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Why, such, and such :-And the contents o'the
Enter Cymbeline and Queen. story, —
2 Lord. Here comes the king. Ah, but some natural notes about her body,
Clo. I am glad,
was up so late, for that's tbe Above ten thousand meaner moveables
reason I was up so early: He cannot choose but Would testify, to enrich mine inventory.
take this service I have done, fatherly.— Good () sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon ber! morrow to your majesty, and to my gracious And be her sense but as a monument,
mother. Thus in a chapel lying !--come off, come off ;- Cym. Attend you here the door of our stern
(taking off her bracelet. daughter? Will she not forth? As slippery, as the Gordian knot was hard! - Clo. I have assailed her with music, but she "Tis mine, and this will witness outwardly, vouchsafes no notice. As strongly as the conscience does within,
Cym. The exile of her minion is too new; To the madding of her lord. On her left breast She hath not yet forgot him : some more time A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops Must wear the print of his remembrance out, l'the bottom of a cowslip: Here's a voucher,
And then she's yours.
Prefer you to his daughter; frame yourself
With aptness of the season : make denials Why should I write this down, that's rivetted, Increase your services: so seem, as if Screw'd to my memory? She hath been reading You were inspir’d to do those duties, which late
You tender to her ; that you in all obey her, The tale of Tereus; here the leaf's turn'd down, Save when command to your dismission tends, Where Philomel gave up ;--I have enough : And therein you are senseless. To the trunk again, and shut the spring of it. Clo. Senseless ? not so. Gwift, swift, you dragons of the night!-that
Enter a Messenger. dawning
Mess. So like you, sir, ambassadors from Rome;
According to the lonour of his sender;
And towards himself, his goodness forespent on us 1 Lord. Your lordship is the most patient man We must extend our notice. Our dear son, in loss, the most coldest that ever turn'd up ace. When you have given good morning to your Clo. It would make any man cold to lose.
mistress, 1 Lord. But not every man patient, after the Attend the queen, and us; we shall have need noble temper of your lordship. You are most To employ you towards this Roman.--Come, ous hot, and furious, when you win,
queen. [exeunt Cym. Queen, Lords, and Mess. Clo. Winning would put any man into courage: Clo. If she be up, I'll speak with her; if not, If I could get this foolish Imogen, I should have Let her lie still, and dream— By your leave, ho! gold enough : It's almost morning, is't not? I know her women are about her; what (knocks. 1 Lord. Day, my lord.
If I do line one of their hands? 'tis gold, Clo. I would this music would come: I am Which buys admittance; oft it doth ; yea, and advised to give her music o'mornings; they say, Diana's rangers false themselves, yield up (makes it will penetrate.
Their deer to the stand of the stealer; and 'tis gola Enter Musicians.
Which makes the true man kill'd, and saves the Come on; tunc: If you can penetrate her with thief; your fingering, so ; we'll try with tongue too: if Nay, sometimes, hangs both thief and true man: none will do, let her remain; but I'll never give Can it not do, and undo? I will make *[what o'er. First, a very excellent good-conceited thing; One of her women lawyer to me; for after, a wonderful sweet air, with admirable rich I yet not understand the case myself. words to it :-and then let her consider.
By your leave.
[knacks Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
Enter a Lady
Lady. Who's there, that knocks?
Clo. A gentleman. It!? And winking Mary-buds begin
Lady. No more?
Clo. Yes, and a gentlewoman's son.
Lady. That's more
Than some, whose tailors are as dear as yours, So, get you gone : If this penetrate, I will con- Can justly boast of: what's your lordship's pleasider your music the better: if it do not, it is a Clo. Your lady's person : Is she ready: (sure ? vice in her ears, which horsc-hairs, and cat-guts, Lady. Ay, nor- the voice of unpaved eunuch to boot, can To keep her chamber.
įreport. never amend.
