This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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10992 | And what threat does the reader imagine could possibly be devised to reach a mind so sunk, so desperate, so wretched as hers? |
10992 | Do you intend to escape, or to die?" |
10992 | If it goes against us, what do you intend to do? |
10992 | What interests, then, had she still remaining upon which a threat could take hold? |
10992 | is that all? |
40205 | And what threat does the reader imagine could possibly be devised to reach a mind so sunk, so desperate, so wretched as hers? |
40205 | Do you intend to escape, or to die?" |
40205 | If it goes against us, what do you intend to do? |
40205 | What interests, then, had she still remaining upon which a threat could take hold? |
40205 | is that all? |
5474 | And if he forced his way in? |
5474 | And what robbed Cleopatra of the renown of resembling the gods? |
5474 | But was it not natural that I should fear he had prejudiced the Queen? |
5474 | But what power have we to restrain the son of Antony? |
5474 | But who is to prevent it? |
5474 | For what? |
5474 | How old was she then? |
5474 | Jealousy? |
5474 | So late? |
5474 | Then her manner changed, and in the sweetest tones of her soft voice, she said beseechingly,''You wo n''t say such naughty things again, will you?'' 5474 Who, save ourselves?" |
5474 | Yet what mighty impulse might not be slumbering in the breast of a son of Julius Caesar and Cleopatra? |
5474 | But why should I try to conceal what she has displayed to the world openly enough throughout her whole life? |
5474 | Do you want to hear it?" |
5474 | Have you an idea of his teachings? |
5474 | No definite one? |
5474 | Was that Cleopatra? |
5474 | What Alexandrian has not seen this remarkable man? |
5474 | What had become of the heroes and the high- minded princes of the house of Ptolemy? |
5474 | What woman might not have been jealous of his enthusiasm for the Roman Hera? |
5474 | When to such tears were added uplifted hands and a few sweet words, such as,''It would make me happy,''or,''Do n''t you see how it hurts me?'' |
5474 | Yet why did she put on the bracelet which Antony gave her after his last visit? |
5474 | interrupted her mother joyfully,"what god met you as you went out this morning?" |
5480 | And I-- I? |
5480 | A noble heart which sees itself forced to pity a foe, easily forgives; and was she ever your enemy? |
5480 | Archibius, I may confess this to you, the friend who saw love for this man develop in the breast of the child-- But what does this mean? |
5480 | But could she succeed in rekindling his courage? |
5480 | But what disaster could he not have speedily vanquished in these days? |
5480 | Had longing for the changeful, exciting life of former days at last overpowered her? |
5480 | Had not the victory of Octavianus at Actium been a miracle? |
5480 | Had the fugitives been discovered and dragged with his family to the city to be thrown into prison, perhaps sent to the stone quarries? |
5480 | Have I read the old familiar book aright?" |
5480 | Have the people rebelled? |
5480 | How can I woo a girl whom I so deeply honour-- your sister, Barine-- when the image of another rules my soul?" |
5480 | How must this last banquet, which began so mournfully and continued with such reckless mirth, affect her? |
5480 | Or has the new tax levied, the command to seize the treasures of the temple, driven them to extremities? |
5480 | Or have tidings from Rome? |
5480 | The most absolute peace begins upon its threshold-- who knows where it ends? |
5480 | Was it the heat of April, with its desert winds, which had brought the transformation? |
5480 | Was not the plan of bringing the fleet across the isthmus bold and full of promise? |
5480 | Was solitude becoming unendurable? |
5480 | What am I to do? |
5480 | What can life offer you without her?" |
5480 | What fate is impending over the dear ones, who are so worthy of the greatest happiness? |
5480 | What had happened here? |
5480 | What if Antony proved himself the hero of yesterday, the general he had been in days of yore? |
5480 | What if Fate, like a capricious ruler, now changed from frowns to smiles? |
5480 | Who tore away the flowers beneath which they lay concealed? |
5480 | Would it be any marvel if she should pine with longing in this solitude, and even suffer physically from their severe privations? |
5477 | And do you think it would dim the light of your moon a little, were he to seek her here in vain? |
5477 | And that? |
5477 | And the authority? |
5477 | Do you intend to render your words more attractive by the veil with which you shroud them? 5477 Do you know its real history?" |
5477 | Not even if the person who has been robbed-- the Queen-- commands you to give up the dishonestly acquired possession? |
5477 | That means that your revelations would wound me, the sun? |
5477 | Was the winter we have just experienced intended to fill us with twofold gratitude for the delights of the mild spring in this blessed room? |
5477 | Yet you have attempted it? |
5477 | And Mark Antony? |
5477 | And did this vain woman go to rest with costly gold ornaments? |
5477 | And what was the cause? |
5477 | But what had happened? |
5477 | But what was this? |
5477 | But you will have her examined, and then----What may she not make of the story of Mark Antony, Barine, and the two armlets? |
5477 | Cleopatra''s eyes sparkled with a brighter light as she asked eagerly,"Do you, the granddaughter of a philosopher, know the system of the master?" |
5477 | Could it be Cleopatra''s intention to question her before the eyes of all these men, women, and boys? |
5477 | Do you hear the howling of the storm? |
5477 | Do you think that he will again seek the singer? |
5477 | Else how did the circlet chance to be on her arm? |
5477 | Else why had it been selected as the scene of this nocturnal trial? |
5477 | How can you men, who only command and desire, understand the happiness of sacrifice? |
5477 | How dared Cleopatra assert that she was convicted of a crime, without hearing her defence? |
5477 | May I ask which seems to you the most desirable?" |
5477 | Or,"and as she spoke she touched Barine''s shoulder"--or why should you wear, during the hours of slumber, that circlet on your arm?" |
5477 | Shall I betray the moon, when I am sure of gaining nothing thereby save to dim the warm light of the sun?" |
5477 | The simplest way would be--""Well?" |
5477 | Was it the coloured rays from the ruby eyes of the dragon in the fireplace which shed the roseate glow on Cleopatra''s cheeks? |
5477 | Was this also the singer''s fault? |
5477 | What is the meaning of this sudden entry of summer? |
5477 | What prevented her from confessing that her heart was another''s? |
5477 | Who can blame her for prizing it so highly that she does not remove it even while she sleeps?" |
5477 | Who can blame the ill- treated friend if it is less ready to serve us as the years go on? |
5477 | Yet, had this disturbing influence really existed? |
5477 | cried the Queen gaily, and, turning to the companion of her own studies, she added:"Did you hear, Charmian? |
5475 | Do you? |
5475 | Iras? |
5475 | We? |
5475 | Well? |
5475 | Who was your companion? |
5475 | But Archibius, the brave, circumspect counsellor and helper? |
5475 | But in that case how had Antony reached Taenarum? |
5475 | But look at yonder figure in the white robe beside the left obelisk-- is it not Dion? |
5475 | But who in Alexandria could venture to refuse admittance to a son of the Queen?" |
5475 | But would the Alexandrian possess the lofty gift of freedom, if the Romans ruled his city as they governed Carthage or Corinth? |
5475 | But would the young beauty, accustomed to gay intercourse with distinguished men, have been able to submit to her demands? |
5475 | Had Octavianus taken possession of them? |
5475 | Had she offended him? |
5475 | Here Archibius interrupted him with the exclamation:"A ray of light amid all this gloom? |
5475 | How did it fall into the hands of the pirates? |
5475 | How had it been kindled? |
