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POT, LThe consequence o’the crown; and must not soil
Can it pot do, and ando? I will make
Clo. The south-fog rot him!
Imo. He never can meet more mischance, than
(Knocks. To be but nam'd of thee. Ilis meanest garment, Enter a Lady.
That ever hath but clipp'd his body, is dearer, Lady. Who's there, that knocks?
In my respect, than all the hairs above thee, Clo. A gentleman.
Were they all made such men. -- How now, Pisanio ?
Clo. His garment ? Now, the devil -
Imo. To Dorothy my woman hie thee presently! whose tailors are as dear, as yours,
Clo. His garment ?
Frighted, and anger'd worse. — Go, bid my woman
Search for a jewel, that too casually
Hath left mine arm; it was thy master's ; 'shrew me,
If I would lose it for a revenue
I hope it be not gone, to tell my lord
Imo. I hope so: go, and search ! [Exit Pas.
Clo. You have abus'd me.
His meanest garment?
Imo. Ay; I said so, sir!
If you will make't an action, call witness to't.
Imo. Your mother too:
She's my good lady; and will conceive, I hope,
But the worst of me. So I leave you, sir,
C'lo. I'll be reveng'd:
Enter Posthumus and PHILARIO,
Post. Fear it not, sir: I would, I were so sure
To win the king, as I am bold, her honour
Will remain hers.
Phi. What means do you make to him ?
Post. Not any; but abide the change of time;
Quake in the present winter's state, and wish
That warmer days would come. In these fear'd
Phi. Your very goodness, and your company,
Hatli heard of great Augustus. Caius Lucius
Will do his commission throughly: and, I think,
The legions, now in Gallia, sooner landed
Are men more order'd, than when Julius Caesar
Smild at their lack of skill, but found their courage
Worthy his frowning at: their discipline
(Now mingled with their courages) will make known Imo. Profane fellow!
To their approvers, they are people, such
Post. The swiftest harts have posted you by land :
And winds of all the corners kiss'd your sails,
Phi. Welcome, sir !
Post. I hope, the briefness of your answer made Post. This is a thing,
Which you might from relation likewise reap;
Being, as it is, much spoke of.
lach. The roof o'the chamber
Of silver, each on one foot standing, nicely
Depending on their brands.
Post. This is her honour! -
Let it be granted, you have seen all this, (and praise
Of what is in her chamber, nothing saves lach. He was expected then,
The wager you have laid.
Iach. Then, if you can, (Pulling out the bracelet.
Be pale; I beg but leave to air this jewel: see!--
To that your diamond; I'll keep them.
Once more let me behold it. Is it that
Which I left with her?
Her pretty action did outsell her gift,
And yet enrich'd it too. She gave it me, and said, Your lady being so easy.
She priz'd it once,
Post. May be, she pluck'd it off,
Iach. She writes so to you? doth she?
Post. 0, no, no, no! 'tis true! Here, take this If you keep covenant. Had I not bronght
(Gives the ring The knowledge of your mistress home, I grant It is a basilisk unto mine eye, We were to question further: but I now
Kills me to look on't. Let there be no honour, Profess myself the winner of her honour,
Where there is beauty; truth, where semblance; lore, Together with your riog; and not the wronger Where there's another man. The vows of women, Of her, or you, having proceeded but
Of no more bondage be, to where they are made, By both your wills.
Than they are to their virtues: which is nothing.– Post. If you can make't apparent,
0, above measure false! That you have tasted her in bed, my hand
Phi. Have patience, sir,
Hath stolen it from her.
Post. Very true!
Post. Hark you, he swears ! by Japiter he swears! Post. Proceed!
'Tis true; - nay, keep the ring—'tis true! I am sure, lach. First, her bed-chamber,
She would not lose it: her attendants are (Where, I confess, I slept not; but, profess, All sworn, and honourable. --They induc'd to steal it! Had that was well worth watching, it was hang'd Aud by a stranger ?-No, he hath enjoy'd ber: With tapestry of silk and silver; the story The cognizance of her incontinency Proud Cleopatra, when she met her Roman,
she hath bought the name of whore than And Cydous swell'd above the banks, or for
This is not strong enough to be believ'd
Of one persuaded well of
Post. Never talk on't;
Iach. If you seek
For further satisfying, under her breast Must justify my knowledge.
(Worthy the pressing.) lies a mole, right proud Post. So they must,
Of that most delicate lodging. By my life,
I kiss'd it! and it gave me present hunger
To feed again, though full. You do remember
Post. Ay, and it doth confirm
Iach. Will you hear more?
Post. Spare your arithmetic: never count the turns; Ere such another Julius. Britain is
A world by itself; and we will nothing pay
For wearing our own noses.
