So to be false with her. Queen. No further service, doctor, Until I send for thee. Cor. I humbly take my leave. [ Exit. Queen. Weeps she still, say'st thou Dost thou think, in time She will not quench; and let instructions enter When thou shalt bring me word, she loves my son, As great as is thy master: greater; for 540 [The Queen drops a Phial: PISANIO takes it up. That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how Who Who shall take notice of thee: I'll move the king As thou❜lt desire; and then myself, I chiefly, To load thy merit richly. Call my women: 561 [Exit PISANIO. Think on my words.—A sly and constant knave; The hand fast to her lord.-I have given him that, Of leigers for her sweet; and which she, after, 570 Except she bend her humour, shall be assur'd Re-enter PISANIO, and Ladies. To taste of too-So, so;-well done, well done: Bear to my closet:-Fare thee well, Pisanio; Think on my words. Pis. And shall do: [Exeunt Queen, and Ladies. But when to my good lord I prove untrue, I'll choke myself: there's all I'll do for you. [Exit, SCENE VII. IMOGEN's Apartment. Enter IMOGEN. Imo. A father cruel, and a step-dame false; A foolish suitor to a wedded lady, Cij 580 That That hath her husband banish'd;-0, that husband! As my two brothers, happy! but most miserable -- Enter PISANIO, and IACHIMO. Pis. Madam, a noble gentleman of Rome, Comes from my lord with letters. lach. Change you, madam? The worthy Leonatus is in safety. And greets your highness dearly. Imo. Thanks, good sir; 599 [Gives a Letter. You are kindly welcome. Iach. All of her, that is out of door, most rich! If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare, [Aside. She is alone the Arabian bird; and I Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend! IMOGEN reads. He is one of the am most infinitely tied. you value your trust. 6c. noblest note, to whose kindnesses I Reflect upon him accordingly, as 172 LEONATUS. So So far I read aloud: But even the very middle of my heart Is warm'd by the rest, and takes it thankfully. Have words to bid you; and shall find it so, In all that I can do. lach. Thanks, fairest lady. 610 What! are men mad? Hath nature given them eyes To see this vaulted arch, and the rich crop Imo. What makes your admiration ? [Aside. 620 lach. It cannot be i' the eye; for apes and mon 'Twixt two such she's, would chatter this way, and Contemn with mows the other Nor i' the judg ment; For idiots, in this case of favour, would Not so allur'd to feed. Imo. What is the matter, trow? lach. The cloyed will (That satiate yet unsatisfy'd desire, 630 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, {TO PISANIO. Desire my man's abode where I did leave him : He's strange, and peevish. 2 Pis. I was going, sir, To give him welcome. 640 Imo. Continues well my lord? His health, 'beseech you? Iach. Well, madam. Imo. Is he dispos'd to mirth? I hope, he is. lach. Exceeding pleasant; none a stranger there So merry and so gamesome: he is call'd The Briton reveller. Imo. When he was here, He did incline to sadness; and oft-times Not knowing why. lach. I never saw him sad. There is a Frenchman his companion, one An eminent monsieur, that, it seems, much loves 650 The thick sighs from him; whiles the jolly Briton (Your lord, I mean) laughs from's free lungs, cries, O! Can my sides hold, to think, that man who knows By history, report, or his own proof, What woman is, yea, what she cannot choose But must be-will his free hours languish For |