(excunt Musicians. Clo. There's gold for you; sell me your good Queries DE 12 Lt
Lady. How! my good name? or to report of you | Frighted, and anger'd worse :-Go, bid mg What I shall think is good ?- The princess- Search for a jewel, that too casually (woman Enter Imogen.
Hath left mine arm; it was thy master's; 'shrew me, Clo. Good morrow, fairest sister : your sweet If I would lose it for a revenue hand.
[pains Of any king's in Europe. I do think, Imo. Good morrow,
sir : you lay out too much I saw't this morning; confident I am, For purchasing but trouble; the thanks I give, Last night 'twas on mine arm ; I kiss'd it: Is telling you that I am poor of thanks,
I hope it be not gone, to tell my lord And scarce can spare them.
That I kiss aught but he. Clo. Still, I swear, I love you.
Pis. "Twill not be lost. Imo. If you but said so, 'twere as deep with me: Imo. I hope so: go, and search. (exit Pisania If you swear still, your recompense is still
Clo. You have abus'd me:That I regard it not.
His meanest garment ? Clo. This is no answer.
(silent, Imo. Ay; I said so, sir. Imo. But that you shall not say I yield, being If you will make't an action, call witness to't. I would not speak. I pray you, spare me: i'faith, Clo. I will inform your father. I shall unfold equal discourtesy
Imo. Your mother too: To your best kindness; one of your great knowing She's my good lady; and will conceive, I hope, Should learn, being taught, forbearance.
But the worst of So I leave you, sir, Clo. To leave you in your madness, 'twere my To the worst of dis
[exit. I will not.
(sin : Clo. I'll be reveng'd :Imo. Fools are not mad folks.
His meanest garment ?- Well.
[erita Clo. Do you call me fool?
SCENE IV. ROME. AN APARTMENT AT PHILARIO's. Imo. As I am mad, I do:
Enter Posthumus and Philario. If you'll be patient, I'll no more be mad;
Post. Fear it not, sir: I would, I were so sure That cures us both. I am much sorry, sir, To win the king, as I am bold, her honour You put me to forget a lady's manners,
Will remain hers. By being so verbal: and learn now, for all,
Phi. What means do you make to him ? That I which know my heart, do here pronounce, Post. Not any: but abide the change of time; By the very truth of it, I care not for you ; Quake in the present winter's state, and wish And am so near the lack of charity
That warmer days would come: In these fear'a (To accuse myself), I hate you : which I had
hopes You felt, than make't my boast.
(rather I barely gratify your love; they failing, Clo. You sin against
I must die much your debtor. Obedience, which you owe your father For Phi. Your very goodness, and your company, The contract you pretend with that base wretch, O'crpays all I can do. By this, your king (One, bred of alms, and foster'd with cold dishes, Hath heard of great Augustus : Caius Lucius With scraps o’the court, it is no contract, none Will do his commission throughly: and, I think, And though it be allow'd in meaner parties, He'll grant the tribute, send the arrearages, (Yet who, than hemre mean?) t knit their Orloqkupon our Romans, whose remembrance (Onwhom there is no more depeñdency (sqlls Is yet freshin their grif But brats and beggary)in self-figurdkîti
Post. I do believe Yet you are curb'd from that enlargemeut by (Statist though I am none, nor like to be), The consequence o'the crown; and must llot soil That this will prove a war; and you shall hear The precious note of it with a base slave,
The legions, now in Gallia, sooner landed A hilding for a livery, a squire's cloth,
In our not-fearing Britain, than have tidings A pantler, not so eminent.
Of any penny tribute paid. Our countrymen Imo. Profane fellow !
Are men more order'd, than when Julius Cæsar Wert thou the sou of Jupiter, and no more, Smil'd at their lack of skill, but found their But what thou art, besides, thou wert too base
courage To be his groom : thou wert dignified enough, Worthy his frowning at: their discipline Even to the point of envy, if were made (Now mingled with their courages) will make Comparative for your virtues, to be styl’d To their approvers, they are people, such [known The under-hangman of his kingdom ; and hated That mend upon the world. For being preferr'd so well.
