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On her dead mistress; tremblingly she stood, In solem show, attend this funeral;
And on the sudden dropp'd.

And then to Rome.-Come, Dolabella, sce
Cæs.

O noble weakness ! High order in this great solemnity. Ereimt. If they had swallow'd poison, 'twould appear By external swelling : but she looks like sleep, As she would catch another Antony In her strong toil of grace.' Dol.

Here, on her breast.' This play keeps curiosity always busy, and the There is a vent of blood, and something blown: passions always interested. The continual hurry The like is on her arm.

Tof the action, the variety of incidents, and the quick 1 Guard. This is an aspic's trail: and these fig. succession of one personage to another, call the leaves

mind forward without intermission, from the first Have slime upon them, such as the aspic leaves

act to the last. But the power of delighting is deUpon the caves of Nile.

rived principally from the frequent changes of the Cæs.

Most probable,

scene; for, except the feminine arts, some of which That so she died; for her physician tells me,

are too low, which distinguish Cleopatra, no characShe hath pursu'd conclusions infinite

ter is very strongly discriminated. Upton, who did or easy ways to die. --Take up her bed ;

not easily miss what he desired to find, has discov

ered that the language of Antony is, with great And bear her women from the monument: She shall be buried by her Antony :

skill and learning, made pompous and superb, acNo grave upon the earth shall clip in it

cording to his real practice. But I think his dicA pair so famous. High events as these

tion not distinguishable from that of others: the Strike those that make them: and their story is

most tumid speech in the play is that which Cæsar No less in pity, than his glory, which

makes to Octavia. Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall,

The events, of which the principal are described

according to history, are produced without any art (1) Graceful appearance,

of connection or care of disposition. (2) Tried experiments, (3) Enfold.

JOHNSON,

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CYMBELINE.

PERSONS REPRESENTED. Cymbeline, king of Britain.

Cornelius, a physician. Cloten, son to the queen by a former husband. Two Gentlemen. Leonatus Posthumus, a gentleman, husband to Two Gaolers.

Imogen., Belarius, a banished lord, disguised under the name Queen, wife to Cymbeline. of Morgan.

Imogen, daughter to Cymbeline by a former queen. Guiderine sons to Cymbeline, disguised under the Helen, woman to Imogen. Arviragus, s posed sons to Belarius. { names of Polydore and Cadwal, sup

Lords, Ladies, Roman Senators, Tribunes, AppaPhilario, friend to Posthumus, Tallinn

ritions, a Soothsayer, a Dutch Gentleman, a lachimo, friend to Philario, Tatian

Spanish Gentleman, Musicians, Officers, CapA French Gentleman, friend to Philario.

táins, Soldiers, Messengers, and other AttendCaius Lucius, general of the Roman forces.

ants. A Roman Captain. Top Brilish Captains. Pisanio, servant to Posthumus.

| Scene, sometimes in Britain ; sometimes in Italy.

ins.

queen,

WE ACT I.

His measure duly."
2 Gent.

What's his name, and birth? SCENE 1.-Britain. The garden behind Cym-l i Gent. I cannot delve him to the root: His father beline's palace. Enter Two Gentlemen. Was call'd Sicilius, who did join his honour,

Against the Romans, with Cassibelan; il Gentleman

But had his titles by Tenantius, whom

He serv'd with glory and admir'd success :
You do not meet a man but frowns: our bloods' So gaind the sur-addition, Leonatus :
No more obey the heavens, than our courtiers; And had, besides this gentleman in question,
Still seem, as does the king's.

Two other sons, who, in the wars o'the time, 2 Gent.

But what's the matter? Died with their swords in hand; for which their 1 Gent. His daughter, and the heir of his king

father dom, whom

(Then old and fond of issue,) took such sorrow, He purpos'd to his wife's sole son (a widow, That he quit being; and his gentle lady, That late he married, Whath referr'd herself Big of this gentleman, our theme, deceas'd Unto a poor but worthy gentleman: She's wedded; As he was born. The king, he takes the babe Her husband banish'd she imprison'd: all To his protection; calls him Posthumus; Is outward sorrow; though, I think, the king Breeds him, and makes him of his bed-chamber : Be touch'd at very heart.

Puts him to all the learnings that his time 2 Gent.

None but the king ? Could make him the receiver of; which he took, 1 Gent. He, that hath lost her, too : so is the As we do air, fast as 'twas minister'd; and

In his spring became a harvest : Liv'd in court, That most desir'd the match: But not a courtier, (Which rare it is to do,) most prais'd, most lov'd: Although they wear their faces to the bent

A sample to the youngest; to the more mature, or the king's looks, bath a heart that is not A glass that feated them; and to the graver, 50 Glad at the thing they scowl at.

A child that guided dotards : to his mistress, 5. 1 2 Gent.

And why so? For whom he now is banish'd, -her own prices 1 Geni. He that hath miss'd the princess, is a Proclaims how she esteem'd him and his virtue; thing

By her election may be truly read, 54 Too bad for bad report: And he that hath her, What kind of man he is. (I mean, that married her,-alack, good man

2 Gent.

I honour him And therefore banish'd) is a creature such

Even out of your report. But, 'pray you, tell me, As, to seek through the regions of the earth | Is she sole child to the king? For one his like, there would be something failing Gent

His only child. In him that should compare. I do not think He had two sons (if this be worth your hearing, So fair an outward, and such stuff within, Mark it,) the eldest of them at three years old, Eodows a man but he.

l'the swathing clothes the other, from their nursery 2 Gent. You speak him far.

