'Beieech your

*

A grave: Come, arm him'.-Boy, he is preferrd | Perplex'd in all. The heavens still must work:
By thee to us; and he thall be interr'd,

Wherein I am false, I am honeft; not true, to
As foldiers can. Be chearful; wipe thine eyes :

be true. Some falls are means the happier to arite. [Exeunt. These present wars shall find I love my country,

Even to the note s o' the king, or I'll fall in them. S CE N E III.

All other doubts, by time let them be clear'd : Cymbeline's Palace.

Fortune brings in fome boats, that are not fteer'd. Enter Cymbeline, Lords, and Pifanio.

[Exit. Cym. Again; and bring me word, how 'tis

S CEN E IV.
with her.

Before ibe Cave.
A fever with the absence of her son ;
A madness, of which her life's in danger :-

Enter Belarius, Guiderius,' and Arviragus.
Heavens,

Gwid. The noise is round about us.
How deeply you at once do touch me! Imogen, Bel. Let us from it.
The great part of my comfort, gone : my queen Arv. What pleasure, sir, find we in life, to lock it
Upon a desperate bed; and in a time

From action and adventure!
When fearful wars point at me : her son gone, Guid. Nay, what hope
So needful for this present : It strikes me, past Have we in hiding us? this way, the Romans
The hope of comfort.--But for thee, fellow, Muit or for Britons Bay us; or receive us
Who needs must know of her departure, and

For barbarous and unnatural revolts
Doft seem so ignorant, we'll enforce it from thee During their use, and Nay us after.
By a tharp torture.

Bei. Sons,
Pij. Sir, my life is yours,

We'll higher to the mountains ; there secure us.
I humbly set it at your will: But, for my mistress, To the king's party there's no going : newn is
I nothing know where he remains, why gone, Of Cloten's death (we being not known, nor
Nor when he purpoles return.

mutter'd
Hold me your loyal fervant.

[highneis Among the bands) may drive us to a render 6 Lord. Good my liege,

Where we have livd; and fo extort from us that. The day that she was nilling, he was here : Which we have done, whose answer 7 would be I dare be bound he's true, and shall perior in

Drawo on with torture.

[death
All parts of his subjection loyally. For Cloten, Guid. This is, fur, a doubt,
There wants no diligence in seeking him, In such a time, nothing becoming you,
And will, no doubt, be found.

Nor satisfying us.
Cym. The time is troublesome;

srv. It is not likely,
We'll Nip you for a feason; but our jealousy Thai when they hear the Roman horses neigh,

[To Pis. Behold their quarter'd fires , have both their eyes Does yet depend 2.

And ears so cloy'd importantly as now,
Lord. So please your majesty,

That they will waste their time upon our note,
The Roman legions, all from Gallia drawn, To know from whence we are.
Are landed on your coast; with a supply

Bel. O, I am known
Of Roman gentlemen, by the senate fent.

Of many in the army: many years, [him
Cym. Now for the counsel of my son, and Though Cloten then but young, you see, not wore

From my remembrance. And, besides, the king I am amaz'd with matter 3.

Hath not deserv'd my service, nor your loves ;
Lord. Good my liege,

Who find in my exile the want of breeding,
Your preparation can affront 4 no less

The certainty of this hard life ; aye hopeless
Than what you hear of : come mure, for more to have the courtesy your cradle promis’d,
you're ready :

But to be still hot summer's tanlings, and
The want is, but to put these powers in motion, The shrinking flaves of winter.
That long to move.

Guid. Than be so,
Cym. I thank you : Let's withdraw ;

Betrer to cease to be. Pray, fir, to the army :
And meet the time, as it seeks us.

We fear not I and my brother are not known ; yourself,
What can froin Italy annoy us ; but

So out of thought, and thereto so o'er-grown,
We grieve at chances here.---Away. [Exeunt. Cannot be question'd.

Pif. I heard no letter from my master, since Aru. By this fun that Mines,
I wrote him, Imogen was lain : 'Tis strange : I'll chiller : What thing is it, that I never
Nor hear I from my mistrets, who did promise Did see man die ? scarce ever look'd on blood,
To yield me often tidings : Neither know I But that of coward hares, hot goats, and veniton ?
What is betid to Cloten ; but remain

Never beftrid a horse, fave one, that had

queen!

ii. crake him up in your arms. 2 That is, My suspicion is yet undetermined.

3 i, e. confounded with variety of business. 4 i. c. can face no less, &c. Si. 6. obfervation. 6 Render

71. c. The retaliation of the death of Cloten would be death, &c. & i. c. their fires regularly dilpolcd. No 4

A rider

means an account.

A rider like myself, who ne'er wore rowel
Nor iron on his heel? I am alham'd
To look upon the holy sun, to have
The benefit of his bleft beams, remaining
So long a poor unknown.