Enter Iachimo. Clo. The south-fog rot him! (come Phi. See! Iachimo!
[land : Imo. He never can meet more mischance, than Post. The swiftest harts have posted you by To be but nam'd of thee. His mcanest garment, And winds of all the corners kiss'd your sails, That ever hath but clipp'd his body, is dearer, To make your vessel nimble. In
iny respect, than all the hairs above thee, [nio? Phi. Welcome, sir. Were they all made such men.-How now, Pisa- Post. I hope, the briefness of your answer made Enter Pisanio.
The speediness of your return t} turny +3}} Clo. His garment ? Now, the devil
Iach. Your lady
Post. And, therewithal, the best; or let her Inno. I am sprighted with a fool;
Look through a casement to allure false hearts, Was as another nature, dumb; outwent her, And be false with them. !
Motion and breath left out. lach. Here are letters for you.
Post. This is a thing, Post. Their tenor good, I trust.
Which you might from relation likewise reap; Iach. 'Tis very like.
Being, as it is, much spoke of. Phi. Was Caius Lucius in the Britain court, Iach. The roof o'the chamber When you were there?
With golden cherubims is fretted : her andirons Iach. He was expected then,
(I had forgot them,) were two winking Cupids. But not approach'd.
Of silver, each on one foot standing, nicely Post. All is well yet.
Depending on their brands. Sparkles this stone as it was wont? or is't not Post. This is ber honour !Too dull for your good wearing ?
Let it be granted, you have seen all this, (and praise Iach. If I have lost it,
Be given to your remembrance,) the description I should have lost the worth of it in gold.
Of what is in her chamber, nothing saves I'll make a journey twice as far, to enjoy
The wager you have laid. A second night of such sweet shortness, which Iach. Then, if you can, (pulling out the bracelet. Was mine in Britain; for the ring is won. Be pale ; I beg but leave to air this jewel : see! Post. The stone's too bard to come by.
And now 'tis up again : It must be married Iach. Not a whit,
To that your diamond ; l'll keep them. Your lady being so easy.
Post. Jove !
Once more let me behold it: is it that:
Iach. Sir (I thank her,) that
She stripp'd it from her arm ; I see her yet; If you keep covenant: had I not brought Her pretty action did outsell her gift, The knowledge of your mistress home, I grant And yet enrich'd it too : she gave it me, and sald, We were to question further : but I now
She priz'd it once. Profess myself the winner of her honour,
Post. May be, she pluck'd it off, Together with your ring; and not the wronger
To send it me. Of her, or you, having proceeded but
Iach. She writes so to you ? doth she? (too; By both your wills.
Post. O, no, no, no; 'tis true. Here, take this Post. If you can make't apparent,
It is a basilisk unto mine eye, gives the ring. That you have tasted her in bed, my hand,
Kills me to look on't:-Let there be no honour, And ring is yours: If not, the foul opinion Where there is beauty; truth, where semblance; You had of her pure honour, gains, or loses,
love, Your sword, or mine; or masterless leaves both Where there's another man : the vows of women To who shall find them.
Of no more bondage be, to where they are made. Iach. Sir, my circumstances,
Than they are to their virtues; which is nothing :Being so near the truth : as I will make them, O, above measure, false ! Must first induce you to believe, whose strength Phi. Have patience, sir, I will confirm with oath; which, I doubt not, And take your ring again; 'tis not yet won : You'll give me leave to spare, when you shall find | It may be probable, she lost it; or, You need it not.
Who knows if one of her women, being corrupted, Post. Proceed.
