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(Character | Antony | |
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Gender | Male | |
Age Range(s) | Adult (36-50) | |
Type of monologue / Character is | Angry, Scolding, Depressed, Lamenting, Frustrated | |
Type | Dramatic | |
Period | Renaissance | |
Genre | Romance, Tragedy, Drama | |
Description | Antony is angry at himself for losing a battle | |
Details | ACT 3 Scene 11 |
Summary
Mark Antony is one of the Roman triumvirates, that is one of the 3 rulers of the empire. In the beginning of the play he is living in Egypt and is having an affair with the Egyptian queen Cleopatra. He neglects his duties, doesn't want to hear any news from Rome and is completely devoted to Cleopatra. This changes, however, when he learns from a messenger that Sextus Pompeius, a Roman general, is preparing to fight against the Romans, and that Antony's wife Fulvia is now dead. Antony feels guilty for what happened in his absence and decides to go back to Rome. There he meets Octavius Caesar and Lepidus, the other triumvirates and they prepare to fight Pompey. Before the battle, however, they reach a compromise and avoid fighting. Antony marries Octavia (Caesar's sister) and goes back to Egypt. He later learns that in his absence Caesar has killed Pompey and imprisoned Lepidus. He decides to go to war against Caesar and, against good judgement, fights his first battle at sea, thinking that Cleopatra's ships will help him win the battle. During the battle, however, the Egyptian ships flee and Antony follows them, leaving the other ships vulnerable.
In this monologue Antony expresses his shame for how he handled the battle and urges his servants to abandon him.
In this monologue Antony expresses his shame for how he handled the battle and urges his servants to abandon him.
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MARK ANTONY Hark! the land bids me tread no more upon't; It is ashamed to bear me! Friends, come hither: I am so lated in the world, that I Have lost my way for ever: I have a ship Laden with gold; take that, divide it; fly, And make your peace with Caesar. [All Fly! not we.] MARK ANTONY I have fled myself; and have instructed cowards To run and show their shoulders. Friends, be gone; I have myself resolved upon a course Which has no need of you; be gone: My treasure's in the harbour, take it. O, I follow'd that I blush to look upon: My very hairs do mutiny; for the white Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them For fear and doting. Friends, be gone: you shall Have letters from me to some friends that will Sweep your way for you. Pray you, look not sad, Nor make replies of loathness: take the hint Which my despair proclaims; let that be left Which leaves itself: to the sea-side straightway: I will possess you of that ship and treasure. Leave me, I pray, a little: pray you now: Nay, do so; for, indeed, I have lost command, Therefore I pray you: I'll see you by and by. |