Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings…
““Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath: husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire and air; my other elements I give to baser life. So; have you done? Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips. Farewell, kind Charmian; Iras, long farewell. Kisses them. IRAS falls and dies Have I the aspic in my lips? Dost fall? If thou and nature can so gently part, The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Which hurts, and is desired. Dost thou lie still? If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world It is not worth leave-taking.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
Iris expresses her acceptance of death, seeing it as a gentle release and a continuation of love and destiny.
In simple terms: She welcomes death as a lover's gentle touch.
Key Takeaway
Embrace life's end with grace.
Themes
mortality
love
acceptance
destiny
Mood
melancholic
poetic
reflective
Type
dramatic
literary
soliloquy
When to use this quote
- stage performance
- theatrical monologue
- historical drama
Key Concepts
tragic heroism
transcendence
Practical Applications
- when confronting inevitable loss
- in moments of farewell
- in reflections on legacy
Questions to Reflect On
- What does embracing death reveal about one's values?
- How can love transform fear of the unknown?
A Different Perspective
Death may be painful and feared, not always gentle.