Hath stolen it from her? Iach. First, her bed-chamber,
Post. Very true; (Where, I confess, I slept not; but profess, And so, I hope, he came by't :- Back my ring ;Had that was well worth watching,) it was hang'd Render to me some corporal sign about her, With tapestry of silk and silver; the story, More evident than this; for this was stolen. Proud Cleopatra, when she met her Roman, Iach. By Jupiter, I had it from her arm, And Cydnus swell’d above the banks, or for Post. Hark you, he swears; by Jupiter he The press of boats, or pride : a piece of work
(sure So bravely done, so rich, that it did strive 'Tis true ;-nay, keep the ring—'tis true: I am In workmanship, and value ; which, I wonder'd, She would not lose it : her attendants are Could be so rarely and exactly wrought,
All sworn and bonourable :--They induc'd to Since the true life on't was
steal it! Post. This is true ;
And by a stranger ?-No; he hath enjoy'd her: And this you might have heard of here, by me, The cognizance of her incontinency [dearly:Or by some other.
Is this, she hath bought the name of whore thus lach. More particulars
There, take thy hire; and all the fiends of hell Must justify my knowledge.
Divide themselves between you ! Post. So they must,
Phi. Sir, be patient: de Or do your honour injury.
This is not strong enough to be bellcv'd
Of one persuaded well of 1991
Iach. If you seels
SCENE V. THE SAME. ANOTHER ROOM IN THE SAME.
For further satisfying, under her breast
When I was stamp'd; some coiner with his tools (Worthy the pressing,) lies a mole, right proud Made me a counterfeit : yet my mother seemn'd Of that most delicate lodging: By my life, The Dian of that time : so doth my wife I kiss'd it; and it gave ine present burger. The nonpareil of this.-0 vengeance, vengeance! To feed again, though full. You do remember Me of my lawful pleasure she restrain'd, This stain upon her ?
And pray'd me, oft, forbearance : did it with Post. Ay, and it doth confirmi
A pudency so rosy, the sweet view on't Another stain, as big as hell can hold,
Might well have warm'd old Saturn ; that Were there no more but it.
thought her Iach. Will you hear inore?
As chaste as unsunn'd snow :-0, all the de. Post. Spare your arithmetic: never count the
vils! Once, and a million!
(turns; This yellow Iachimo in an hour, -was't not ?Iach. I'll be sworn,
Or less,—at first : perchance he spoke not; but, Post. No swearing.
Like a full acorn'd boar', a German one, If you will swear you have not done't, you lie; Cry'd, oh / and mounted : found no opposition And I will kill thee, if thou dost deny
But what he look'd for should oppose, and she Thou hast made me cuckold.
Should from encounter guard. Could I find out Iach. I will deny nothing.
[meal! The woman's part in me! For there's no motion Post. O, that I had her here, to tear her limb. That tends to vice in man, but I afirm I will go there, and do't; i'the court; before It is the woman's part; be it lying, note it, Her father : I'll do something
[e.cit. The woman's ; flattering, hers; deceiving, hers Phi. Quite besides
Ambitions, covetings, change of prides, disdain, The government of patience !- You have won : Nice longings, slanders, mutability, Let's follow him, and pervert the present wrath All faults that may be nam'd, nay, that hell knows, He hath against himself,
Why, hers, in part, or all ; but, rather, all : Iach. With all my heart.
[ereunt. For even to vice
They are not constant, but are changing still Enter Posthumus.
One vice, but of a minute old, for one Post. Is there no way for men to be, but women Not half so old as that. I'll write against them, Must be half-workers? We are bastards all; Detest them, curse them :-Yet 'tis greater skill And that most venerable man, which I
In a true hate, to pray them have their will : Did call my father, was I kuow not where The very devils cannot plague them better. [exit.
ACT III. SCENE I. BRITAIN A ROOM OF STATE IN CYMBE- Į Of came, and saw, and overcame : with shame LINE'S PALACE.
