Topic 54 — Antony and Cleopatra: love, death and mourning
Dominant work: Antonius (Antony) · genre mix of this topic (British Drama labels): tragedy 88%; comedy 9%; satire; dialogue 3%
34chunks
16,812words
12works
3works with ≥3 chunks
35 %dominant work
71 %top-3 works
All statistics on this page are on the representative editions (one per work). Including the other editions, placed after the fit: 42 chunks · 12 works · 20,700 words — those 8 chunks are listed at the end of the page and are not part of any figure above.
Classificationcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · confirmed by the researcher Label (researcher): Antony and Cleopatra: love, death and mourning Notes (researcher): sample review supports an Antony/Cleopatra mourning and death core, with comic suicidal courtship at the boundary in Hyde Park. Include as a narrative-related domain, not a claim that every member belongs to that story. Reviewed excerpts (three different works): 251_00017; 187_00024; 1050_00016Original AI draft — before researcher review
draft label: Antony and Cleopatra · pattern basis: shared_narrative 34 chunks, 12 works, Herbert's Antonius 35 %, Daniel's Cleopatra 24 %, top three 71 %. One story — Antony's defeat and Cleopatra's death — in the closet tragedies (Herbert, Daniel, May); Shakespeare's version sits in T2/T50. Group decision (single-story clusters T7, T20, T34, T54, T55, T59): decide once whether a shared story counts as a subject for genre comparison, as subject areas already do (T2 Rome, T10/T18 English chronicle matter, T12 the gods); if yes → candidate with the concentration noted, if no → contextual_only. chunks read for the draft: 187_00024;251_00001;1099_00020;1050_00016;993_00026;420_00020;813_00004
Herbert, Mary Sidney / Garnier, RobertSidney, 1595 · tragedy · 12 chunks of this work here
Good friends I pray you seek not to revoke My fixed intent of following Antony. I will die. I will die: must not his life, His life and death by mine be followed? meanwhile, dear s…
Daniel, Samuel, 1594 · tragedy · 8 chunks of this work here
But (rather) let that hateful Tyrant know, That thou and I had power t'avoid the same. But what do I spend breath and idle wind, In vain invoking a conceived aid? Why do I not myse…
May, Thomas, 1639 · tragedy · 4 chunks of this work here
Hands on that Thyreus there, to prison with him. To prison! Yes; away with him I say. Caesar would not have used your messenger So ill. Thou wert no Messenger to me. For my sake de…
Markham, Gervase / Sampson, William, 1622 · tragedy · 2 chunks of this work here
For which blood I'll have vengeance, & my tears Shall never dry till it be perfitted. Madam, forbear complaining; would this were The worst of mischief's journey. Know you worse? I…
Heywood, John, 1544 · comedy · 1 chunks of this work here
Stand ye still a while and I will go prove Whether that the god will be brought in love My lord how now look up lustily Here his a derling come by saint Antony And if it be your pl…
Shakespeare, William, 1600 · comedy · 1 chunks of this work here
Brother Anthony. Hold you content, what man! I know them, yea And what they weigh, even to the utmost scruple, Scambling, outfacing, fashion-monging boys, That he, and cog, and flo…
Marston, John, 1602 · tragedy · 1 chunks of this work here
Produce the devil,; let your Strotzo come: I can defeat his strongest argument, Which With what? With tears, with blushes, sighs, & clasped hands, With innocent upreared arms to he…
Anonymous, 1619 · satire; dialogue · 1 chunks of this work here
This is a very plain trick, and needs no such encomions, and Epithets of commendation as you bestow on it. Is it so Sir? there's your judgement, and bolt soon shot. But if I show t…
Genre mix (chunks of this topic, British Drama labels)
tragedy
30 (88 %)
comedy
3 (9 %)
satire; dialogue
1 (3 %)
This is the direction topic → genre, on the raw British Drama labels; the share of each genre group's text that falls in this topic is on the Genre page.
