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thank him, makes no stranger of me; we are familiar at first.
lach. With five times so much conversation, I should get ground of your fair mistress: make her go back, even to the yielding ; had I admittance, and opportunity to friend.
Poft. No, no.
lach. I dare, thereupon, pawn the moiety of my estate to your ring; which, in my opinion, o'er-values it something: But I make my wager rather against your confi. dence, than her reputation : and, to bar your offence herein too, I durst attempt it against any lady in the world.
Post. You are a great deal abus’d in too bold a perfuasion ; and I doubt not you'd sustain what you're worthy of, by your attempt.
lach. What's that?
Pojt. A repulse: Though your attempt, as you call it, deserves more; a punishment too.
Phil. Gentlemen, enough of this: it came in too suddenly; let it die as it was born, and, I pray you, be bet. ter acquainted.
Jach. 'Would I had put my estate, and my neighbour's, on the P approbation of what I have spoke.
Poft. What lady would you chuse to affail ?
lach. Yours; who in constancy, you think, stands fo safe. I will lay you ten thousand ducats to your ring, that, commend me to the court where your lady is, with no more advantage than the opportunity of a second conference, and I will bring from thence that honour of hers, which you imagine so reserv'd.
Poft. I will wager against your gold, gold to it: my ring I hold dear as my finger ; 'tis part of it. A great deal abus'd]-grossly deceived. P approbation)-proof.
lach. You are ? a friend, and therein the wiser. If you buy ladies' Aesh at a million a dram, you cannot preserve it from tainting : But, I see, you have fome religion in you, that you fear.
Poft. This is but a custom in your tongue: you bear a graver purpose, I hope.
lach. I am the master of my speeches; and would'undergo what's spoken, I swear.
Post. Will you ?-I shall but lend my diamond 'till your return :- Let there be covenants drawn between us : My mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your unworthy thinking: I dare you to this match: here's my ring
Pbil. I will have it no lay.
lech. By the gods it is one: - If I bring you no sufficient testimony that I have enjoy'd the dearest bodily part of
your mistress, my ten thousand ducats are yours; so is your diamond too: If I come off, and leave her in such honour as you have trust in, the your jewel, this your jewel, and my gold are yours ;—provided, I have your commendation, for my more free entertainment.
Poft. I embrace these conditions ; let us have articles betwixt us :-only, thus far you shall answer. If you make
your voyage upon her, and give me directly to understand you have prevail’d, I am no further your enemy, she is not worth our debate: if the remain unseduc'd, (you not making it appear otherwise) for your ill opinion, and the assault you have made to her chastity, you shall answer me with
sword. lach. Your hand; a covenant; We will have these things set down by lawful counsel, and straight away for
9 a friend, ]-to the lady, and as such wisc, in not exposing her to hazard-afraid, and that's a proof of your wisdom. ' undergo]-undertake. 'If I bring you sufficient, &c. my ten thousand ducats are mine; &c.
Britain ; left the bargain should catch cold, and starve: I will fetch my gold, and have our two wagers recorded.
Poft. Agreed. [Exeunt Posthumus, and Iachimo. French. Will this hold, think you ?
Pbil. Signior lachimo will not from it, Pray, let us follow 'em,
Cymbeline's Palace. Enter Queen, Ladies, and Cornelius. Queen. Whiles yet the dew's on ground, gather those
flowers; Make hafte: Who has the note of them?
i Lady. I, madam. Queen. Dispatch.
[Exeunt ladies. Now, master doctor ; have you brought those drugs?
Cor. Pleaseth your highness, ay: here they are, madam :
Queen. I wonder, doctor,
confections? Having thus far proceeded,
MERCHANT OP Venice, Vol. II. p. 103, Laun,
Of these thy compounds on such creatures as
Cor. Your highness
Cor. I do suspect you, madam; But you shall do no harm.
[Afde. Queen. Hark thee, a word.
[To Pisanio. Cor. (Afide.] I do not like her. She doth think, the
Queen. No further service, doctor,
[Exit. Queen. Weeps she still, say'st thou? Dost thou think,
(The Queen drops a phial: Pisanio takes it up.
Who shall take notice of thee; move the king
o quench ;)-cool.
ibat leans ? ]--that is in a declining state. z ebat a chance tbou changeft on ;]-how likely thou art to better thy condition by such an exchange of service, or rather attachment.