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These boys know little, they are fons to the king ; | And you shall find me, wretched man, a thing
Thy mifress, Pijuni, hath play'd the strumpet in
Whose edge is Tharper than the sword; whose
This viperous flander enters. —What cheer, madam?
Imo. False to bis bed! What is it to be fa fe ? Thou waft their nurse; they took thee for their To lie in watch there, and to think on him? mother,
To weep 'twixt clock and clock? if fleep charge And every day de honour to her grave :
To break it with a fearful dream of hin,
[Exit. Is it?
Pif. Alas, good lady!
Imo. I false? Thy conscience witness .--Iachimo,
Thou didit accuse him of incontinency ;
Thou then look'un like a villain ; now, methinks, Enter Pisario and Imogen.
Thy favour's good enough.---Some jay of Italy,
Poor I am ftale, a garment out of fashion ; [him:
Put on for villainy ; not born, where 't grows;
Pil. Good madam, hear me.
Imo. True honest men being heard, like false
[weeping Vanquish my Itaider senses. What's the matter? Were in his time, thought false : and Sinon's Why tender'lt thou that paper to me, with Did scandal many a holy tear ; took pity [humu, A look untender? If it be summer news, From moft true wretchednets : So, thou, PoftSmile to't before : if winterly, thou need'st Wilt lay the leaven on all proper men ;, But keep that countenance ftill. --My huíband's Goully, and gallant, shall be false and perjurid, hand !
From thy great fail. ---Come, fellow, he thou honeft: That drug-Jamn'd Italy ? hath out-crafted him, Do thou thy master's bidding : When thou see'st And he's at some hard point.--Speak, man ; thy
A little witness my obedience : Look !
The innocent mansion of my love, my heart :
|Fear not; 'tis empty of all things, but grief :
ii. e. Thus meanly brought up. Yet in this very cave, which is so low that they must bow or bend in entering it, yet are their thoughts fu exalied, &c. 2 This is another allution to Italian poitons. 3 Serpents and dragons by the idd writers were called worms. 4 Perlons of high it rauk. s That is, sume jay of Italy, made by art the creature, not of nature, but of painting. In this sense paintind may be not improperly termed ber mother.
Thy master is not there; who was, indeed, Pij. Not so, neither :
But if I were as wise as honest, then
But that my master is abus'd :
Some villain, ay, and singular in his art, Thou shalt not damn my hand.
Hath done you both this cursed injury. Imo. Why, I must die;
Imo. Some Roman courtezan.
Pif. No, on my life.
Some bloody fign of it; for 'tis commanded That cravens my weak hand. Come, here's my I should du fo : You shall be missd a court, heart;
And that will well confirm it. Something's afore 't :--Soft, soft; we'll no defonce; Imo. Why, good fellow, Obedient as the scabbard. What is here? What shall I do the while: Where bide? How live! The scriptures of the loyal Leonatus,
Or in my life what comfort, when I am
Dead to my husband ?
That Cloten, whose love-suit hath been to me
Pif. If not at court,
Imo. Where then ?
Are they not but in Britain ? l' the world's yolun It is no act of common pathge, but
Our Britain seems as of it, but not in it;
Dark as your fortune is; and but disguise
That, which to appear itself, must not yet be, Since I receiv'd command to do this business, But by self-danger ? ; you should tread a cocne I have not slept one wink.
Pretty, and full of view 3 : yea, haply, ne
near Imo. Do 't, and to bed then.
The residence of Pofthumus; so nigh, at least,
Report Thould render him hourly to your ear,
Pis. Well, then here's the point :
(The handmaids of all women, or, more truly, Pis. But to win time
Woman its pretty felf) into a waggith curage ;
Forget that rarest treasure of your cheek,
Your laboursome and dainty trims, wherein
You made great Juno angry. I thought you would not back again.
Ino. Nay, be brief: Imo. Most like;
I see into thy end, and am almoft Bringing me here to kill me
A man already.
1 A hawk is said to tire upon that which he pecks; from tirer, French.
2 The meaming 13 " You must disguise that greatness , which, to appear hereafter in its proper
form, cannot yet appear with great danger to lifelf." 3 i, e. with opportunities of examining your affairs with your own eyes.