5475 | Now, full of the warmest confidence, he asked whether she would consent to rule as mistress of his home, the honour and ornament of his ancient name? |
5475 | The others? |
5475 | Was he detained by the spell of Didymus''s granddaughter? |
5475 | Were it otherwise, how could the love and loyalty which cleave to the hapless, defeated woman, be repaid with anguish of heart and tears? |
5475 | Were they burned or sunk? |
5475 | What could induce Antony to give so strange an order? |
5475 | What did this mean? |
5475 | What had become of the magnificent galleys which had accompanied her to the battle? |
5475 | What would have prevented him-- as he did later-- from taking the object of his love to Rome, had it been possible at that time? |
5475 | Where had the wood been gathered in this desert? |
5475 | Where would the Queen go now? |
5475 | Who knows how soon they may be orphaned? |
5475 | Why should he conceal what had reached his ears? |
5475 | Would Pompey defend himself, or why did he raise his hand? |
5475 | Yesterday, among all the thousands, there was scarcely a single doubter; but to- day- how does it happen? |
5475 | You have had news which rouses your anxiety?" |
5481 | And Octavianus? |
5481 | But her future destiny? 5481 Is n''t she?" |
5481 | Must I repeat it? |
5481 | On me? |
5481 | Would it not rather be my place to complain? 5481 And if we succeed--? |
5481 | And love? |
5481 | But where am I wandering? |
5481 | Charmian nodded assent, and whispered,"The poison?" |
5481 | Does it not seem to you also as if the very sun in the heavens was darkened?" |
5481 | If he does not reveal to me what awaits me and you learn it, then-- you will not say no, you can not refuse me-- then you, yes, you will inform me?" |
5481 | Iras saw it, and after Barine had answered her question,"Dion''s child?" |
5481 | Is any written testimony required in behalf of charms whose magic is still potent?" |
5481 | May I know in what manner your kindness and wisdom have shaped her future? |
5481 | Must not he, therefore, have decided the children''s fate ere he consented to see their mother? |
5481 | Now he endeavoured to raise her companion, saying reproachfully,"Charmian, was this well done?" |
5481 | Or, rather, what did you promise the vanquished Queen?" |
5481 | Promptly and firmly came the reply:"What have I been able to do for you until now? |
5481 | Should she dupe him into granting her wishes by feigning love for the first time? |
5481 | Should she yield to the man who had insulted her, in order to induce him to accord the children their rights? |
5481 | So the result was satisfactory?" |
5481 | Was it too great for Octavianus, or too petty? |
5481 | What fate will you bestow on her and her children?" |
5481 | What if she loved the nephew as she had once loved the uncle who, through her, had learned what bliss life can offer? |
5481 | What marvel, if I looked for them in vain? |
5481 | What matters all else that we sacrificed? |
5481 | What may we hope from your favour?" |
5481 | What must she be when it is love that constrains the flame of her glowing soul to burst into a blaze?" |
5481 | What shall I be to- morrow, what later? |
5481 | Whether it will be painless, who can tell? |
5481 | Who could venture to speak in her presence of vanished charms? |
5481 | Who would not seek in war to diminish the enemy''s booty?" |
5481 | Why does the serpent delay? |
5481 | Will you not? |
5481 | Yet what am I? |
5481 | tell me, what is your decision concerning me and the children? |
5479 | And suppose she should do it, Archibius? 5479 But I, what have I been to him?" |
5479 | How? |
5479 | More? 5479 Now?" |
5479 | That game is lost,Archibius broke in with so much earnestness that Charmian started, repeating in a low, timid tone:"Lost?" |
5479 | Then why did he not suffer it to content him? |
5479 | This? |
5479 | ''What joys has life not offered me?'' |
5479 | Against whom? |
5479 | And during the hours of the day and evening? |
5479 | And the children? |
5479 | And was not the requirement that whoever is to command must first learn to obey, based upon old experiences? |
5479 | And what lay before her in the existence which lasted an eternity? |
5479 | But for whom were the festivals to be celebrated; with whom could she share them? |
5479 | But where were the bearers? |
5479 | But why did Dion, whom I loved so fervently, disdain me? |
5479 | Could she have any other emotion than thankfulness if the plan of escape succeeded? |
5479 | Did she take you into her confidence?" |
5479 | For whom did she adorn herself or strive to stay the vanishing charm? |
5479 | How could she have found time and thought for such affairs? |
5479 | How would-- this must be the form of the question-- the years purchased by the murder or betrayal of one whom she loved shape themselves for her? |
5479 | I have reason to believe it, for whom did I ever love save the Queen? |
5479 | I must talk with him, and-- you no longer have any thought of a parting? |
5479 | Iras threw back her head with angry pride, exclaiming passionately:"Was it I who injured you? |
5479 | Is Barine''s hiding- place secure?" |
5479 | Now there was nothing more to lose; but what might not Cleopatra bestow upon his master? |
5479 | Or is she so much beloved because she entered the world full of its wealth, and dispenses it as the sun diffuses light? |
5479 | Purchase of whom? |
5479 | What do I care for Egypt? |
5479 | What is sweeter than sound sleep, and who will disturb and rouse me when Death has lowered his torch before me? |
5479 | What plan of meeting have you arranged?" |
5479 | What prevented her from grasping the gold, giving the hint, issuing the command? |
5479 | What should I be, and what am I? |
5479 | When he had retired, she exclaimed to Charmian:"Was I blind? |
5479 | Where is your ward?" |
5479 | Why did Mark Antony prefer Cleopatra to Octavia, who was not less fair, whose heart was his, and whose hand held the sovereignty of half the world?" |
5479 | Why should not her son taste the quiet happiness which she had enjoyed in the garden of Epicurus? |
5479 | Why should she reflect and consider longer? |
5479 | You mean, I suppose, the children?" |
5479 | what changes so quickly as joy and sorrow? |
5478 | A bird? 5478 And Iras? |
5478 | And will you meet the disheartened hero in this mood? |
5478 | Archibius? |
5478 | Good? |
5478 | How can that be? |
5478 | How shall I thank you, you dear, clever, most loyal of friends to your male friends, though your heart is so faithless to fair ones? 5478 I am now going to show the gentlemen the danger which threatens her, and if I succeed-- Yet what could a serving- woman of my appearance accomplish? |
5478 | Is that the cause of this gracious respite? |
5478 | Is that true, really true? |
5478 | Is the army defeated also? |
5478 | Rescued? |
5478 | Since when? |
5478 | What else would you have me do? |
5478 | What is great or petty to the heart of a loving woman? |
5478 | You here, Pyrrhus? |
5478 | And I? |
5478 | And now-- now? |
5478 | And now-- now?" |
5478 | As the Syrian held out his hand to take leave, she asked bluntly"And Dion?" |
5478 | But did not we have better ones? |
5478 | Do you hear? |
5478 | Do you remember the dull dreamer whom we left ere he set forth for Paraetonium? |
5478 | Do you wish to see the letter?" |
5478 | Else would he have followed me hither, though no magic goblet drew him after me? |
5478 | Had some of Alexas''s myrmidons arrived, or was he himself on the way to examine Dion, or even arrest him? |
5478 | Have you seen our house? |
5478 | I will tell our Barine of your faithful resolution; but how can she show her gratitude for it if you are a dead man?" |
5478 | Look me in the face, Charmian, and answer me as fearlessly as a mirror: did Olympus really succeed in effacing the wrinkles?" |
5478 | Might I not go to the harbour and await him there? |
5478 | Pestilence or famine-- which shall we call the worse?" |
5478 | That painless peace--our chief good-- whence came it? |
5478 | The main thing? |
5478 | Then you will start after sundown?" |
5478 | True, Archibius''s stable was full of fine animals, but who was she that she should presume to use them? |