Queen. That opportunity,
We have again. - Remember, sir, my liege,
The kings your ancestors; together with
The natural bravery of your isle; which stands
But suck them up to the top-mast. A kind of conquest
(The first that ever touch'd him,) he was carried Iach. With all my heart!
(Exeunt. From off our coast, twice beaten; and his shipping, SCENE V.- The same. Another room in the same. (Poor ignorant baubles !) on our terrible seas, Enter PosthUMUS.
Like egg-shells mov'd upon their surges, crack'd Post. Is there no way for men to be, but women As easily 'gainst our rocks. For joy whereof, Must be half-workers? We are bastards all; The fam’d Cassibelan, who was once at point And that most vencrable man, which I
(0, giglot fortune!) to master Caesar's sword, Did call my father, was I know not where
Made Lud's town with rejoicing fires bright,
kingdom is stronger, than it was at that time; and, The nonpareil of this. – 0 vengeance, vengeance ! as I said, there is no more such Caesars; other of Me of my lawful pleasure she restrain'd,
them may have crooked noses; but, to owe such
Cym. Son, let your mother end !
or put the moon in his pocket, we will pay him tri-
(Which swell’d so much, that it did almost stretch
Ourselves to be. We do say then to Caesar,
Hath too much mangled; whose repair and franchise,
Though Rome be therefore angry;) Mulmutius,
limself a king.
That I am to pronounce Augustus Caesar
(Caesar, that hath more kings his servants, than Аст III.
Thyself domestic officers,) thine enemy:
In Caesar's name pronounce I'gainst thre! look Enter CYMBELINE, Queen, Cloter, and Lords, at one for fury not to be resisted! - Thus defied, door: and at another, Caius Lucius, and Attend- I thank thee for myself!'
Cym. Thou art welcome, Caius !
That the Pannoniaos aud Dalmatians, for
Their liberties, are now in arms: a precedent,
Which, not to read, wonld show the Britons cold :
Clo. His majesty bids you welcome. Make pastime
with us a day, or two, longer. If you seek us afterShall be so ever.
wards in other terms, you shall find us in our saltClo. There be many Caesars,
water girdle: if you beat us out of it, it is yours; if
her & nole,mpt Br1*
you fall in the adventure, our crows shall fare the Why should excuse be born or e'er begot? better for you; and there's an end.
We'll talk of that hereafter. Pr’ythee, speak,
How many score of miles may we well ride
(Exeunt. Pis. One score, 'twixt son and sun, SCENE II. - Another room in the same. Madam, 's enough for you; and too much too. Enter Pisanto.
Jino. Why, one that rode to his execution, man, Pis. How! of adultery? Wherefore write you not Could never go so slow: Thave heard of riding wagers, What monster's her accuser ? - Leonatus!
Where horses have been nimbler, than the sands O, master! what a strange infectiou
That run i'the clock's behalf:--but this is foolers:Is fallen into thy ear? What false Italian
Go, bid my woman feign a sickness; say (As poisonous tongue’d, as handed,) hath prevail'd She'll home to her father; and provide me, presently, On thy too ready heariog? - Disloyal? No! A riding suit;' no costlier than would fit She's punish'd for her truth; and undergoes, A franklin's housewife. More goddess-like, than wife-like, such assaults, Pis. Madam, you're best cousider. As would take in some virtue. - O, my master! Imo. I see before me, man, nor here, nor here, Thy mind to her is now as low, as were
Nor what ensues; but have a fog in them, Thy fortunes ! - How! that I should murder her? That I cannot look through. Away, I pr’ythee! Upon the love, and truth, and vows which I Do as I bid thee! there's no more to say! Have made to thy command ?—1, her ?-her blood ? Accessible is none but Milford way! (Exeunt. If it be so to do good service, never
SCENE III. – IV ales, A mountainous country, with Let me be counted serviceable. How look I, That I should seem to lack humanity,
Enter BeLaNIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ArviragOS. So much as this fact comes too? Do't! The letter Bel. A goodly day not to keep house, with such
[Reading. Whose roof's as low as ours! Stoop, boys! This gate That I have sent her, by her own command Instructs
how to adore the heavens; and bows Shall give thee opportunity:~0 damu'd paper! you Black as the ink that's on thee! Senseless bauble, To morning's holy office: the gates of monarchs Art thon a feodary for this act, and look'st Are arch'd so high, that giants may jet through So virgin-like without? Lo, here she comes ! And keep their impious turbands on, without Enter Izogen,
Good-morrow to the sun.- Hail, thou fair heaven! I am ignorant in what I am commanded.
We house i'the rock, yet use thee not so hardly Imo. How pow, Pisanio ?