(The first that ever touch'd him,) he was carried Enter Cymbeline, Queen, Cloten, g Lords, at one From off our coast, twice beaten ; and his shipping door ; at another, Caius Lucius, and Attendants. (Poor ignorant baubles !) on our terrible seas, Cym. Now say, what would Augustus Cæsar Like egg-shells moved upon their surges, crack'd with us?
43:[yet As easily 'gainst our rocks : for joy whereof, Luc. When Julius Cæsar (whose remembrance The fam'd Cassibelan, who was once at point Lives in men's eyes; and will, to ear's and tongues, (O, giglot fortune!) to master Cæsar's sword, Be theme, and hearing ever,) was in this Britain, Made Lud's town with rejoicing fires bright, And conquer'd it, Cassibelan, thine uncle,
And Britons strut with courage. (Famous in Cæsar's praises, no whit less
Clo. Come, there's no more tribute to be paid : Than in his feats deserving it,) for bim,
our kingdom is stronger than it was at that time; And his succession, granted Rome a tribute, and as I said, there is no more such Cæsars : other Yearly three thousand pounds; which by thee of them may have crooked noses ; but, to owe such 18 left untender'd.
(lately straight arms, none. Queen. And, to kill the marvelo, 2848
Cym. Son, let your mother end. Shall be so ever. ;
Clo. We have yet many among us can gripe as Clo. There be many Cæsars,
hard as Cassibelan : I do not say, I am one ; but Ere such another Julius, Britain is
I have a hand.-Why tribute ? why should wo A world by itself; and we will nothing pay, pay tribute? If Cæsar can hide the sun from us For wearing our own noses.
with a blanket, or put the moon in his pocket, we Queen. That opportunity,
will pay him tribute for light; else, no more triWhich then they had to take from us, to resume bute, pray you now. We have again. Remember, sir, my liege, Cym. You must know, The kings your ancestors; together with Till the injurious Romans did extort The natural bravery of your isle; which stands This tribute from us, we were free: Cæsar's am. As Neptune's park, ribbed and paled in
bition With rocks unscaleable, and roaring waters; (Which swell'd so much, that it did almost stretch With sands, that will pot bear your enemies' boats, The sides o'the world,) against all colour, bere But suck them up to the top-mast. A kind of Did put the yoke upon us; wbich to shake off, conquest
Becomes a warlike people, whom we reckon Cæsar made here; but made not here his brag, Ourselves to be. We do say thep to Casar,
Our ancestor was that Mulmutius, which
Pis. Madam, here is a letter from my lord. Ordain'd our laws;(whose use the sword of Cæsar Imo. Who? thy lord ? that is my lord ? LeonaHath too much mangled; whose repair and fran-0, learn’d indeed were that astronomer, (tus ? chise,
That knew the stars, as I his characters; Shall, by the power we hold, be our good deed, He'd lay the future open. —You good gods, Though Rome be therefore angry ;) Mulmutius, Let what is here contain'd relish of love, Who was the first of Britain, which did put Of my lord's health, of his content, - yet not, His brows within a golden crown, and callid That we two are asunder, let that grieve him,Himself a king.
(Some griefs are med'cinable;) that is one of them, Luc. I am sorry, Cymbeline,
For it doth physic love ;-of his content, Chat I am to pronounce Augustus Cæsar All but in that !--Good wax, thy leave :--Bless'd (Cæsar, that hath more kings bis servants, than
be, Thyself domestic officers,) thine enemy:
You bees, that make these locks of counsel! Lovers Receive it from me, then :- War, and confusion, And men in dangerous bonds, pray not alike; In Cæsar's name pronounce I 'gainst thee : look Though forfeiters you cast in prison, yet For fury not to be resisted :— Tbus defied, You clasp young Cupid's tables.—Good news, I thank thee for myself.
gods! Cym. Thou art welcome, Caius.