5478 | Was the mischief- maker everywhere? |
5478 | Whence do I, by whose miserable weakness the battle of Actium was lost, derive the right to walk longer beneath the sun? |
5478 | Where will this new passion lead you? |
5478 | Why repeat what we both know well enough? |
5478 | Would he be strong enough to follow the long passage leading to the sea? |
5478 | Would the anxieties which weigh upon her like mountains interpose between the Queen and the jealous rancour which is too petty for her great soul?" |
5478 | Would you like to see the lady Berenike and the others before your departure?" |
5478 | You know the tidings this terrible day has brought?" |
5478 | cried Charmian;"how did she bear all this?" |
5478 | cried Gorgias in an irritated tone:"May not a man admire what is magnificent, wonderful, unique? |
5478 | what has befallen us? |
5476 | And his tutor Rhodon? 5476 And the reckless deed was successful?" |
5476 | And what does the flower owe to your maiden,cried Dion,"or our city to Rome? |
5476 | But are you so sure that it was love which made him follow me? 5476 If necessity requires?" |
5476 | Murder? |
5476 | So you know her? |
5476 | The Queen''s leech? |
5476 | Then you know already? |
5476 | To the palace? |
5476 | What do you intend, my royal mistress? |
5476 | What thoughts are these? |
5476 | Where does she live? |
5476 | And now? |
5476 | And the boy slumbering on the pillows? |
5476 | And yet, have I a right to execrate the thrall of the beaker? |
5476 | At first they refused to give their names--""Caesarion slightly, really only slightly wounded?" |
5476 | Because a woman had yielded to idle fears, obeyed the yearning of a mother''s heart, and fled? |
5476 | But what bounds can be set to the insatiate greed of these women? |
5476 | But what happened at Actium? |
5476 | But, after all, what harm can they do us, if we only keep close together, we two old people and the children of the children whom Hades rent from us? |
5476 | Did Helena need assistance? |
5476 | Extending her hand to raise Iras, who had sunk prostrate before her, she kissed her on the forehead, whispering,"The children?" |
5476 | For each one of these children a great empire would not be too high a price; for them all----What does earth contain that I would not bestow? |
5476 | How could the wind have set one torch in the place of another, and moved lights or lanterns in a direction opposite to its violent course? |
5476 | How could you have forgotten that you aided me to win the wager which forced Antony to gaze into the beaker before I filled it for him? |
5476 | My blood seemed fairly to freeze in my veins, and Alexas, trembling and deadly pale, asked,''Do you command us to quit the battle?'' |
5476 | My strict commands?" |
5476 | Then, closing the diptychon, she handed it to her attendant, asking:"Whom will you take?" |
5476 | Was it the storm that stirred them? |
5476 | Was the slave seeking for a member of the family? |
5476 | What did the old man want at so late an hour on this dark night? |
5476 | What had befallen the poor youth that day? |
5476 | What is the love of men? |
5476 | What remained for her to give? |
5476 | What say you to the tooth which my lips do not hide so kindly as you assert? |
5476 | Who cherishes anxiety when confidently expecting victory? |
5476 | Whose save my own are these lines around the corners of the eyes and on the brow? |
5476 | Why should I blind myself? |
5476 | Why, why? |
5476 | Yet what can I still call my own?" |
5476 | Yet, why should an undertaking which was successful in the days of Sesostris appear unattainable? |
5476 | You are silent? |
5476 | You swear that the wound is but a slight one?" |
5473 | Archibius? |
5473 | Barine? |
5473 | Credit her? |
5473 | Did not you say that Iras, with whom you played when a boy is now becoming troublesome by watching your every step? 5473 Do you imagine that she would go with me?" |
5473 | Fading? |
5473 | For whom save the good old man who was my father''s preceptor, and his just claim? |
5473 | Have you received bad news from the fleet? |
5473 | How can you take pleasure, whenever it is possible, in casting such slurs upon a woman, whom but yesterday you called blameless, charming, peerless? |
5473 | I? |
5473 | Like Philostratus, you mean, on whom I bestowed a few blows in addition to the golden guerdon received from your hand? |
5473 | Shall I accompany you? |
5473 | That the boy may not follow Barine? |
5473 | Then this horrible folly is known? |
5473 | Then what can be said of my influence? |
5473 | What is all this ado about? |
5473 | Who consults a girl of fifteen in the choice of a husband? 5473 Who, in these days, knows whether the sky will be blue or grey to- morrow? |
5473 | You mean the remark about the Queen''s accompanying the fleet? |
5473 | You? |
5473 | Yours? |
5473 | And for what purpose? |
5473 | And what are mere rumours? |
5473 | And why? |
5473 | And, fellow- citizens, do you know why? |
5473 | But if she should consent to become his without the blessing of Hymen? |
5473 | But what does the petted Dion care for his fading playfellow?" |
5473 | Had a new, strong passion awakened within him? |
5473 | Had he not been drawn to her, during the past few months, by the mere charm of her pliant intellect and her bright beauty? |
5473 | Has the monster dragged along there any connection with the twin statues of the Queen and her friend? |
5473 | He stands before me, and who does not easily stick fast when marsh and mire are so near? |
5473 | Is it worthy of a sensible person to suffer courage to be depressed by a sailor''s gossip? |
5473 | Or do you see any other way to protect the unhappy boy from incalculable misfortune? |
5473 | Or is she? |
5473 | Probably it was you, too, who had him flung into the water, after you had vented your wrath on him? |
5473 | Strange things seem to be occurring, and yonder-- or am I mistaken? |
5473 | Suppose in future we should call the round buttercup seed- vessels''Philostratus heads''? |
5473 | Then rage burst forth afresh"What do I care for your money? |
5473 | To Iras, his mother''s confidante? |
5473 | Was Barine more to him than he supposed? |
5473 | Was Helena''s image, which now floated before him so bewitchingly, destined to fade as swiftly? |
5473 | Was he in danger of seeing the will which urged him to preserve his freedom conquered? |
5473 | Was it you who selected that place for them?" |
5473 | What could they want of the secluded philosopher? |
5473 | What is the sole object of my words? |
5473 | What is the world, what am I to her, compared with the Queen, the idol of her heart? |
5473 | Which of the enemy''s generals could cope with Antony on the land? |
5473 | Who revered the sacredness of marriage in a city whose queen was openly living for the second time with the husband of another? |
5473 | Why am I using it here till it is weary and almost paralyzed? |
5473 | Would you still be ready to plunge into the water for me, as in those days? |
5473 | You like the suggestion? |
2062 | ''Tis your last remedy, and strongest too: And then this Dolabella, who so fit To practise on? |
2062 | ''Twas what I feared.-- Charmion, is this well done? |
2062 | A long speech preparing? |
2062 | A word in private.-- When saw you Dolabella? |
2062 | Again? |
2062 | Ah, what will not a woman do, who loves? |
2062 | Alone, and talking to himself? |
2062 | Am I a Cleopatra? |
2062 | Am I false, Or infamous? |
2062 | Am I to live, or die?--nay, do I live? |
2062 | And dreamed you this? |
2062 | And she received my message with as true, With as unfeigned a sorrow as you brought it? |
2062 | And should I Forsake this beauty? |
2062 | And should my weakness be a plea for yours? |
2062 | And to whom could I more fitly apply myself than to your lordship, who have not only an inborn, but an hereditary loyalty? |
2062 | And was I worth a tear? |
2062 | And what''s this toy, In balance with your fortune, honour, fame? |
2062 | And who must wear them then? |
2062 | And would you more? |
2062 | And yet you first Persuaded me: How come you altered since? |
2062 | And, would you multiply more ruins on me? |
