betray'd Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor And thou, Posthumus, that diddest set up pang'd Pisan. O gracious lady! Since I receiv'd command to do this business, Imo. Do't, and to bed then. Pisan. I'll wake mine eye-balls blind first. Did'st undertake it? Why hast thou abus'd Pisan. But to win time Pisan. If not at court, Then not in Britain must you bide. Imo. Where then? 25 Hath Britain all the sun that shines? Day, night, In a great pool, a swan's nest: Pr'ythee, think 30 Pisan. I am most glad You think of other place. The embassador, Imo. O, for such means! Though peril to my modesty, not death on 't, I would adventure. 45 Pisan. Well, then here's the point: To lose so bad employment: in the which Imo. Talk thy tongue weary; speak: 50 Ready in gybes, quick-answer'd, saucy, and I have heard, I am a strumpet; and mine ear, Alack, no remedy!) to the greedy touch Your laboursome and dainty trims, wherein Therein false struck, can take no greater wound, 55 Of common-kissing Titan; and forget Nor tent to bottom that. But speak. Pisan. Then, madam, I thought you would not back again. Imo. Most like; Bringing me here to kill me. Imo. Nay, be brief: I see into thy end, and am almost 160 A man already. * The meaning is, "Yox A hawk is said to tire upon that which he pecks; from tirer, French. must disguise that greatness, which, to appear hereafter in its proper form, cannot yet appear without great danger to itself." i. e. with opportunities of examining your affairs with your own eyes. Pisen Act 6. Scene 5.] CYMBELINE. Pisan. First, make yourself but like one. Fore-thinking this, I have already fit, ('Tis in my cloak-bag) doublet, hat, hose, all That answer to them: Would you in their serving, And with what imitation you can borrow From youth of such a season, 'fore noble Lucius Present yourself, desire his service, tell him Wherein you are happy, (which you 'll make him know, If that his head have ear in music) doubtless, Withjoy he will embrace you; for he's honourable, And, doubling that, most holy. Your means abroad You have me, rich; and I will never fail Beginning, nor supplyment. Imo. Thou art all the comfort The gods will diet me with. Pr'ythee, away: There's more to be consider'd; but we'll even All that good time will give us 1: This attempt I am soldier to, and will abide it with A prince's courage. Away, I pr'ythee. Your valiant Britons have their wishes in it. 911 Cym. Lucius hath wrote already to the emperor How it goes here. It fits us therefore, ripely, Our chariots and our horsemen be in readiness: 5 The powers that he already hath in Gallia Will soon be drawn to head, from whence he His war for Britain. [moves Queen. 'Tis not sleepy business; The duty of the day: She looks us like Queen. Royal sir, [Exit a Servant. (well; 20 Since the exile of Posthumus, most retir'd Pisan. Well, madam, we must take a short fareLest, being miss'd, I be suspected of Your carriage from the court. My noble mistress, Here is a box; I had it from the queen; What's in 't is precious: if you are sick at sea, Or stomach-qualm'd at land, a drain of this Will drive away distemper. To some shade, And fit you to your manhood:-May the gods Direct you to the best! Imo. Amen: I thank thee. Hath her life been; the cure whereof, my lord, 'Tis time must do. 'Beseech your majesty, Forbear sharp speeches to her; She's a lady So tender of rebukes, that words are strokes, 25 And strokes death to her. Re-enter the Servant. Cymb. Where is she, sir? How Can her contempt be answer'd? Serv. Please you, sir, SCENE V. [swer [Excunt. 30 Her chambers are all lock'd; and there's no anThat will be given to the loud of noise we make. Queen. My lord, when last I went to visit her, The Palace of Cymbeline. She pray'd me to excuse her keeping close; She should that duty leave unpaid to you, Which daily she was bound to proffer: this Enter Cymbeline, Queen, Cloten, Lucius, and Lords. 35 Whereto constrain'd by her infirmity, Cym. Thus far; and so farewell. Luc. Thanks, royal sir. My emperor hath wrote: I must from hence; And am right sorry, that I must report ye My master's enemy. Cym. Our subjects, sir, Will not endure his yoke; and for ourself Luc. So, sir, I desire of you Luc. Your hand, my lord. Clot. Receive it friendly: but from this time forth I wear it as your enemy. Luc. Sir, the event She wish'd me to make known; but our great court Not seen of late? Grant, heavens, that, which I Prove false! [fear, [Exit. Is yet to name the winner: Fare you well. [lords, 55 Queen. He goes hence frowning: but it honours Clot. That man of hers, Pisanio her old servant, [Exit. Pisanio, thou that stand'st so for Posthumus!He hath a drug of mine: I pray his absence Proceed by swallowing that; for he believes It is a thing most precious. But for her, Where To her: is she gone? Haply, despair hath seiz'd Or, wing'd with fervour of her love, she's flown her desir'd Posthumus: Gone she is To death, or to dishonour; and my end Can make good use of either: She being down, I have the placing of the British crown. Re-enter Cloten. How now, my son? Clot. 