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Enter Posthumus, and Philario.
Poft. Fear it not, fir: I would, I were so sure
To win the king, as I am bold, her honour
Will remain hers.
Pbil. What means do you make to him?
Post. Not any; but abide the change of time;
Quake in the present winter state, and wilh
That warmer days would come: In these fear'd hopes,
I'barely gratify your love; they failing,
I must die much your debtor.
Pbil. Your very goodness, and your company,
O'erpays all I can do. By this, your king
Hath heard of great Auguftus : Caius Lucius
Will do his commisfion throughly: And, I think,
He'll grant the tribute, send the arrearages,
'Or look upon our Romans, whose remembrance
fresh in their grief.
Poft. I do believe,
'(Statist though I am nonę, nor like to be)
That this will prove a war; and you shall hear
The legions, now in Gallia, sooner landed
In our not-fearing Britain, than have tidings
tribute paid. Our countrymen • Wbat means do you make to bim?]-What steps are taken in order to bring about a reconciliation.
barely gratify your love ;)—confifts all my chance of making you any return. *Or look upon)-Ere, before he will look upon, face. (Stariff]- Politician.
Are men more order'd, than when Julius Cæsar
Smild at their lack of skill, but found their courage
Worthy his frowning at: Their discipline
(Now * mingled with their courages) will make known
To' their approvers, they are people, such
That mend upon the world.
Pbil. See! Tachimo!
Poft. The swiftest harts have posted you by land ;
And winds of all the corners kiss'd your fails,
To make your vefsel nimble.
Phil. Welcome, sir.
Poft. I hope, the briefness of your answer made
The speediness of your return.
Iacb. Your lady
Is one of the fairest that I have look'd upon.
Poft. And, therewithal, the best; or let her beauty
Look through a casement to allure false hearts,
And be false with them.
Tach. Here are letters for you.
Poft. Their tenour good, I trust.
Iacb. 'Tis very like.
Pbil. Was Caius Lucius in the Britain court,
When you were there?
Iach. He was expected then,
But not approach’d.
Poft. All is well yet.
Sparkles this stone as it was wont ? or is't not
Too dull for your good wearing ?
Iach. If I have lost it,
I should have lost the worth of it in gold.
more order'd,]-better trained. * mingled with]-coming in aid of-wing led borrowing wings from-animated by. y their approvers,]—such as fhall try them.
I'll make a journey twice as far, to enjoy
A second night of such sweet shortness, which
Was mine in Britain ; for the ring is won.
Poft. The stone's too hard to come by.
lacb. Not a whit,
Your lady being so easy.
Pot. Make not, sir,
Your loss your sport: I hope, you know that we
Must not continue friends.
lach. Good sir, we must,
If you keep covenant: Had I not brought
The knowledge of your mistress home, I grant
We were to question further : but I now
Profess myself the winner of her honour,
Together with your ring; and not the wronger
Of her, or you, having proceeded but
By both your wills.
Poft. If you can make it apparent
have tasted her in bed, my hand,
And ring, is yours: If not, the foul opinion
You had of her pure honour, gains, or loses,
Your sword, or mine ; or masterless leaves both
To who shall find them.
Iach. Sir, my circumstances,
Being so near the truth, as I will make them,
Must first induce you to believe : whose strength
I will confirm with oath ; which, I doubt not,
You'll give me leave to spare, when you shall find
lacb. First, her bed-chamber,
(Where, I confess, I Nept not; but, profess,
Had that was well worth watching) It was hang'd
With capestry of Glk and silver; the story
Proud Cleopatra, when she met her Roman,
2 And Cydnus swellid above the banks, or for
The press of boats, or pride: A piece of work
So bravely done; fo rich, that it did strive
In workmanship, and value; which, I wonder'd,
Could be so rarely and exactly wroughts
. Since the true life on't was-
.Poft. This is true ;
And this you might have heard of here, by me,
Or by some other.
lach. More particulars Must juftify my knowledge.
Post. So they must,
Or do your honour injury.
lach: The chimney
Is south the chamber; and the chimney-piece,
Chafte Dian, bathing: never saw I figures
So likely to report themselves : the cutter
Wası as another nature, dumb; out-went her,
Motion and breath left out.
Poft. This is a thing,
Which you might from relation likewise reap;
Being, as it is, much spoke of.
Jach. The roof o' the chamber
With golden cherubims is fretted : Herandirons
(I had forgot them) were two winking Cupids
Of silver, each on one foot standing, nicely
Depending on their brands.
z On Cydnus.
a Since I be true life on't was- )-So long after the event.
oso likely to report themselves : &c.]-So near to speaking, fuch expressive figures: the sculptor hath even excelled nature in all points, fave breath and motion.
• antirons]-irons, whereon wood is laid for burning ; called also, from the common figures in their front, dogs.
d nicely depending on their brands. ]-gracefully reclining on their in. verted torches.
Pot. This is her honour !
Let it be granted, you have seen all this, (and praise
Be given to your remembrance) the description
Of what is in her chamber, nothing faves
The wager you have laid.
lach. Then, if you can,
[Pulling out the bracelet.
Be pale; I beg but leave to air this jewel : See !
And now 'tis up again : It must be married
To that your diamond; I'll keep them.
Poft. Jove ! -
Once more let me behold it: Is it that
Which I left with her ?"
lach. Sir, (I thank her) that:
She stripp'd it from her arm; I see her yet;
Her pretty action did outsell her gift,
enrich'd it too: she
gave And said, she priz'd it once.
Poft. May be, she pluck'd it off, To send it me.
lacb. She writes so to you ?, doth she? Poft. O, no, no, no ; 'tis true. Here, take this too ;
[Gives the ring. It is a basilisk unto mine eye, Kills me to look on't :-Let there be no honour, Where there is beauty.; truth, where semblance ; love, Where there's another man: The vows of women Of no more bondage be, to where they are made, Than they are to their virtues ; which is nothing : O, above measure false !
+ This is ber honour ! ]— And do you think to pass this circumftari. tial account of the furniture of her bedchamber upon me, as a proof of the surrender of her honour?
if you can,)-suppress the flush of rage. s Of no more bondage be, Are no more firm. VOL. III. N