2062 | Are they noble? |
2062 | Are you Antony? |
2062 | Are you concerned, That she''s found false? |
2062 | Are you my friend, Ventidius? |
2062 | Art thou Ventidius? |
2062 | Art thou living? |
2062 | Art thou not one? |
2062 | Art thou returned at last, my better half? |
2062 | At Actium, who betrayed him? |
2062 | Begged it, my lord? |
2062 | Bright as a goddess? |
2062 | But have I no remembrance? |
2062 | But shall I speak? |
2062 | But what of that? |
2062 | But who''s that stranger? |
2062 | Can Heaven prepare A newer torment? |
2062 | Can I do this? |
2062 | Can it find a curse Beyond our separation? |
2062 | Can they be friends of Antony, who revel When Antony''s in danger? |
2062 | Can you not tell her, you must part? |
2062 | Canst thou remember, When, swelled with hatred, thou beheld''st her first, As accessary to thy brother''s death? |
2062 | Could I do so? |
2062 | Could he speak More plainly? |
2062 | Could you not beg An hour''s admittance to his private ear? |
2062 | Coward flesh, Wouldst thou conspire with Caesar to betray me, As thou wert none of mine? |
2062 | Did he then weep? |
2062 | Did not you o''errule, And force my plain, direct, and open love, Into these crooked paths of jealousy? |
2062 | Didst thou not shrink behind me from those eyes And whisper in my ear-- Oh, tell her not That I accused her with my brother''s death? |
2062 | Does this weak passion Become a mighty queen? |
2062 | Dost thou think me desperate, Without just cause? |
2062 | Drives me before him, To the world''s ridge, and sweeps me off like rubbish? |
2062 | Enter CHARMION Now, what news, my Charmion? |
2062 | First tell me, were you chosen by my lord? |
2062 | For showing you yourself, Which none else durst have done? |
2062 | Fortune is Caesar''s now; and what am I? |
2062 | Go from all that''s excellent? |
2062 | Good heavens, is this,--is this the man who braves me? |
2062 | Has he courage? |
2062 | Hast thou not seen my morning chambers filled With sceptred slaves, who waited to salute me? |
2062 | Hast thou not still some grudgings of thy fever? |
2062 | Have I then lived to be excused to Caesar? |
2062 | Have comfort, madam: Did you mark that shout? |
2062 | Have you no friend In all his army, who has power to move him? |
2062 | How bears he this last blow? |
2062 | How is it with you? |
2062 | How less pleasing? |
2062 | How shall I plead my cause, when you, my judge, Already have condemned me? |
2062 | How stands the queen affected? |
2062 | How? |
2062 | I am no queen: Is this to be a queen, to be besieged By yon insulting Roman, and to wait Each hour the victor''s chain? |
2062 | I can not go one moment from your sight, And must I go for ever? |
2062 | I find a secret yielding in my soul; But Cleopatra, who would die with me, Must she be left? |
2062 | I, traitor as I was, for love of you( But what can you not do, who made me false?) |
2062 | If a little glittering in discourse has passed them on us for witty men, where was the necessity of undeceiving the world? |
2062 | If bounteous nature, if indulgent Heaven Have given me charms to please the bravest man, Should I not thank them? |
2062 | In the first place, I am to be forsaken; is''t not so? |
2062 | In the meantime, what right can be pretended by these men to attempt innovation in church or state? |
2062 | Is Death no more? |
2062 | Is it for thee to spy upon my soul, And see its inward mourning? |
2062 | Is she fair? |
2062 | Is that a hard request? |
2062 | Is that a word For Antony to use to Cleopatra? |
2062 | Is there one god unsworn to my destruction? |
2062 | Is there yet left A possibility of aid from valour? |
2062 | Is this a meeting? |
2062 | Is this friendly done? |
2062 | Is this so strange? |
2062 | Is''t come to this? |
2062 | Know you his business? |
2062 | Less to yourself, or me? |
2062 | Let me think: What can I say, to save myself from death? |
2062 | Look on her, view her well, and those she brings: Are they all strangers to your eyes? |
2062 | Look on these; Are they not yours? |
2062 | May I believe you love me? |
2062 | More softly.--My farewell? |
2062 | Must I bear this? |
2062 | Must I bid you twice? |
2062 | Must I weep too? |
2062 | My Cleopatra? |
2062 | My joys, my only joys, are centred here: What place have I to go to? |
2062 | My kisses, my embraces now are hers; While I-- But thou hast seen my rival; speak, Does she deserve this blessing? |
2062 | My lord, have I Deserved to be thus used? |
2062 | My lord? |
2062 | My own kingdom? |
2062 | My queen and thou have got the start of me, And I''m the lag of honour.--Gone so soon? |
2062 | No more? |
2062 | No, I''m proud''Tis thus: Would Antony could see me now Think you he would not sigh, though he must leave me? |
2062 | Not Cleopatra? |
2062 | Not see him; say you? |
2062 | Not so? |
2062 | Now thou hast seen me, art thou satisfied? |
2062 | Now, Antony, wouldst thou be born for this? |
2062 | Now, what''s the event? |
2062 | O Dolabella, which way shall I turn? |
2062 | Octavia, I was looking you, my love: What, are your letters ready? |
2062 | Oh, wheel you there? |
2062 | Or am I dead before I knew, and thou The first kind ghost that meets me? |
2062 | Or am I dead? |
2062 | Or are you turned a Dolabella too, And let this fury loose? |
2062 | Or sought you this employment? |
2062 | Pity pleads for Octavia; But does it not plead more for Cleopatra? |
2062 | Respect is for a wife: Am I that thing, That dull, insipid lump, without desires, And without power to give them? |
2062 | Saw you the emperor, Ventidius? |
2062 | Shall I bring The love you bore me for my advocate? |
2062 | Shall I set A man, my equal, in the place of Jove, As he could give me being? |
2062 | Shame of our sex, Dost thou not blush to own those black endearments, That make sin pleasing? |
2062 | She dies for love; but she has known its joys: Gods, is this just, that I, who know no joys, Must die, because she loves? |
2062 | She looked, methought, As she would say-- Take your old man, Octavia; Thank you, I''m better here.-- Well, but what use Make we of this discovery? |
2062 | Should I be ashamed, And not be proud? |
2062 | Should mistresses be left, And not provide against a time of change? |
2062 | Speak; would you have me perish by my stay? |
2062 | Ten years''love, And not a moment lost, but all improved To the utmost joys,--what ages have we lived? |
2062 | That I have lost for you: Or to the Romans? |
2062 | That''s my royal master; And, shall we fight? |
2062 | The aspics, madam? |
2062 | The least unmortgaged hope? |
2062 | The pretty hand in earnest? |
2062 | The queen, where is she? |
2062 | Then art thou innocent, my poor dear love, And art thou dead? |
2062 | Then must we part? |
2062 | Then, Dolabella, where was then thy soul? |
2062 | Then, granting this, What power was theirs, who wrought so hard a temper To honourable terms? |
2062 | Then, we must part? |
2062 | There''s but one way shut up: How came I hither? |
2062 | Therefore you would leave me? |
2062 | They hate me for your sake: Or must I wander The wide world o''er, a helpless, banished woman, Banished for love of you; banished from you? |
2062 | This all- perfect creature? |
2062 | This from a friend? |
2062 | Thou wouldst say, he would not see me? |
2062 | Though I deserved this usage, Was it like you to give it? |
2062 | To frighten our Egyptian boys withal, And train them up, betimes, in fear of priesthood? |
2062 | To place myself beneath the mighty flaw, Thus to be crushed, and pounded into atoms, By its o''erwhelming weight? |
2062 | To stand by my fair fame, and guard the approaches From the ill tongues of men? |
2062 | To what end These ensigns of your pomp and royalty? |
2062 | Unwillingly? |
2062 | Vanquished? |
2062 | Was it for me to prop The ruins of a falling majesty? |
2062 | Was it so hard for you to bear our parting? |
2062 | Was not thy fury quite disarmed with wonder? |
2062 | We''re now alone, in secrecy and silence; And is not this like lovers? |
2062 | Well, Dolabella, you performed my message? |
2062 | Well, I must man it out:--What would the queen? |
