him.
  • First Soldier. Swoons rather; for so bad a prayer as his
    Was never yet for sleep.

    Second Soldier. Go we to him.

11 IV / 9
  • Hear you, sir?
  • Hear you, sir?
  • Third Soldier. Awake, sir, awake; speak to us.

    Second Soldier. Hear you, sir?

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