Cleopatra (1594) · typ. 0.92 …e melting hearts composed of baser frame, Can to their sorrows time and leisure give, But Cleopatra may not do the same. No Anthony, thy love requireth more. A lingering death, with thee deserves no merit, I must myself force open wide a door To let out life, and so unhouse my spirit. These hands must break the prison of my soul To come t…
Antonius (Antony) (1595) · typ. 0.91 …wing Antony. I will die. I will die: must not his life, His life and death by mine be followed? meanwhile, dear sisters, live: and while you live, Do often honour to our loved Tombs. Straw them with flowers: and sometimes happily The tender thought of Antony your Lord And me poor soul to tears shall you invite, And our true loves to dolef…
Cleopatra (1594) · typ. 0.90 …at's in her case, (Poor soul,) needs rather pity now then love. But shortly shall thy Lord hear more of me. And ending so her speech, no longer stayed, But hasted to the Tomb of Anthony. And this was all she did, and all she said. Ah sweet distressed Lady. What hard heart Could choose but pity thee, and love thee too? Thy worthiness, the …
Antonius (Antony) (1595) · typ. 0.90 …en, and the nightly troops Of stars shall shine within the foaming waves, Than I thee, Antony, Leave in deep distress. I am with thee, be it thy worthy soul Lodge in thy breast, or from that lodging part Crossing the joyless lake to take her place In place prepared for men demi-gods. Live, if thee please, if life be loathsome die: Dead an…
Cleopatra (1594) · typ. 0.89 … love, Writes, how that Caesar means forthwith, to send Both me and mine, th' air of Rome to prove: There his Triumphant Chariot to attend. I thank the man, both for his love and letter; Th'one comes fit to warn me thus before, But for th'other, I must die his debtor, For Cleopatra now can love no more. But having leave, I must go take my…
Antonio's Revenge (2 Antonio and Mellida) (1602) · typ. 0.89 …n: With my unnookt simplicity. These, these Must, will, can only quit my heart of guilt. Heaven permits not taintless blood be spilled. If no remorse live in your savage breast Then thou must die Yet dying, I'll be blessed. accursed by me. Yet blessed, in that I strove To live, and die My hate. Antonyo's love. Antonio's love! O what vast …
Antonius (Antony) (1595) · typ. 0.89 …ruel hap! And did not I sufficient loss sustain Losing my Realm, losing my liberty, My tender offspring, and the joyful light Of beamy Sun, and yet, yet losing more Thee Antony my care, if I lose not What yet remained? thy love alas! thy love, More dear than Sceptre, children, freedom, light So ready I to row in Charon's barge, Shall lose…
Cleopatra (1594) · typ. 0.89 …r us. Then, and but thus, thou didst love most sincerely, (O Anthony,) that best deserved'st it better This Autumn of my beauty bought so dearly, For which (in more than death) I stand thy debtor. Which I will pay thee with most faithful zeal, And that ere long, no Caesar shall detain me; My death, my love and courage shall reveal, The wh…
Cleopatra (1594) · typ. 0.89 …nless I be mine own. 'tis sweet to die when we are forced to live. Nor had I troubled now the world thus long, And been indebted for this little breath, But that I fear, Caesar would offer wrong To my distressed seed after my death. 'tis that which doth my dearest blood control. 'tis that (alas) detains me from my Tomb, Whilst Nature brin…
Antonius (Antony) (1595) · typ. 0.88 …s, weep, and from your eyes Rain down on him of tears a brinish stream. Mine can no more, consumed by the coals Which from my breast, as from a furnace rise. martyr your breasts with multiplied blows, With violent hands tear of your hanging hair, Outrage your face: alas! why should we seek (Since now we die) our beauties more to keep? I s…
Antonius (Antony) (1595) · typ. 0.87 … stand, my breast with tempest tossed Kills in my throat my words, ere fully borne. Dead, dead he is: be sure of what I say, This murdering sword hath made the man away. Alas my heart doth cleave, pity me racks, My breast doth pant to hear this doleful tale. Is Antony then dead? to death, alas! I am the cause despair him so compelled. But…
Antonius (Antony) (1595) · typ. 0.86 …h cruelty!) doth death for comfort lend. Die Cleopatra then no longer stay From Antony, who thee at Styx attends: Go join thy Ghost with his, and sob no more Without his love within these tombs enclosed. Alas! yet let us weep, lest sudden death From him our tears, and those last duties take Unto his tomb we owe. Ah let us weep While moist…
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