'Tis certain, she is fled: [us, 60 Go in, and cheer the king; he rages, none i. e. we'll make our work even with our time; we'll do what time will allow. inlisted and bound myself to it. i, e. I have Ducen. Queen. All the better: May And that she hath all courtly parts more exquisite Enter Pisanio. Shall Who is here? What! are you packing, sirrah? Come hither: Ah, you precious pandar! Villain, Clot. Where is thy lady? or, by Jupiter, Clot. Wilt thou serve me? For since patiently Jand constantly thou hast stuck to the bare fortune of that beggar Posthumus, thou canst not in the course of gratitude but be a diligent follower of 5 nine. Wilt thou serve me? Pisan. Sir, I will. Clot. Give me thy hand, here's my purse. Hast any of thy late master's garments in thy possession? Pisan. I have, my lord, at my lodging, the 10 same suit he wore when he took leave of my lady and mistress. Clot. The first service thou dost me, fetch that suit hither: let it be thy first service; go. Pisan. I shall, my lord. [Erit. 15 Clot. Meet thee at Milford-Haven I forgot to ask him one thing; I'll remember't anon: -Even there, thou villain Posthumus, will I kill thee. I would, these garments were come. She said upon a time, (the bitterness of it I now 20 belch froni my heart) that she held the very garment of Posthumus in more respect than my noble and natural person, together with the adorn ment of my qualities. With that suit upon my back, will I ravish her: First kill him, and in her Pisan. Alas, my lord, 25 eyes; there shall she see my valour, which will then be a torment to her contempt. He on the ground, my speech of insultment ended on his dead body, and when my lust hath dined, How can she be with him? when was she miss'd (which, as I say, to vex her, I will execute in He is in Rome. Clot. Where is she, sir? Come nearer; No further halting: satisfy me home, Pisan. O, my all-worthy lord! Discover where thy mistress is, at once, Pisan. Then, sir, Safe may'st thou wander, safe return again! 30 the clothes that she so prais'd) to the court I'll Re-enter Pisaio, with the clothes. 35 Be those the garments? Pisan. Ay, my noble lord. Clot. How long is't since she went to MilfordHaven? Pisan. She can scarce be there yet. 40 Clot. Bring this apparel to my chamber; that is the second thing that I have commanded thee: the third is, that thou wilt be a voluntary mute to my design. Be but duteous, and true preferment shall tender itself to thee. -My revenge is now 45 at Milford; would I had wings to follow it!Come, and be true. [Exit. Pisan. Thou bidd'st me to my loss: for, true to thee, Were to prove false, which I will never be, SCENE VI. Clot. It is Posthumus' hand; I know 't. -Sirrah, If thou would'st not be a villain, but do me true 55 service; undergo those employments, wherein I should have cause to use thee, with a serious industry, that is, what villainy soe'er I bid thee do, to perform it, directly and truly, -I would think thee an honest man: thou should'st neither 60 Have made the ground my bed. I should be sick, want my means for thy relief, nor my voice for thy preferment. Pisan. Well, my good lord. Enter Imogen, in boy's clothes. Imo. I see, a man's life is a tedious one: N That is, I must either give him the paper freely, or perish in my attempt to keep it. Foundations Act 3. Scene 6.1 CYMBELINE. Foundations fly the wretched: such, I mean, told me, I could not miss my way: Will poor folk lye, Is worse in kings, than beggars. My dear lord! As I had made my meal; and parted Guid. Moncy, youth? 913 Arv. All gold and silver rather turn to dirt! 5 As 'tis no better reckon'd, but of those Imo. I see, you are angry: Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should Thou art one of the false ones: Now I think on 10 Bel. Whither bound? thee, My hunger's gone; but even before, I was - At point to sink for food. But what is this? Here is a path to it: 'Tis some savage hold: I were best not call; I dare not call: yet famine, 15 To whom being going, almost spent with hunger, Imo. To Milford-Haven. Is bound for Italy; he embark'd at Milford; Ere clean it o'erthrow nature, makes it valiant. I am fallen in this offence. Bel. Pr'ythee, fair youth, Of hardiness is mother. -Ho! who's here? Think us no churls; nor measure our good minds If any thing that's civil2, speak; if savage, By this rude place we live in. Well encounter'd! Ere you depart; and thanks, to stay and eat it.