“ You must not think I am so simple but I know the devil himself will not eat a woman: I know that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not. But truly, these same whoreson devils do the gods great harm in their women, for in every ten that they make the devils mar five. ”
William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra (1623). copy citation
| Author | William Shakespeare |
|---|---|
| Source | Antony and Cleopatra |
| Topic | women gods |
| Date | 1623 |
| Language | English |
| Reference | |
| Note | Written between 1603 and 1607 |
| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1534/pg1534-images.html |
Context
“Look you, the worm is not to be trusted but in the keeping of wise people; for indeed there is no goodness in the worm.
CLEOPATRA. Take thou no care; it shall be heeded.
CLOWN. Very good. Give it nothing, I pray you, for it is not worth the feeding.
CLEOPATRA. Will it eat me?
CLOWN. You must not think I am so simple but I know the devil himself will not eat a woman: I know that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not. But truly, these same whoreson devils do the gods great harm in their women, for in every ten that they make the devils mar five. CLEOPATRA. Well, get thee gone; farewell.
CLOWN. Yes, forsooth. I wish you joy o' the worm.
[Exit.]
[Re - enter IRAS, with a robe, crown, &c.]
CLEOPATRA. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: now no more” source
CLEOPATRA. Take thou no care; it shall be heeded.
CLOWN. Very good. Give it nothing, I pray you, for it is not worth the feeding.
CLEOPATRA. Will it eat me?
CLOWN. You must not think I am so simple but I know the devil himself will not eat a woman: I know that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not. But truly, these same whoreson devils do the gods great harm in their women, for in every ten that they make the devils mar five. CLEOPATRA. Well, get thee gone; farewell.
CLOWN. Yes, forsooth. I wish you joy o' the worm.
[Exit.]
[Re - enter IRAS, with a robe, crown, &c.]
CLEOPATRA. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: now no more” source