2062 | Were there so many hours For your unkindness, and not one for love? |
2062 | What harms it you that Cleopatra''s just? |
2062 | What has my age deserved, that you should think I would abuse your ears with perjury? |
2062 | What hindered me to have led my conquering eagles To fill Octavius''bands? |
2062 | What lethargy has crept into your soul? |
2062 | What means my lord? |
2062 | What means will she refuse, to keep that heart, Where all her joys are placed? |
2062 | What must be done? |
2062 | What secret meaning have you in those words Of-- My farewell? |
2062 | What shall I answer? |
2062 | What shall I do, or whither shall I turn? |
2062 | What tell''st thou me of Egypt? |
2062 | What think''st thou was his answer? |
2062 | What was''t they said? |
2062 | What woman was it, whom you heard and saw So playful with my friend? |
2062 | What''s false, my lord? |
2062 | What, is she poison to you?--a disease? |
2062 | Where have you learnt that answer? |
2062 | Where is my lord? |
2062 | Where left you them? |
2062 | Where shall I find him, where? |
2062 | Where, where''s the queen? |
2062 | Wherein have I offended you, my lord, That I am bid to leave you? |
2062 | Which way? |
2062 | Who am I? |
2062 | Who am I? |
2062 | Who bids my age make way? |
2062 | Who knows, but we may pierce through all their troops, And reach my veterans yet? |
2062 | Who made him cheap at Rome, but Cleopatra? |
2062 | Who made him scorned abroad, but Cleopatra? |
2062 | Who made his children orphans, and poor me A wretched widow? |
2062 | Who made them the trustees, or to speak a little nearer their own language, the keepers of the liberty of England? |
2062 | Who says we must? |
2062 | Who shall guard mine, For living after you? |
2062 | Why did they refuse to march? |
2062 | Why didst thou mock my hopes with promised aids, To double my despair? |
2062 | Why didst thou tempt my anger, by discovery Of what I would not hear? |
2062 | Why do I seek a proof beyond yourself? |
2062 | Why dost thou drive me from myself, to search For foreign aids?--to hunt my memory, And range all o''er a waste and barren place, To find a friend? |
2062 | Why have you brought me back to this loathed being; The abode of falsehood, violated vows, And injured love? |
2062 | Why should a man like this, Who dares not trust his fate for one great action, Be all the care of Heaven? |
2062 | Why should he lord it O''er fourscore thousand men, of whom each one Is braver than himself? |
2062 | Why should they fight indeed, to make her conquer, And make you more a slave? |
2062 | Why shouldst thou make that question? |
2062 | Why stayest thou here? |
2062 | Why then does Antony dream out his hours, And tempts not fortune for a noble day, Which might redeem what Actium lost? |
2062 | Why was I framed with this plain, honest heart, Which knows not to disguise its griefs and weakness, But bears its workings outward to the world? |
2062 | Why would you shift it from yourself on me? |
2062 | Why? |
2062 | Why? |
2062 | Will he be kind? |
2062 | Will you go? |
2062 | Will you then die? |
2062 | Wilt thou forgive my fondness this once more? |
2062 | Wilt thou not live, to speak some good of me? |
2062 | Would a man who has an ill title to an estate, but yet is in possession of it; would he bring it of his own accord, to be tried at Westminster? |
2062 | Would you be taken? |
2062 | Would you believe he loved you? |
2062 | Would you cast off a slave who followed you? |
2062 | Would you indeed? |
2062 | Would you triumph o''er poor Octavia''s virtue? |
2062 | Yes, but he''ll say, you left Octavia for me;-- And, can you blame me to receive that love, Which quitted such desert, for worthless me? |
2062 | Yes; when his end is so, I must join with him; Indeed I must, and yet you must not chide; Why am I else your friend? |
2062 | Yet grant that all the love she boasts were true, Has she not ruined you? |
2062 | Yet may I speak? |
2062 | Yet, are you cold? |
2062 | Yet, is there ary more? |
2062 | Yield me to Caesar''s pride? |
2062 | You plead each other''s cause: What witness have you, That you but meant to raise my jealousy? |
2062 | You will not leave me then? |
2062 | You will not see her? |
2062 | You would be killed like Tully, would you? |
2062 | You would be lost, then? |
2062 | You would free me, And would be dropt at Athens; was''t not so? |
2062 | You''ll remember To whom you stand obliged? |
2062 | and is all perfection Confined to her? |
2062 | and will he not forsake me? |
2062 | concerned too? |
2062 | has nature No secret call, no whisper they are yours? |
2062 | her eunuch there? |
2062 | how could you betray This tender heart, which with an infant fondness Lay lulled betwixt your bosoms, and there slept, Secure of injured faith? |
2062 | might not I Share in your entertainment? |
2062 | or stand they thus neglected, As they are mine? |
2062 | to gain you kingdoms, Which, for a kiss, at your next midnight feast, You''ll sell to her? |
2062 | where is he? |
2062 | where? |
2062 | whither? |
2062 | wouldst thou betray him too? |
61712 | And if I am killed, what will you do? |
61712 | And now? |
61712 | And will you in return, beautiful Cleopatra, swear that you will not try to kill yourself? 61712 Antony is married?" |
61712 | Antony, my beloved, do you not know that I could not live without you? 61712 Are you cold?" |
61712 | Are you homesick? 61712 At least it will be an easy matter to get in?" |
61712 | But Madame, he has known Cleopatra, what other woman could he find to take your place? |
61712 | But are you not above the law? |
61712 | Can you find nothing gentler? |
61712 | Dead? |
61712 | Do n''t you know,answered the steward,"that only at a certain stage is a roast fit to eat? |
61712 | Do you not realize that this is no place for you? |
61712 | Do you really mean it? |
61712 | Do you remember that first evening? |
61712 | Do you think he can ever forgive me? |
61712 | Do you think so? |
61712 | Do you want to see me ruined, humiliated? |
61712 | Even though the hour and place were not especially consecrated to love, was it not permissible to evoke its charming images? |
61712 | Hark, what was that? |
61712 | Have you no longer any faith in our victory? |
61712 | How can this be? |
61712 | How can you deceive yourself so? 61712 How can you understand my difficulties? |
61712 | How did he look? 61712 How do you know that?" |
61712 | How long since you have seen the Imperator? |
61712 | How long will it take to finish that piece of sculpture? |
61712 | How old is she? |
61712 | How shall I divert him? |
61712 | I have cursed you, yes; but hated you, how could I? |
61712 | If I lose what shall I give you? |
61712 | If you feel that way,said Ahenobarbus with the simplicity of a heart accustomed to match deeds with words,"why hesitate? |
61712 | Iras, tell me, what is it? |
61712 | Is it much farther? |
61712 | Is love so mighty then,gasped the old soldier,"that once in its thrall a man has no more power over himself?" |
61712 | Is that on account of their modesty? |
61712 | Is the Queen having a banquet this evening? |
61712 | Of what are you accusing me? |
61712 | Oh, my Imperator, is it because you scorn us, our swords, our lances, that you are putting faith in those rotten planks? |
61712 | Shall I,he muttered,"who have looked on mankind as a vile herd, become by cowardly inertia like unto those I scorn?" |
61712 | These much decried donations to Alexandria, what are they but annexations of Rome? 61712 What amusement can I devise to protect him during this last day from the appeals of Ahenobarbus?" |
61712 | What are you thinking about? |
61712 | What can I do for you? |
61712 | What do you wish? 61712 What does he want?" |
61712 | What does the daughter of Amoun- Ra seek of an insignificant being? |
61712 | What is there to hinder you? |
61712 | What is this tale? 61712 What reason have you for thinking that the Queen has given up her ambition to reign with me in the Capitol at Rome?" |
61712 | What,he cried,"eight wild boars for twelve stomachs?" |
61712 | Where was he then? |
61712 | Why are you beating each other like that? |
61712 | Why are you going so early? 61712 Why have you come to see me?" |