Pif. First, make yourself but like one. Your valiant Britons have their wishes in it.
Cyrr. Lucius hath wrote already to the emperor
But muft be look'd to speedily, and strongly.
You have me, rich; and I will never fail Before the Roman, nor to us hath tenderd
The duty of the day: She looks us like
A thing more made of malice than of duty ;
We have noted it-Call her before us; for
[Exit a Servans. I am foldier to ?, and will abide it with
Queen. Royal sir,
Pif. Well, madum, we must take a short fare- Hath her life been! the cure whereof, my lord,
'Tis time must do. 'Befeech your majesty,
Re-enter the Servant.
Cym. Where is the, fir ? How
Can her contempt be answer'd ?
Ser. Please yo11, sir,
Her chambers are all lock'd; and there's no answer
That will be given to the loud of noise we make. S C E N E V.
Queen. My lord, when latt I went to visit her,
She pray'd me to excuse her keeping close;
She thould that duty leave unpaid to you,
Which daily she was bound to proffer: this
She wilh'd me to make known; but our great court
Made me to blame in memory.
Cym. Her doors lock'd ?
(fear, My matter's enemy.
Not ieen of late. Grant, heavens, that, which I Cym. Our subjects, fir,
[Exit. Will not endure his yoke; and for ourself
Queer. Sun, Iszy, follow the king.
Cist. That man of hers, Pifanio herold servant,
I have not seen these two days.
(Exil. Luc. So, fir, I desire of you A conduct over land, to Milford-IIaven.
een. Go, look after.
Pifanio, thon that stand'it so for Posthumus!
lle hath a drug of mine : I pray his abience
It is a thing most precious. But for her, [her:
Where is the gone? Haply, despair hath seiz'd
To her desir'd Posthumus : Gone the is
To deatii, or to dishonour; and my end
Can make good use of either : She being downl,
[us, Go in, and cheer the king; he rages, none
Dare come about him.
21. e. I have
ii. e. we'll make our work even with our tirne; we'll do what time will allow. inlisted and bound myself to it.
Queen. All the better : May
Clat. Wilt ehou setve me? For fizice patiently This night fore-itall him of the coming day ! and constantly thou hart ituck to the bare fortune
[Exit Queen of that beggar Posthumus, thou can'ít not in the Clor. I love and hate her : for the's fair and course of gratitude but be a diligent follower of royal ;
Wilt thou serve me? And that the hath all courtly parts more exquisite Pif. Sir, I will. Than lady, ladies, woman; from every one Ciot. Give me thy hand, here's my purse. Haft The best the bach, and the, of all compounded, any of thy late master's garments in thy posseflion! Outiells them all: I love her therefore ; But, Pil. I have, my lord, ät my lodging, the fanie Difuaining me, and throwing favours on suit he wore when he took leave of my lady and . The low Pofthumus, Nanders to her judgment, mifireis. That what's elle rare, is choak'd; and, in that point, Cloi. The first service thou doit me, fetch that I will conclude to hate her, nay, indeed, suit hither : let it be thy first iervice ; go. To be reveng'd upon her. For, when fools t'ij. I shall, my lord.
(Ex. Enter l'ifanio. Ciot. Meet thee at Milford-Haven :
: forShall-Who is here? What! are you packing, got to ask him one thing ; I'll remember't anna : furah?
--Even there, thou villain Posthumus, will I Come hither: Ah, you precious pandar! Villain, kill thee.-1 would, these garments were come, Where is thy lady? In a word; or else She faid upon a time, the bitterness of it I now Thou art straightway with the tiends,
belch from my heart) that she held the very garPil. O, goodd my lord !
ment of Porthumus in more respect than my noble Ciot. Where is thy lady? or, by Jupiter, and natural perion, together with the adomment I will not ask again. Clofe villain,
of my qualities. With that iuit upon my back, l'll have this secret from thy heart, or rip will I ravith her: First kill him, and in her Thy heart to find it. Is the with Posthumus? eyes ; there that the lee my valour, which will From whose so many weights of baseness cannot then be a tormeni to her contempt. He on the A dram of worth be drawn.
ground, my speech of insultment ended on his Pif. Alas, my loral,
dead boxly;---and when my luft hath dined, How can she be with him ? when was the miss'd ? (which, as I say, to vex her, I will execute in He is in Rome.
the clothes that the fo prais'd) to the coat I'll Clot. Where is she, fir ? Come nearer ; knock her back, foot her home again. She hath No further halting: fatisty me home,
kleipis'd me rejoicingly, and I'll be merry in my What is become of her?
revenge. Pij. O, my all-worthy lord !