As prouder livers do. Pis. Madam, here is a letter from my lord ! Gui. Hail, heaven! Imo. Who? thy lord ? that is my lord? Leonatus? Arv. Hail, heaven! 0, learn'd indeed were that astronomer,
Bel. Now, for our mountain sport! Up to yon hill
, That knew the stars, as I his characters;
Your legs are young! I'll tread these flats. Consider, He'd lay the future open. -- You good gods, When you above perceive me like a crow, Let what is here contain'd relish of love,
That it is place, which lessens, and sets off. of my lord's health, of his content, -- yet not, And you may thien revolve what tales I have told That we two are asunder, let that grieve him,
you, (Some griefs are med'cinable;) that is one of them, of courts, of princes, of the tricks in war: For it doth physic love; -- of his content, This service is not service, so being done, All but in that!-Good wax, thy leave! -Bless'd be, But being so allow'd: to apprehend thus, You bees, that make these locks of counsel! Lovers, Draws us a profit from all things we see: And men in dangerous bonds, pray not alike; And often, to our comfort, shall we find Though forfeiters you cast in prison, yet
The sharded beetle in a safer hold, You clasp young Cupid's tables.-Good news, gods! Than is the full-wing'd eagle. O, this life (Reads.] Justice, and your father's wrath, should Is nobler, than attending for a check; he take me in his dominion, should not be so cruel Richer, than doing nothing for a babe; to me, as you, O the dearest of creatures, would not Prouder, thap rustling in unpaid-for silk: even renew me with your eyes. Take notice, that I Such gain the cap of him, that makes them fine, an in Cambria, at Milford-Haven. What your own Yet keeps his book uncross’d: no life to ours. love will, out of this, advise you, follow. So, he wi- Gui. Out of your proof you speak : we, poor shes you all happiness, that remains loyalto his vow, fledg’d, and your, increasing in love. Leonatus Posthumus. Have never wing'd from view o’the Rest; nor kuur 0, for a horse with wings!-Hear'st thon, Pisanio? lle is at Milford-Haven! Read, and tell me What air's from home. Haply, this life is besty How far 'tis hither. If one of mean affairs
If quiet life be best: sweeter to you, May plod it in a week, why may not I
That have a sharper known; well corresponding Glide thither in a day? Then, true Pisanio, With your still age: but, unto us, it is (Who long'st, like me, to see thy lord; who long'st,- A cell of ignorancez travelling abed; o, let me 'bate, - but not like me - yet long'st, A prison for a debtor, that not dares But in a fainter kind. - 0, not like me!
To stride a limit. For mine's beyond beyond,) say, and speak thick, Arv. What should we speak of, (Love's counsellor should fill the bores of hearing, When we are old as you? when we shall hear To the smothering of the sense,) how far it is The rain and wind beat dark December, hov, To this same blessed Milford: and, by the way, In this our pinching cave, shall we discourse Tell me how Wales was made so happy, as The freezing hours away? We have seen nothing To inherit such a haven: but, first of all,
We are beastly: subtile as the fox, for prey; llow we may steal from hence; and, for the gap Like warlike as the wolf, for what we eat: That we shall make in time, from our hence-going, Our valour is, to chase what flies; our cage And our return, to escase: —but first, how get hence : We make a quire, as doth the prison bird,
And sing our bondage freely.
Was near at hand. - Ne'er long'd my mother so Bel. How you speak!
To see me first, as I have now, - Pisanio! Man !
Where is Posthumus ? What is in thy mind,
From the inward of thee? One, but painted thus,
Beyond self-explication: put thyself
Vanquish my staider senses. What's the matter?
Why tender'st thou that paper to me, with
A look ntender? If it be summer news,
Would be even mortal to me.
Imo. (Reads.] Thy mistress, Pisanio, hath played
my bed; the testimonies whereof lie
must act for me, if thy faith be not tainted with Follow'd my banishment; and, this twenty years, the breach of hers. Let thine own hands take away This rock, and these demesnes, have been my world: her life: I shall give thee opportunities at MilfordWhere I have liv'd at honest freedom; paid
Haven; she hath
my letter for the purpose. Where, More pious debts to heaven, than in all
if thou fear to strike, und to make me certain it
(Exeunt Gui. and Arv. Outvenoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath
Imo. False to his bed! What is it, to be false?
Pis. Alas, good lady!
| And, for I am richer, than to hang by the walls,
Pis. Good madam, hear me!
Imo. True honest men being heard, like false Aeneas,
Did scandal many a holy tear; 'took pity
SCENE IV. - Near Milford-Haven. Wilt lay the leaven on all proper men;
Goodly, and gallant, shall be false and perjur'd,
Do thou thy master's bidding! When thou see'st him,