61712 | Why should she disturb you, since we never see her? |
61712 | Why should you suffer thus? |
61712 | Will she be mine at last? |
61712 | You are depressed; what is troubling you? |
61712 | You have been annoyed with me? |
61712 | You know what she advises? |
61712 | You swear it? |
61712 | After all, why should she not be jealous? |
61712 | All that fabulously rich Orient, on which Alexander had built his matchless fame? |
61712 | All these soul- torturing thoughts she put in her next demand:"You want me to die, then?" |
61712 | Am I wrong? |
61712 | And Cleopatra, though fully aware of his feeling, how would she have received an avowal of his love? |
61712 | And Italy? |
61712 | And Persia? |
61712 | And her own position? |
61712 | And how could she combat that Aristocracy that hated her, as she had been able to do when she was sixteen? |
61712 | And if he did, who would he be? |
61712 | And what finer keynote to his character as a man could be found than his loyal submission to his chief, whose glory he never coveted? |
61712 | And what had Octavius offered in exchange? |
61712 | Antony sighed:"What will to- morrow bring forth?" |
61712 | Anxious to divert her from things which by their very charm were depressing, Charmian said gently:"Will you not come now and try to sleep, Madame? |
61712 | Are you blind, my sister, to the infamous way he has treated you? |
61712 | As Egypt is, or will be to- morrow, a Roman province, why is there any discontent? |
61712 | As to succeeding...? |
61712 | Besides, he was remote from cities and consequently not exposed to the temptations of town life; why should she have any fears? |
61712 | Besides, what was the danger? |
61712 | Besides, why should he have any serious suspicions of a woman whose days were passed in futile occupations? |
61712 | Burdened with grave responsibilities, did he have any right to be so absorbed in his love affairs? |
61712 | But Antony was tormented by one ever- recurring doubt: what did Cleopatra really feel in regard to him? |
61712 | But can she protect your power as we, your friends, can?--the defenders of your cause who have left everything to follow your standards? |
61712 | But could he carry it out to a glorious victory? |
61712 | But did not everything in the palace of the Seleucides-- a restoration of the one which had made Sardanapalus famous-- tend to increase this feeling? |
61712 | But how could his compatriots be induced to take arms against him? |
61712 | But how could she reach this great man? |
61712 | But how could such injustice be done to a woman whose birth and rank had placed her near Olympus? |
61712 | But if these insurrectionists should think her deserted, dependent only on her own resources, of what attempt would they not be capable? |
61712 | But if you do not care for my aid and do not want me to wait for you, what will become of me?" |
61712 | But in what form would it come? |
61712 | But what could he say? |
61712 | But what of Antony? |
61712 | But what of that? |
61712 | But what was he to do? |
61712 | But what was her dream? |
61712 | But what were such obstacles to the youthful heroine who had measured the world and found it none too large for her ambitions? |
61712 | But when have love and self- interest been proved irreconcilable? |
61712 | But who was his messenger and what course should she take with him? |
61712 | But who would be the conquerors? |
61712 | But why should they declare themselves defeated when they were not? |
61712 | But why waste time in dreaming of that vanished opportunity which would come to him no more? |
61712 | But would Rome allow him to carry it out? |
61712 | But would he not make her pay for her coquetry? |
61712 | But would the mere personal possession of her have satisfied him? |
61712 | But, as he was to- day, how could he change his habits? |
61712 | But, as wise old Homer has said,"What can be expected of a man who lets himself be the slave of a woman?" |
61712 | But, on the other hand, had he not suffered torment all the days since Fate had separated them? |
61712 | But, though barely seventeen years of age, would any one have called Cleopatra a child? |
61712 | By what means could she secure from his omnipotence that aid which would transform her from a prisoner to a queen? |
61712 | Could it be that he was the saviour whom the god had promised? |
61712 | Could it be true that Cleopatra no longer coveted for him the rank of master of the world? |
61712 | Could not the laws of the universe be altered? |
61712 | Could she always withstand these snares, these threats, these uprisings? |
61712 | Could such a sudden transformation be genuine? |
61712 | Dellius sat near him and reasoned with him:"If you refuse, what will happen? |
61712 | Did he hope to mystify? |
61712 | Did he no longer love her? |
61712 | Did he not remember that the life of all men, especially that of a ruler, is a hard and continuous struggle? |
61712 | Did he regard the Roman provinces merely as stakes to gamble with? |
61712 | Did he still love her? |
61712 | Did he think that he could defy Fate? |
61712 | Did he want to amuse? |
61712 | Did her dream of becoming a world- sovereign in any way lessen her passion? |
61712 | Did she care to see him again? |
61712 | Did she mean to put as future king over the Egyptians one who was not of their own race? |
61712 | Did she not possess the divine gift of fascination which stole men''s reason and made them see everything through her eyes? |
61712 | Did she see the end of that civilization of which she was the fairest representative? |
61712 | Did she think of Antony and realize that in flying she condemned him? |
61712 | Did she understand that the time for the birth of the Messiah was drawing near? |
61712 | Diverted for the moment from Rome as Antony was, entranced by the fascinations of the Orient, of what importance was the guardian of his penates? |
61712 | Do you imagine that love is measured by the worthiness of the beloved? |
61712 | During those days that Cleopatra had spent near the Temple of Temples had this learned pupil of Apollodorus any desire to read the sacred books? |
61712 | Enraged at this accusation of the woman who held his heart as well as his reason in her hands, Antony cried:"What are you saying? |
61712 | Even as she yielded to his irresistible fascination she had the agonized thought:"Why do I still love this man who has put another woman in my place?" |
61712 | Going in, he looked at her without speaking, and she asked:"What is it? |
61712 | Had Antony become a convert to the virtuous life? |
61712 | Had Antony forgotten that he was Triumvir? |
61712 | Had he not been a fool in so obstinately expecting her arrival? |
61712 | Had he, in truth, ceased to be a Roman? |
61712 | Had not an augur predicted that the love affair of Antony and Cleopatra would end in blood? |
61712 | Had she forgotten that her father owed the restoration of his throne to the gracious power of Rome? |
61712 | Had the daylight died, could heaven or earth die? |
61712 | Had the wine gone to his head? |
61712 | Had they regarded it as the true life, and the earthly one merely as a passage leading to it? |
61712 | Harrowed by their insistence, would he be able to resist that reconciliation with Octavius which she knew many of them desired to bring about? |
61712 | Has death frozen the warmest heart that ever throbbed?" |
61712 | Has he forgotten me?" |
61712 | Has he put another woman in my place?" |
61712 | Has she a wonderful expression? |
61712 | Have I offended you in any way? |
61712 | Her kisses were indelibly printed on his forehead; why should she not re- kindle that fire which was probably still smouldering? |
61712 | Her mind leaped to the most terrible thing of all:"Is he dead? |
61712 | His attitude would be courteous, certainly; how otherwise? |
61712 | His heart was softened and he thought:"How can I hurt the most tender of women?" |
61712 | His slave knew his humiliation of grief and said at last:"Will you destroy the life that is so precious to us?" |
61712 | How can I aid this divine flower broken by the storm?" |
