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lacb. Change you, Madam? The worthy Leonatus is in sasety, And greets your Highness dearly.

lmo. Thanks, good Sir, You're kindly welcome.

Iacb. All of her, that is out of door, most rich! [Aside. If she be surnish'd with a mind so rare, She is alone th.' Arahian bird ; and I Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend! Arm me, audacity, from head to foot: Or like the Parthian I shall flying fight, Rather directly flye.

Imogen reads.

He is one of the noblest note, to whose kindnesses I am most infinitely tyed: Reflect upon him accordingly, as you value your *''truest.-N


So far I read aloud.

But even the very middle of my heart

Is warmed by the rest, and takes it thanksully ——

You are as welcome, worthy Sir, as I

Have words to bid you, and shall find it so

In f> II that I can do.

lacb. Thanks, fairest Lady.
What, are men mad? hath nature giv'n them eyes
To see this vaulted arch, and the rich crop
Of sea and land, which can distinguish 'twixt
The fiery orbs above, and the twin stones
Upon 1 'th'unnumber'dN beach? and can we not
Partition make with spectacles so precious
'Twixt fair and foul?

Imo. What makes your admiration?

Iacb. It cannot be i' th' eye for apes and monkeys, 'Twixt two such She's, would chatter this way, and Contemn with mowes the other. Nor i' th' judgment; For Idiots in this case of favour would

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Be wisely definite. Nor in the appetite j
Slutt'ry to such neat excellence oppos'd
Should make desire vomit ev'n emptiness,
Not so allure't to feed.

Imo. What is the matter, trow?

Jack. The cloyed will,
That satiate, yet unsatisfy'd desire, that tub
Both fill'd and running; ravening first the lamb,
Longs after for the garbage.

Imo. What, dear Sir,
Thus raps you? are you well?

Iach. Thanks, Madam, well.
'Beseech you, Sir, desire my man's abode [To Pisanio.
Where I did leave him; he is strange and 1 'sheepisti.^

Pis I J'was just going,N Sir, to give him welcome.

[Exit Pisanio.

Imo. Continues well my Lord? his health, 'beseech

Iacb. Well, Madam. [you.

Imo. Is he dispos'd to mirth? I hope he is.

Iach. Exceeding pleasant; 4 'notv a stranger there
So merry and so gamesome j he is call'd
The Briton reveller.

Imo. When he was here
He did incline to sadness, and oft times
Not knowing why.

Iacb. I never saw him lad.
There is a Frenchman his companion, one
An eminent monsieur, that it seems much loves
A Gallian girl at home : He furnaces
The thick sighs from him ; whiles the jolly Briton,
(Your Lord I mean,) laughs from's free lungs, cries Ob /—
Can my sides hold, to think, that man who knows
By history, report, or his own proof,
What woman is, yea, what she cannot chuse
But must be, will his free hours languish out
For assured bondage?
Imo. Will my Lord fay so?


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Iacb. Ay, Madam, with his eyes in flood with laughter. It is a recreation to be by

And hear him mock the Frenchman: but heav'n knows
Someimen are much to blame.
Imo. Not he, I hope.

Iacb. Not he. But yet heav'n's bounty tow'rds him might

Be us'd more thanksully: In himself 'tis much;
In you, whom I count his beyond all talents,'
Whilst I am bound to wonder, I am bound
To pity too.

Imo. What do you pity, Sir?

Iacb. Two creatures heartily.

Imo. Am I one, Sir?
You look on me ; what wreck discern you in me
Deserves your pity?

Iacb. Lamentable! what!
To hide me from the radiant sun, and solace
I' th' dungeon by a snuff?

Imo. I pray you, Sir,
Deliver with more openness your answers
To my demands. Why do you pity me?

Iacb. That others do .
I was about to fay, enjoy your . but
It is an office of the Gods to venge it,
Not mine to speak on't.

Imo. You do seem to know
Something of me, or what concerns me; pray you
(Since doubting things go ill often hurts more
Than to be sure they do; for certainties
Or are past remedies ; or timely 5 'known,
The remedy's then born discover to me
What both you spur and stop.

Iacb. Had I this cheek
To bathe my lips upon; this hand, whose touch,
Whose very touch wuold force the seeler's soul
To th' oath of loyalty, this object, which

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5 knowing, The remedj then born,

Takes pris'ner the wild motion of mine eye,
Fixing it only here; should I, damn'd then,
Slaver with lips as common as the stairs
That mount the Capitol ? join gripes with hands
Made hard with hourly falshood, as with labour?
Then glad my self by peeping in an eye
Base and unlustrious as the smoaky light
That's sed with stinking tallow? it were fit
That all the plagues of hell should at one time
Encounter such revolt.

Into. My Lord, I sear,
Has forgot Britain.

lacb. And himself. Not I
Inclin'd to this intelligence, pronounce
The beggary of his change; but 'tis your graces
That from my mutest conscience, to my tongue,
Charms this report out.

Imo. Let me hear no more.

Iacb. O dearest foul ! your cause doth strike my heart
With pity, that doth make me sick. A Lady
So fair, and fastned to an empery
Would make the great'st King double, to be partner'd
With tomboys, hir'd with that self-exhibition
Which your own coffers yield! with diseas'd ventures
That play with all infirmities for gold,
Which rottenness lends nature! such boyl'd stuff
As well might poison poison! Be reveng'd
Or she that bore you was no Queen, and you
Recoil from your great stock.

Imo. Reveng'd, alas!
How should I be reveng'd, if this be true?
As I have such a heart, that both mine ears
Must not in haste abuse; if it be true,
How shall I be reveng'd?

Iacb. Should he make me
Live like Diana's 6 'priestess, 'twixtN cold sheets?
Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps


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In your despight, upon your purse? revenge it!
I dedicate my self to your sweet pleasure,
More noble than that runagate to your bed,
And will continue fast to your afsection,
Still close as sure.

Into. What ho, Pisanio ! — .

Iocb. Let me my service tender on your lips. Into. Away, I do condemn mine ears, that have So long attended thee. If thou wert honourable, Thou wouldst have told this tale for virtue, not For such an end thou scek'st, as base as strange: Thou wrong'st a gentleman, who is as far From thy report, as thou from honour; and Sollicit'st here a Lady, that disdains Thee, and the devil alike. What ho, Pisanio !— The King my 'father shall be made acquainted Of thy ailauJc; if he shall think it fir, A sawcy stranger in his Court to mart As in a Romijh stew, and to expound His beastly mind to us, he hath a Court He little cares for, and a daughter whom He not respects at all. What ho, Pijanio!

locb. O happy Leonatus^ I may fay, The credit that thy Lady hath, of thee Deserves thy trust; and thy most persect goodness Her assured credit : blessed live you long, A Lady to the worthiest Sir, that ever Country call'd his ; and you his mistress, only For the most worthy fit I Give me your pardon. I have spoke this, to know if your affiance Were deeply rooted ; and shall make your Lord, That which he is, new o'er : and he is one The trucst-manner'd, such a holy witch, That he inchants societies 7 'unto% him: Half all mens hearts are his. Imo. You make amends.

Iacb. He fits 'mongst men like a descended God He hath a kind of honour sets him off,

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