Antony and Cleopatra

• Nay, but this dotage of our generals oerflows the measure (Philo, I.i)
• There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd. (Antony, I.i)
• ''In nature's infinite book of secrecy a little I can read. (Soothsayer I.ii)
• My salad days, when I was green in judgment, cold in blood, to say as I said then! (Cleopatra, I.v)
• The barge she sat in, like a burnishd throne, burnd on the water; the poop was 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 made the water which they beat to follow faster, as amorous of their strokes. For her own person, it beggard all description (Enobarbus, II.ii)
• Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety; other women cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where most she satisfies; for vilest things become themselves in her, that the holy priests bless her when she is riggish. (Enobarbus, II.ii)
• Tell him he wears the rose of youth upon him, (Antony, III.xi)