61712 | How can I leave them? |
61712 | How can I?" |
61712 | How can we walk? |
61712 | How can you pretend that you no longer love her?" |
61712 | How could he be so brutal? |
61712 | How could he give irrefutable proof of his disinterestedness? |
61712 | How could he have made great decisions? |
61712 | How could he hope to defeat a rival who had not only a formidable army at his back, but wealth and popularity in addition? |
61712 | How could he live without his adored mistress, without her voice, her look? |
61712 | How could he reach her? |
61712 | How could she be sure that Octavia was really a fright? |
61712 | How could she explain her failure to send assistance during the recent war, and that in the face of repeated and urgent demands? |
61712 | How could she imagine that Antony could live when his honour was gone from him? |
61712 | How could she learn what these were? |
61712 | How could she manage so that her lovely features, her fragrant body, should not be marred? |
61712 | How could she suppress this tempest within her? |
61712 | How could the money for this be supplied save by the usual methods of the conqueror in a vanquished country-- an increase of taxation? |
61712 | How could they procure the necessary funds? |
61712 | How far was it wise to bring his mistress amongst such adverse opinions? |
61712 | How get past the iron grating which protected the mausoleum? |
61712 | How had Antony received the news of her death? |
61712 | How reach her level? |
61712 | How should he approach her; what words of greeting should he use? |
61712 | How should she get him back? |
61712 | How was he to save these two treasures? |
61712 | How was she to reach this magic land? |
61712 | How would he have dared do otherwise? |
61712 | How would she fare with Cæsar far away? |
61712 | I must know the real reason for the Triumvir''s desiring my presence; what intentions has he in regard to me?" |
61712 | If Antony entered Rome as victor, what would become of her? |
61712 | If a man serves the gods and his country, what matter with whom he takes his pleasures?" |
61712 | If it were true, as his letters declared, that Cæsar loved her still and was desolate at being so far away from her, why should she not go to him? |
61712 | If the invasion of these barbarians continued, what would become of the present civilization? |
61712 | If this power is lost what will become of all of us? |
61712 | In the meantime what should she do? |
61712 | In the midst of ceremonials, festivals, travels, she was continually asking herself:"What has become of Antony? |
61712 | In the midst of new and varied interests of his own would he still belong to her? |
61712 | In this crisis what was to be done? |
61712 | In this frightful comedy, with a vain knave on one side, and the honour of a Queen on the other, who would win? |
61712 | Is it regret at leaving your family, or your lover?" |
61712 | Is she dark or fair? |
61712 | Just outside the curtain of her room Antony heard the question:"Do you believe he will always love me?" |
61712 | Mariamne used all the wiles of the serpent of Eden; she coaxed, she cajoled:"Do you not see that this woman is a menace to the whole world? |
61712 | May I embrace you before you go? |
61712 | Nominally the war was directed against foreign forces, but who could mistake its import? |
61712 | Of Octavius? |
61712 | Of what are you thinking?" |
61712 | Of what importance were individual interests, or even those of the Republic, in comparison with this overwhelming event? |
61712 | One day she caught at Iras''s hand, as though a sudden fear had come to her:"Can he have ceased to care for me? |
61712 | Or did he in the bottom of his heart feel that if he repulsed Antony''s advances the latter would ally himself with their mutual enemy Sextus Pompey? |
61712 | Or simply because in his heart of hearts old memories of her still lingered? |
61712 | Public opinion was not in favour of his condemnation, but, debased as it was, what means could it take to express its disapproval? |
61712 | Ready to grant everything that he might attain the height of his desire, he asked:"What can I do for you? |
61712 | Ruined, hunted, condemned to flee from the vengeance of Octavius, what remains for us all but exile?" |
61712 | She drew it out, dipped it in the wine and, turning to Antony, said:"Will you drink to our love in this cup?" |
61712 | She recalled the affection that Antony had had for the hideous Fulvia; why should he not care for this new wife who was at least amiable and virtuous? |
61712 | She turned to Charmian:"What does life hold for me now? |
61712 | She whom he believed wholly absorbed in the care of his children? |
61712 | Should he behave like a blackguard to the one who had every right to expect from him the greatest gratitude and consideration? |
61712 | Should he forfeit those for a woman''s caprice? |
61712 | Should he kill himself? |
61712 | Should he slay her? |
61712 | Should he thus discredit his reputation as a genial Proconsul? |
61712 | So soon after leaving her bosom where he had sworn to be faithful to her forever? |
61712 | That after all he had done she bore him no ill will? |
61712 | That she would rather die than submit to his kindly rule? |
61712 | That sister of Octavius, Octavia-- what kind of creature was she? |
61712 | That you will not refuse to accompany me to Rome?" |
61712 | The avenger of Octavia, the representative of the Roman people from whom she had everything to fear? |
61712 | The heavens were ominously dark, the sea was gray and rough, but what matter? |
61712 | The people, that pack of hounds who were devoured with impatience to avenge on the Egyptian all the humiliations she had inflicted on their country? |
61712 | The political necessity which has controlled all my actions? |
61712 | The two hundred thousand volumes from the library of Pergamus, intended to enrich the Roman collection, had they not been shipped to Alexandria? |
61712 | The words were always ringing in his ears:"Why do you stay away? |
61712 | They were meant for gods? |
61712 | This wealth of the Orient, what is it used for? |
61712 | To Greece, Egypt, and Asia Minor, his rightful share as one of the Triumvirate, would he annex Armenia as well? |
61712 | To which party would the Republic belong to- morrow? |
61712 | To whom should he leave his boundless wealth, that vast estate that he owned in Umbria? |
61712 | To- day, alone, criticized on every side, opposed, would she have sufficient strength? |
61712 | Under these conditions was it prudent, even for a few days, to deliver this precious hostage into her hands? |
61712 | Was Antony going to die? |
61712 | Was he a hero or a coward? |
61712 | Was he annoyed at the joke she had played on him? |
61712 | Was he giving up pious ways, did he disregard the laws, was he careless of all that Rome held most sacred? |
61712 | Was he not certain of wearing that imperial crown which Cæsar had barely lifted? |
61712 | Was he not, perhaps, planning some revenge? |
61712 | Was he sad or gay? |
61712 | Was he so faithless to his country that he did not even wish to be buried there? |
61712 | Was he touched by this woman''s gentle plea? |
61712 | Was it a feint, a trap? |
61712 | Was it as a jest that she charged Epaphroditus with the delivery of this letter? |
61712 | Was it love of the great Cæsar that made her so prudent, or the fear of losing his powerful protection? |
61712 | Was it not fitting to give thank- offerings to the gods who had just punished the hateful perpetrators of that deadly crime? |
61712 | Was it possible that she was still thinking of him? |
61712 | Was it possible? |
61712 | Was it true that her thick- set body had no attraction for Antony? |
61712 | Was it true that the Queen had given up in despair? |
61712 | Was it very expensive?" |
61712 | Was not glory as necessary to rulers as bread to the common people? |
61712 | Was not she constantly in danger of some new attempt against her crown on the part of this rebel? |
61712 | Was not this the moment to put her experience to the test, to try with another that fortune which before had played her false? |
