...beaten gold, purple the sails, and so perfumed, that the winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and...strokes. For her own person, it beggar'd all description. — Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra MARC ANTONY Isn't it odd that Cleopatra, the last of the Ptolemies,...

...beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were lovesick with them; the oars were silver. Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggared all description: she did lie In her pavilion, cloth-of-gold of tissue, O'erpicturing that...

...Speak. "What are you thinking of? What thinking? What? "I never know what you are thinking. Think." Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggared all description: she did lie In her pavilion, cloth-of-gold of tissue, O'erpicturing that...

...beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were lovesick with them ; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and...beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. . . . There is a similar musical economy in Shakespeare's treatment 1 Kittredge SP 880 and 943 ; NS...

...beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and...beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. . . . (2.2) Enobarbus's sumptuous tableau vivant is an accumulation of color, sensuousness, wealth,...

...beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and...beggar'd all description. She did lie In her pavilion, cloth-of-gold, of tissue, O'erpicturing that Venus where we see The fancy out-work nature. On each...

...sails!— the royal color — and so perfumed that The winds were lovesick with them! the oars were silver! Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and...faster, As amorous of their strokes! For her own person — Enobarbus has earned an audience laugh here, by failing to find words enough, and letting his audience...

...beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and...to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For their own person, It beggar'd all description: she did lie In her pavilion — cloth-of-gold tissue...

...beaten gold, purple the sails, and so perfumed that the winds were lovesick with them; the oars were silver, which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and...beat to follow faster, as amorous of their strokes. . . Many achievements of ancient technology border on the magical, especially if their secret was well...

...beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were lovesick with them. The oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and...As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggared all description: she did lie In her pavilion — cloth of gold, of tissue O'er-picturing that...