Were stolen: and to this hour, no guess in knowI Gent. I do extend him, sir, within himsell ;

ledge Crush him together, rather than unfold

Which way they went.

How long is this aga ? (1) Inclination, natural disposition.

1 Genl. Some twenty years. (2) i. e. You praise him extensively.

(3) My praise, however extensive, is within his (4) The father of Cymbeline. Dierit.

(5) Formed their manners.

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Yet is it true, sir.

Udo well believe you.

2 Gent. That a king's children should be so con-You gentle gods, give me but this I have, vey'd!

And sear up' my embracements from a next So slackly guarded! And the search so slow, With bonds of death !--Remain thou here That could not trace them!

(Putting on the ring. 1 Gent.

Howsoe'r'tis strange, While sense? can keep it on! And sweetest, fairesi, Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at, As I my poor self did exchange for you,

To your so infinite loss; so, in our trifles 2 Gent.

I still win of you: For my sake, wear this, I Gent. We must forbear: Here comes the queen, It is a manacle of love; I'll place it and princess.

(Exeunt. Upon this fairest prisoner.

(Putting a bracelet on her arm. SCENE II.-The same, Enter the Queen, Pos! Imo.

O, the gods ! thumus, and Imogen.

When shall we see again ? Queen. No, be assur'd, you shall not find me, daughter,

Enter Cymbeline and Lords. After the slander of most step-mothers,

Post.

Alack, the king! Evil-cy'd unto you: you are my prisoner, but Cym. Thou basest thing, avoid! hence, from my Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys

sight! That lock up your restraint. For you, Posthumus, If, after this command, thou fraught the court So soon as I can win the offended king,

With thy unworthiness, thou diest : Away!
I will be known your advocate: marry, yet Thou art poison to my blood.
The fire of rage is in him; and 'twere good,

Post.

The gods protect you! You lean'd unto his sentence, with what patience And bless the good remainders of the court! Your wisdom may inform you...

I am gone, Post.

Please your highness, Imo. There cannot be a pinch in death
I will from hence to-day.

More sharp than this is.
Queen.
You know the peril:-1 Cym..

O disloyal thing, I'll fetch a turn about the garden, pitying

That should'st repair my youth: thou heapest The pangs of barr'd affections; though the king A year's age on me! Hath charg'd you should not speak together.

Imo.

I beseech you, sir, (Exit Queen. Harm not yourself with your vexation ; 1 Imo.

0, Am senseless of your wrath ; a touch more rare Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant Subdues all pangs, all fears. Can tickle where she wounds !-My dearest hus Cym.

Past grace ? obedience ? band,

Imo. Past hope and in despair ; that way, past I something fear my father's wrath; but nothing

grace. (Always resery'd my holy duty,) what

Cym. That might'st have had the sole' son of His rage can do on me: You must be gone; .

my queen; And I shall here abide the hourly shot

Imo. O bless’d,' that I might not! I chose as Of angry eyes; not comforted to live,

eagle, But that there is this jewel in the world,

And did avoid a puttock. That I may see again.

Cym. Thou took'st a beggar; would'st have made Post. My queen? my mistress !

my throne 0, lady, weep no more; lest I give cause

A seat for baseness. To be suspected of more tenderness

Imo.

No; I rather added Than doth become a man! I will remain

A lustre to it, The loyal'st husband that did e'er piight troth

Cym. O thou vile one! My residence in Rome at one Philario's;

Sir, Who to my father was a friend, to me

It is your fault that I have lov'd Posthumus: Known but by letter; thither write, my queen, You bred him as my playfellow; and he is And with mine eyes I'll drink the words you send, A man, worth any woman; overbuys me Though ink be made of gall.

Almost the sum he pays.

What!-art thou mad!

Cym.
Re-enter Queen.

Imo. Almost, sir :-Heaven restore me!-'Would
Queen.
Be brief, I pray you:

were If the king come, I shall incur lipoel, pray you:

A neat-herd's daughter! and my Leonatus How much of his displeasure :-Yet I'll move him Our neighbour shepherd's son!

(Aside, To walk this way: I never do him wrong,

Re-enter Queen. But he does buy my injuries, to be friends;

Сут.

Thou foolish thing !Pays dear for my offences.

(Exil. They were again together : you have done Post. Should we be taking leave

[To the Queen. As long a term as yet we have to live,

Not after our command. Away with her,
The loathness to depart would grow : Adieu! And pen her up.
Imo. Nay, stay a little:

Queen. 'Beseech your patience :-Peace, Were you þút riding forth to air yourself,

Dear lady daughter, peace; --Sweet sovereign, Such parting were too petty. Look here, love; Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself some This diamond was my mother's : take it, heart;

comfort But keep it till you woo another wife,

Out of your best advice. 8 When Imogen is dead.

Cym.

Nay, let her languish, Post.

How! how! another - A drop of blood a day; and, being aged, (1) Close up. (2) Sensation. (3) Fill. (6) A kite. (7) Cattle-keeper's. (4) A more exquisite feeling. (5) Only.

8) Consideration.

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