61712 | Was not this the surest way to win favour? |
61712 | Was she no longer to be that creature blest of the gods, before whom the elements yielded, like subjects to a queen? |
61712 | Was she thinking of breaking her promise? |
61712 | Was the former worshipper of Venus given over to gaining the affections of the masses? |
61712 | Was the news so horrible? |
61712 | Was there anything to fear in regard to him? |
61712 | Was there no refuge from her torment? |
61712 | Was this daughter of the Lagidæ trifling with him? |
61712 | Was this splendid banquet to turn to vinegar in their mouths? |
61712 | Was this the moment? |
61712 | Was this the result of all her scheming? |
61712 | Was this the son of Bacchus, with such a troubled brow? |
61712 | Was this unexpected and complete change of purpose caprice or inconsistency? |
61712 | What Cæsar could not accomplish, how could this lover bring about? |
61712 | What are three days when we have a lifetime of love before us?" |
61712 | What communication from the oracle did the High Priest have to bring? |
61712 | What comparison can there be between them and your gracious self?" |
61712 | What could be done to save the unfortunate man? |
61712 | What could be done? |
61712 | What could this be? |
61712 | What demon of jealousy possesses you? |
61712 | What did he say to you? |
61712 | What did his promises mean? |
61712 | What did she dread? |
61712 | What did she give him in exchange for her first victory? |
61712 | What do you seek?" |
61712 | What excuse did he have for going first to Egypt? |
61712 | What fate awaited him there? |
61712 | What further proof do you require from me?" |
61712 | What had become of those joyous songs whose golden- winged fancies had cradled his life in the past two years? |
61712 | What had been the trouble? |
61712 | What had happened to him? |
61712 | What had he done? |
61712 | What had she been doing for the past two years? |
61712 | What had she heard? |
61712 | What had she seen there? |
61712 | What had she thought of him that day when, alone together for a moment, he had not been able to resist kissing her exquisite bare shoulder? |
61712 | What help can I give? |
61712 | What hope did she have in those last days? |
61712 | What horrors, what scandals, were yet in store? |
61712 | What if he brought papers giving him the power to question her and demand a reckoning? |
61712 | What if the ambassador were a Roman magistrate? |
61712 | What incomprehensible motive had made the Queen act in this way? |
61712 | What is more convincing than the final tragedy? |
61712 | What is more significant than the degradation of these lovers, overtaken by Fate? |
61712 | What is the colour of her hair?" |
61712 | What man could resist being placed in the ranks of the gods? |
61712 | What matter how many convulsions a dying enemy had? |
61712 | What matter if the world fell, so long as they were together? |
61712 | What message has he sent to me?" |
61712 | What might this news be? |
61712 | What miracle was to happen? |
61712 | What misfortune could be like his? |
61712 | What order, what justice could be expected from people who, although fighting for the same cause, had never ceased to destroy each other? |
61712 | What pinnacle would he leave unscathed? |
61712 | What power, stronger than his will, had brought him there? |
61712 | What remained to- day of that ancient alliance? |
61712 | What right have you to make such an assertion?" |
61712 | What shall we do? |
61712 | What spectacle could justify the enormous expense that had been announced? |
61712 | What temptations assailed that mistress of the art of seduction to try her fatal powers once more? |
61712 | What was she about to do? |
61712 | What was that the soldiers were carrying on a stretcher? |
61712 | What was the use of doubling the sacrifice? |
61712 | What was there to say? |
61712 | What was to be expected if these things continued? |
61712 | What were they gathered together to witness? |
61712 | What will my husband say?" |
61712 | What would Rome say? |
61712 | What would happen if the allies of Pompey, knowing that Cæsar was distracted by a love affair, should mobilize new troops? |
61712 | When Octavius, without any risk whatever, had won the victory, why should he, coward that he was, expose himself to a fatal thrust? |
61712 | Where are they now? |
61712 | Where is he? |
61712 | Where is our loss?" |
61712 | Where is the Queen?" |
61712 | Where would his power end? |
61712 | Where would his power stop? |
61712 | Where would the life of a love- sick satrap lead him? |
61712 | Which of these was the greater villain? |
61712 | Which one should he visit first? |
61712 | Which was most suitable for to- day? |
61712 | Which would be master? |
61712 | Who could tell whether the coming bastard would not be a more worthy heir to the glorious fortunes of the Emperor? |
61712 | Who else would profit by this unholy alliance? |
61712 | Who had gained by this trap save Octavius? |
61712 | Who since early morning had been poking in chests, turning over jewels and trinkets? |
61712 | Who stays by you in adversity? |
61712 | Who would carry on the divine race of the Cæsars? |
61712 | Who would help her to govern her capricious and deceitful people? |
61712 | Who would protect and defend her? |
61712 | Who, seeing this porter walking along the wharf, laden like so many others, would have suspected the mystery hidden in his burden? |
61712 | Why are you here?" |
61712 | Why did not Octavia''s sensitive face, reddening at the vile details, turning away, tortured, disarm this executioner? |
61712 | Why did they not coöperate? |
61712 | Why did you fail us?" |
61712 | Why had she urged him to this battle against the will of all his counsellors? |
61712 | Why had the gods so cruelly put this grain of wheat between two millstones? |
61712 | Why harp on an old grievance? |
61712 | Why have I no word of his return?" |
61712 | Why should the sorrow and tears of this woman whom she had never seen concern her? |
61712 | Why should they not have believed in the success of their incomparable chief? |
61712 | Why should they not have seemed so to the gallant judge, fascinated by the starry light in her wonderful, dark eyes? |
61712 | Why was she so late? |
61712 | Why, above all, had she led this retreat... this flight, which she herself could not understand, so quick and irresistible had been her impulse? |
61712 | Why, with nothing as yet lost, or even compromised, had she given up the battle? |
61712 | Why? |
61712 | With a pity such as a neglected garden inspires he thought,"What is to be done? |
61712 | With all possible consideration, yet with firmness, he would ask:"What part did you take in the war? |
61712 | With him at their head what glory might be theirs? |
61712 | Worn out, disheartened, like a man who has lost all interest in life, Antony asked sadly:"What is it that you wish? |
61712 | Would Antony, this lucky adventurer, succeed in his invasion of Parthia? |
61712 | Would a warrior really come? |
61712 | Would he have the authority to impose her as Queen on his people; she, a foreigner, whom the voices of the gods and the people had alike rejected? |
61712 | Would it have sufficed in place of the social triumphs, interests, and ambitions that bound the Triumvir to Roman life? |
61712 | Would not this be the surest means of attracting him to that city where she needed him to stabilize her power? |
61712 | Would she forgive him? |
61712 | Would she reply? |
61712 | Would their prows sweep around again and return to the battle more fiercely than ever? |
61712 | Would they ever again find time to give themselves up entirely to the joys of love? |
61712 | Would they not protect the child who bore his image? |
61712 | Would those blissful days ever come again, or were they, like yesterday''s flow of water, lost for ever? |
61712 | groaned Octavia,"will you transform me from the happiest woman in the world to the most miserable?" |
61712 | have you ever been faithful to one woman? |
61712 | she cried,"you wish to unwind my arms from about your neck?" |
61712 | that she had no power to charm? |