First pay me for the nursing of thy sons; As I have receiv'd it. Cym Nursing of my sons? Bel. I am too blunt, and saucy: Here's my knee; Ere I arise, I will prefer my sons; Then, spare not the old father. Mighty sir, Cym. How! my issue? Bel. So sure as you your father's. I, old Morgan, Am that Belarius whom you sometime banish'd: Your pleasure was my mere offence, my punish ment Itself, and all my treason; that I suffer'd, The more of you 'twas felt, the more it shap'd Cym. Thou weep'st, and speak'st. The service, that you three have done, is more Unlike than this thou tell'st: I lost my children; If these be they, I know not how to wish A pair of worthier sons. Bel. Be pleas'd a while This gentleman, whom I call Polydore, Most worthy prince, as yours, is true Guiderius; This gentleman, my Cadwal, Arvirágus, Your younger princely son; he, sir, was lapp'd In a most curious mantle, wrought by the hand Of his queen mother, which, for more probation, I can with ease produce. Cym. Guiderius had Upon his neck a mole, a sanguine star; It was a mark of wonder. Bel. This is he; Who hath upon him still that natural stamp; To be his evidence now. O, what am I Cym. A mother to the birth of three? Ne'er mother Rejoic'd deliverance more:- Bless'd may you be, That, after this strange starting from your orbs, You may reign in them now! Thou hast lost by this a kingdom. Imo. I have got two worlds by't. thers, O Imogen, No, my lord; my gentle bro Have we thus met? O never say hereafter, Cym. Arv. Ay, my good lord. Gui. Did you e'er meet? And at first meeting lov'd; Continued so, until we thought he died. Cor. By the queen's dram she swallow'd. Cym. O rare instinct ! When shall I hear all through? This fierce 7 abridgement Hath to it circumstantial branches, which Distinction should be rich in. 8 Where? how liv'd you? And when came you to serve our Roman captive? How parted with your brothers? how first met them? Why fled you from the court? and whither? These, And your three motives to the battle, with I know not how much more, should be demanded; And all the other by-dependancies, From chance to chance; but nor the time, nor place, Will serve our long intergatories. See, And she, like harmless lightning, throws her eye Imo. You are my father too; and did relieve me, To see this gracious season. Cym. All o'erjoy'd, Save these in bonds; let them be joyful too, For they shall taste our comfort. Cym. The forlorn soldier, that so nobly fought, He would have well becom❜d this place, and grac❜d The thankings of a king. Post. I am, sir, The Iach. That I was he, I am down again: [Kneeling. But now my heavy conscience sinks my knee, As then your force did. Take that life, 'beseech you, Which I so often owe: but, your ring first; Post. Kneel not to me; The power that I have on you, is to spare you; Cym. We'll learn our freeness of a son-in-law; Pardon's the word to all. As Arv. Nobly doom'd: You holp us, sir, - Good my lord of you did mean indeed to be our brother; Joy'd are we, that you are. Post. Your servant, princes. Rome, Call forth your soothsayer: As I slept, methought, Appear'd to me, with other spritely shows 8 8 Ghostly appearances. Is so from sense in hardness, that I can Luc. Sooth. Here, my good lord. Luc. Philarmonus, Read, and declare the meaning. Sooth. [reads.] When as a lion's whelp shall, to himself unknown, without seeking find, and be embraced by a piece of tender air; and when from a stately cedar shall be lopped branches, which, being dead many years, shall after revive, be jointed to the old stock, and freshly grow; then shall Posthumus end his miseries, Britain be fortunate, and flourish peace and plenty. in Thou, Leonatus, art the lion's whelp; The fit and apt construction of thy name, Unknown to you, unsought, were clipp'd about Cym. This hath some seeming. Sooth. The lofty cedar, royal Cymbeline, Personates thee: and thy lopp'd branches point Thy two sons forth: who, by Belarius stolen, For many years thought dead, are now reviv'd, To the majestic cedar join'd; whose issue Promises Britain peace and plenty. Well, Cym. 9 Embraced. |