Reads.] Justice, and your father's wrath, should he take Thy Cæsar knighted me; my youth I spent
me in his dominion, sliould not be so cruel to me, as you, o,
the dearest of creatures, would not even renew me with Much under him ; of him I gather'd honour;
your eyes. Take notice, that I am in Cambria, at MilfordWhich he, to seek of me again, perforce,
Haven. What your own love will, out of this, advise you Behoves me keep at utterance; I am perfect,
follow. So, he wishes you all bappiness, that remains loyal
to his vow, and your, increasing in love, That the Pannonians and Dalmatians, for
Leonatus Posthumus, Their liberties, are now in arms: a precedent O, for a horse with wings!—Hear'st thou, Pisanio? Which, not to read, would show the Britons cold : He is at Milford-Haven : read, and tell me So Cæsar shall not find thein.
How far 'tis hither. If one of mean affairs Luc. Let proof speak.
May plod it in a week, why may not I Clo. His majesty bids you welcome. Make Glide thither in a day?- Then, true Pisanio, pastime, with us a day, or two, longer : if you (Who long'st, like me, to see thy lord; who seek us afterwards in other terms, you shall find long'st, as in our salt-water girdle: if you beat us out of 0, let me 'bate, but not like me :- yet long'st, it, it is yours ; if you fall in the adventure, our But in a fainter kind :-0, not like me ; crows shall fare the better for you; and there's For mine's beyond beyond) say, and speak thick, an end.
(Love's counsellor should fill the bores of hearing, Luc. So, sir.
[mine: To the smothering of the sense) how far it is Cym. I know your master's pleasure, and he To this same blessed Milford : and, by the way, Al the remain is, welcome.
[ereunt. Tell me how Wales was made so happy, as SCENE II. ANOTHER ROOM IN THE SAME. To inherit such a haven; but, first of all, Enter Pisanio.
How we may steal from hence ;, and, for the gap Pis. How! of adultery? Wherefore write you That we shall make in time, from our hence-going, What monster's her accuser?—Leonatus! (not | And our return, to excuse :- but first, how get O, master! what a strange infection
Why should excuse be born or ere begot? (hence, Is fallen into thy ear? What false Italian We'll talk of that hereafter. Pr’ythee, speak, (As poisonous-tongu'd, as handed) hath prevail'd How many score of miles may we well ride On thy too ready hearing ?- Disloyal? No : 'Twist hour and hour? She's punish'd for her truth ; and undergoes, Pis. One score, 'twixt sun and sun, More goddess-like than wife-like, such assaults Madam, 's enough for you ; and too much, too. As would take in some virtue.-0, my master ! Imo. Why, onu that rode to his execution, man, Thy mind to her is now as low, as were
Could never go 80 slow: I have heard of riding Thy fortunes.-How! that I should murder her?
wagers, Upon the love, and truth, and vows which I Where horses have been nimbler than the sands Have made to thy command ?-I, her?--her That run i'the clock's behalf :--but this is fool. blood ?
Go, bid my woman feign a sickness; say, [ery :If it be so to do good service, never
She'll home to her fatlier : and provide me, preLet me be counted serviceable. How look I, A riding suit; no costlier than would fit [sently That I should seem to lack humanity,
A franklin's housewife. So much as this fact comes to ?-Do't: the letter Pis. Madam, you're best consider. That I have sent her, by her own command Imo. I see before me, man, nor here, nor here,
[reading. Nor what ensues; but have a fog in them, Shall give the opportunity:'-0, damn'd paper ! That I cannot look through. Away, I prythee; Black as the ink that's on thee! Senseless bauble, Do as I bid thee: there's no more to say ; Art thou a feodary for this act, and look'st Accessible is none but Milford way. [exeunt. So virgin-like without ? Lo, here she comes. SCENE III. WALES. A MOUNTAINOUS COUNTRS, Enter Imogen.
WITH A CAVE, I am ignorant in what I am commanded.
Enter Belarius, Guiderius, and Arviragus. Imo. How now, Pisanio ?
Bel. A goodly day not to keep house, with such