- [nesty Plenty, and peace, breeds cowards; hardness ever Take, or lend3. -Ho!-No answer; then I'll 20 'Tis almost night: you shall have better cheer enter. Best draw my sword; and if mine enemy But fear the sword like me, he'll scarcely look on't. Enter Belarius, Guiderius, and Arviragus. Are master of the feast: Cadwal, and I, Guid. Were you a woman, youth, 25 I bid for you, as I'd buy. Arv. I'll make't my comfort, After long absence, such is yours: Most wel30 Be sprightly, for you fall 'mongst friends. [come! Imo. 'Mongst friends! they If brothers? Would it had been so, that Finds the down pillow hard. - Now, peace be here, Had been my father'ssons! then had my Aside. Guid. I am thoroughly weary. [tite. 35 Been less; and so more equal ballasting Arv. I am weak with toil, yet strong in appe Guid. There is cold meat i' the cave; we'll brouze on that, Whilst what we have kill'd be cook'd. Bel. Stay; come not in:- Guid. What's the matter, sir? Bel. By Jupiter, an angel! or, if not, An earthly paragon!-Behold divineness Bel. He wrings at some distress. Arv. Or I; whate'er it be, 40 What pain it cost, what danger! Gods! Imo. Great men, That had a court no bigger than this cave, Ihat did attend themselves, and had the virtue 4 45 Which their own conscience seal'd them (laying by 1 i. e. is a greater or heavier crime. * Civil, for human creature. that, after the words, if savage, a line is lost, and proposes to read the passage thus. If you are civilised and peaceable, take a price for what I want, or lend it for a future recompence; if you are rough inhospitable inhabitants of the mountain, speak, that I may know my state. fering may here be applied in a sense equivalent to the mamy-headed rabble. 5 The gentry to this business: He creates Tri. Remaining now in Gallia? Which I have spoke of, whereunto your levy Tri. We will discharge our duty. [Exeunt. SCENEK The Forest near the Cave. Enter Cloten. ACT IV. Imo. So man and man should be; Guid. Go you to hunting, I'll abide with him. I AM near to the place where they should meet, 25 But not so citizen a wanton, as To one not sociable: I am not very sick, Stealing so poorly. Therein I must play the workman. I dare speak it to myself, (for it is not vain-glory for a man and his glass to confer; in his own chamber, I mean) the lines of my body are as well drawn as his; no less young, more strong, not beneath him in for-35 tunes, beyond him in the advantage of the time, above him in birth, alike conversant in general services, and more remarkable in single oppositions: yet this imperseverant thing loves him in my despight. What mortality is! Posthumus, 40 In my good brother's fault: I know not why, Guid. I love thee; I have spoke it: Bel. What? how? how? Art. If it be sin to say so, sir, I yoke me father; who may, haply, be a little angry for my 45 Bel. O noble strain! thy head, which is now growing upon thy shoulders, shall within this hour be off; thy mistress enforced; thy garments cut to pieces before thy face: and all this done, spurn her home to her I love this youth; and I have heard you sav, so rough usage: but my mother, having power of his testiness, shall turn all into my commendation. My horse is ty'd up safe: Out, sword, and to a sore purpose! Fortune, put them into my worthiness of nature! breed of greatness! Cowards father cowards, and base thingssire base: Nature hath meal, and bran; contempt, and grace. I am not their father; yet who this should be, hand! This is the very description of their meet- 50 Doth miracle itself! lov'd before me.ing-place; and the fellow dares not deceive me. SCENE II. [Exit. 'Tis the ninth hour o' the morn. Arv. Brother, farewell. Imo. I wish you sport. Arv. You health. So please you, sir. 55 Imo. [Aside.] These are kind creatures. Gods, what lies I have heard! Our courtiers say, all's savage, but at court; 60 Poor tributary rivers as sweet fish. 1i. e. he commands the commission to be given to you. 2 Imperseverant means no more than perseverant. 3 That is, keep your daily course uninterrupted: if the stated plan of life is once broken, nothing follows but confusion. 1 I am |