Nay,hear them,Antony: Fulvia perchance is angry;or,who knows If the scarce-bearded Caesar have not sent His powerful mandate to you,'Do this,or this; Take in that kingdom,and enfranchise that; Perform't,or else we damn thee. MARK ANTONY How,my love！ CLEOPATRA Perchance!nay,and most like: You must not stay here longer,your dismission Is come from Caesar;therefore hear it,Antony. Where's Fulvia's process?Caesar's I would say?both? Call in the messengers.As I am Egypt's queen, Thou blushest,Antony;and that blood of thine Is Caesar's homager:else so thy cheek pays shame When shrill-tongued Fulvia scolds.The messengers! MARK ANTONY Let Rome in Tiber melt,and the wide arch Of the ranged empire fall!Here is my space. Kingdoms are clay:our dungy earth alike Feeds beast as man:the nobleness of life Is to do thus;when such a mutual pair Embracing And such a twain can do't,in which I bind, On pain of punishment,the world to weet We stand up peerless. CLEOPATRA Excellent falsehood! Why did he marry Fulvia,and not love her? I'll seem the fool I am not;Antony Will be himself. MARK ANTONY But stirr'd by Cleopatra. Now,for the love of Love and her soft hours, Let's not confound the time with conference harsh There's not a minute of our lives should stretch Without some pleasure now.What sport tonight? CLEOPATRA Hear the ambassadors MARK ANTONY Fie,wrangling queen! Whom every thing becomes,to chide,to laugh,Nay, hear them, Antony: Fulvia perchance is angry; or, who knows If the scarce-bearded Caesar have not sent His powerful mandate to you, 'Do this, or this; Take in that kingdom, and enfranchise that; Perform 't, or else we damn thee.' MARK ANTONY How, my love! CLEOPATRA Perchance! nay, and most like: You must not stay here longer, your dismission Is come from Caesar; therefore hear it, Antony. Where's Fulvia's process? Caesar's I would say? both? Call in the messengers. As I am Egypt's queen, Thou blushest, Antony; and that blood of thine Is Caesar's homager: else so thy cheek pays shame When shrill-tongued Fulvia scolds. The messengers! MARK ANTONY Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch Of the ranged empire fall! Here is my space. Kingdoms are clay: our dungy earth alike Feeds beast as man: the nobleness of life Is to do thus; when such a mutual pair Embracing And such a twain can do't, in which I bind, On pain of punishment, the world to weet We stand up peerless. CLEOPATRA Excellent falsehood! Why did he marry Fulvia, and not love her? I'll seem the fool I am not; Antony Will be himself. MARK ANTONY But stirr'd by Cleopatra. Now, for the love of Love and her soft hours, Let's not confound the time with conference harsh: There's not a minute of our lives should stretch Without some pleasure now. What sport tonight? CLEOPATRA Hear the ambassadors. MARK ANTONY Fie, wrangling queen! Whom every thing becomes, to chide, to laugh