Ri-enter Pisanis, witb ile clobes. Clot. All-worthy villain !
Be those the garments ? Discover where thy mistress is, at once,
Til. Ay, my noble lord. At the next word, No more of worthy lord, Clt. How long ist since she went to Milford Speak, or thy filence on the instant is
Haven? Thy condemnation, and thy death.
Pif. She can scurce be there yet. Pif. Then, fir,
Clot. Bring this apparel to my chamber; that This paper is the history of my knowledge is the second thing that I have commanded thee : Touching her flight.
the third is, that thou wilt be a voluntary mute to Clor. Let's see't :- I will pursue her
my design. Be but duteous, and true preferment Even to Augustus' throne.
Iball tender itself to thee. -My revenge is now Pif. Or this, or perith'.
at Milford; would I had wings to follow it! She's far enough; and what he learns by this [-Ahide. Come, and be true.
Exis. May prove his travel, not her danger.
l'ij. Thou bid'it me to my loss : for, true io Clar. Humh!
thee, Pif. I'll write to my lord, she's dead. 0, Were to prove false, which I will never be, Imogen,
[-4fide. To him that is most true.To Motord go, Safe may st thou u ander, safe return again! And find not her whom thou pur:u'it. Fisk, flow, Clot. Sirrah, is this letter true?
You heavenly bleilings, on her! This foul's feed Pif. Sir, as I think.
Be crost with tiowneis; labour be liis meed! (Exit. Ciot. It is Posthumus' hand; I know't.Sirsah,
SCEN E VI. if thou wouldit not be a villain, but do me true 1ervice; undergo thote employments, wherein l'
The Forest and Cave. Inculj bave caute to use thec, with a serious in
Enier Imogen, in bay's closbes. duttry,--that is, what villainy toe'er I bid thee Imo. I fee, a man's life is a tedicus one : d), to perform it, directly and truly;-I would I have tir'd myself ; and for two nights together think thee an honest man : thou mould'it neither Have made the ground my bed. I thould be fak, want my ireans for tby relief, nor my voice for But that my relulution helps me Milford, the preferment.
When from the mountain top Pifanio thew 'd thee, dll. Weli, my good lord.
Thou wast within a ken: 0 Juve! I think, · That is, I muj cither give bim the paper freely, os perift in my attemit to keep it.
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Foundations fy the wretched : such, I mean, As I had made my meal; and parted
Guid. Money, youth?
Imo. To Milford-Haven.
Ere you depart; and thanks, to stay and eat i1.-
· Enter Belarus, Guiderias, and Arviragus. I bid for you, as I'd buy.
He is a man; I'll love him as my brother :-
And fuch a welcome as I'd give to him,
Been leís; and so more equal bailaiting
[tite. To thee, Posthumus.
Arv. Or I; whate'er it be,
What pain it cost, wliat danger! Gods !
[W bispering: But that it eats our victuals, I should think
Imo. Great nien,
That had a cout no bigger than this cave,
That did attend themselves, and had the virtue
Could not out-peer these twain. Pardon me, gods !
I'd change my sex to be companion with them,
Since Leonatus falfe-
Del. It shail be fo :
(had found Discourse is heavy, fafting ; when we have supp'd,
Guid. Pray, draw near. [lark, less welcome. I would have left it on the board, so soon
Arv. The night to the owl, and morn to the
ii. e. is a greater or heavier crime. 2 Civil, for human creature. 3 Dr. Johnsun suspects that, after the words, if favage, a line is lost, and proposes to read the passage thus :
Ho! who's here?
If savage, freak.