Guid. By heavens, l'll go :
If you will bleis me, fir, and give me leave,
I'll take the better care ; but if you will not,
The hazarı therefore dųe fall on me, by
The hands of Romans !

Arv. So say I; Amen.

Bel. No reason I, fince of your lives you set
So flight a valuation, should reserve (boys :
My crackd one to more care. llave with you,
If in your country wars you chance to die,
That is my bed too, lads, and there I'll lie :
Lead, lead. The time seems long; their blond

thinks scorn,
'Till it fly out, and thew them princes born.

(Excet.

Ą CT V.
SCENE I.

Takes off my manhood ; I have bely'd a lady, A Field, between the British and Roman Canps. The princess of this country, and the air on't

Enter Postbumus, with a bluody Handkerchief. Revengingly enfeebles me ; Or could this carle, Pos.

YEA,
EA, bloody cloth, I'll keep thee ; for I A very drudge of nature's, have fubdu'd me,
with'd

In my profeilion ? Knighthoods and honours, bome
Thou should'st be colour'd thus. You married ones, As I wear mine, are titles but of scom.
If each of you would take this course, how many If that thy gentry, Britain, go before
Muit murder wives much better than themselves This lout, as he exceeds our lords, the odds
For wrying but a lirile 20, Pisanio!

Is, that we scarce are men, and you are gods. Exil. Every good iervant does not all commands; The barile continues ; tbe Britons Hy ; Cybulire is No bond, but to do just ones.---Gods! if you taken : then enter to bis rescue, Belarus, GaideShould have ta’en vengeance on my faults, I never rius, and Arviragus.

(the ground; Had liv'd to put on this : so had you saved Bel. Stand, stand! We have the advantage or The noble Imogen to repent; and struck The lane is guarded : nothing routs us, but Me, wretcl', more worth your vengeance. But, The villainy of our fears. alack,

[love, Guid. Arv. Stand, stand, and fight! You snatch some hence for little faults ; that's Enter Postbumus, and seconds sbe Britons. Tbey To have them fall no more : you fome permit

rescue Cymbeline, and Exrunt. To second ills with ills, each elder worse 2;

Tben, enter Lucius, lacbimo, and Imagem. And make then dread it?, to the doers' thrift. Lidc. Away, boy, from the troops, and Care But Imogen is your own : Do your best wills,

thyself: And make me blett to obey !—I am brought hither For friends kill friends, and the disorder's such Among the Italian gentry, and to fight

As war were hood-wink'd. Against my lady's kingdom : 'Tis enough

luch. 'Tis their fresh supplies. That, Britain, I have kill'd thy mistress; peace ! Luc. It is a day turn'd strangely : Or betimes I'll give no wound to thee. Therefore, good Let's reinforce, or fiy.

[Exet. heavens,

SCENE III. Hear patiently my purpose : I'll difrobe me

Another Part of the Field. Of these Italian weeds, and suit myself

Entor Postbiemes, and a Britijh Lord. As does a Briton pealant : fo I'll fight

Lord. Cam'lt thou from where they made the Against the part I come with; so I'll die

Pofl. I did :

[stand! For thee, Olmogen, even for wliom my life Though you, it seems, come from the fliers. Is, every breath, a death : and thus, unknown, Lord, I did. Pity'd nor hated, to the face of peril

Post. No blame be to you, fir; for all was lost, Myself I'll dedicate. Let me make men know But tilat the heavens fought : The king himself More valour in me than my habits show. Of his wings deftitute, the army broken, Gods, put the strength o'the Leonati in me! And but the backs of Britons feen, all flying To shame the guise o' the world, I will begin Through a strait lane ; the enemy full-hearted, The fashion, less without, and more within. [Exit. Lolling the tongue with Daughtering, having work S C Ε Ν Ε 11.

More plentiful than tools to do it, struck down Enter Lucius, Icchino, and the Romar Army at one Some mortaliy, some slightly touch'd, fome falling

Dor; and Ibe Britisis eirmy at another ; Lecra- Merely through fear's that the strait país was tus Posthumus following it like a poor Soldier. They

damm'd march orier, and go out. Then enter again in With dead men, hurt behind, and çowards living skirmi?n buchun and Pofthumus: be var.quiffetb To die with lengthen'd shame. and difarmsto Tachimo, anstehen beaves bim. Lord. Where was this lane?

(turf, Jach. The herviness, and guilt, within my bosom Pot. Close by the battle, ditch'd, and wail'd with

I j. e. to incite, to instigate. 2 i. e. Where corruptions are, they grow with years, and the oldest finner is the greatest. You, Gods, permit some to proceed in iniquity, and the older such are, the more thircřimc. 3 1. c. according to Mr. Steevens, to make them persevere in the commifion of dreadju! attions.

. Carle is used by our old writers in opposition to a genticman, Carlot is a word of the fame signification, and occurs in our author's As jou like it.

Which

Which gave advantage to an ancient foldier, And yet died too? I, in mine own woe charm'd4, An honett one, I warrant; who deservd Could not find death, where I did hear him groan; So long a breeding, as his white beard came to, Nor feel him, where he struck : Being an ugly In doing this for his country ;-athwart the lane,

monster, He, with two ftriplings, (lads more like to run 'Tis strange, he hides him in fresh cups, soft beds, The country base ', than to commit fuch Naughter ; Sweet words; or hath more ministers than we With faces fit for maiks, or rather fairer That draw his knives i the war.-Well, I will Than those for preservation cas’d, or mame 2)

find him : Made good the passage ; cry'd to those that fled, For, being now a favourer to the Roman, Our Britain's harts die flying, not our men : No more a Bricon, I have resum'd again To darkness fleet, souls that Hy backwards! Stand; The part I came in: Fight I will no more, Or we are Romans, and will give you ibat But yield me to the veriett hind, that shall Like beasts, awhich you frun beally; and may save, Once tonch my shoulder. Great the Naughter is But to look back in frown: fland, jland. These three, Here made by the Roman ; great the answers be Three thousand confident, in act as many, Britons must take : For me, my ransom's death; (For three performers are the file, when all On either side I come to spend my breath; The rest do nothing) with this word, fiand, ftand, which neither here I'll keep, nor bear again, Accommodated by the place, more charming But end it by some means for Imogen. With their own nobleness, (which could have turn'd Enter two British Captains, and Soldiers. A diftaff to a lance) gilded pale looks, (coward I Cap. Great Jupiter be prais'd! Lucius is taken : Part, Thame, part, spirie renew'd ; that some, turn'a 'Tis thought, the old man and his sons were angels. But by example (o, a fin in war,

2 Cap. There was a fourth man, in a filly habit, Dama'd in the first beginners !) 'gan to look That gave the affront 7 with them, The way that they did, and to grin like lions i Cap. So 'tis reported;

[there? Upon the pikes o'the hunters. Then began But none of them can be found.Stand! Who's A stop i'the chaser, a retire ; anon,

Pol. A Roman ; A rout, confusion thick : Forthwith, they fly Who had not now been drooping here, if seconds Chickens, the way which they (tuop'd eagles; llaves, Had answer'd him. Ine strides they victors made: And now our cow 2 Cap. Lay hands on him; A dog! (Like fragments in hard voyages, became [ards, A leg of Rome hall not return to tell [his service The life o'the need) having found the back-door What crows have peck'd them here : He brags open

[wound! As if he were of note : bring him to the king.
Of the unguarded hearts, heavens, how they Enter Cymboline, Belarius, Guiderius, Arviragus,
Some, Nain before ; some, dying; fome, their friends Pifanio, and Roman captives. The Captains pro-
O'er-borne i'the former wave : ten, chac'd by one, seni Pujiburnus oc Cymbeline, who delivers bim over
Are now each one the naughter-man of twenty : 10 « Gaoler : after whicb, all go out.
Those, that would die or ere resist, are grown

SCENE IV.
The mortal bugs 3 o' the field.

A Prison.
Lord. This was strange chance :

Enter Portburnus, and swo Gaolers.
A narrow lane! an old man, and two boys ! í Gaol. You shall not now be stolen, you have
Poft. Nay, do not wonder at it : You are made

locks upon you s ;
Rather to wonder at the things you hear, So, graze, as you find pasture.
Than to work any. Will you rhime upon 'ig 2 Gund. Ay, or a stomach. [Exeunt Gaolers.
And vent it for a mockery? Here is one :

Polt. Most welcome, bondage! for thou art a way,
Two boys, an old man wice a boy, a lane, I think, to liberty : Yet am I better
Preferu'd the Britons, was the Romans' bane. Than one that's fick o' the gout; since he had rather
Lord. Nav, be not angry, fir.

Groan so in perpetuity, than be cur'u
Pol. 'Lack, to what end?

By the sure physician, death ; who is the key
Who dares not stand his foe, I'll be his friend : To unbar these locks. My conscience ! thou art
For if he'll do, as he is made to do,

fetter'd

[give me I know, he'll quickly Ay my friendship toq. More than my thanks, and wrists: You good gods, You have put me into rhime.

The penitent instrument, to pick that boit,
Lord. Farewel; you are angry. [Exit. Then, free for ever! Is 't enough, I am sorry?
Pjt. Still going ? --This is a lord ! O noble So children temporal fathers do appeale ;
misery !

Gods are more full of mercy. Muit I repent?
To be is the field, and ask, what news, of me ! I cannot do it better than iu gyves,
To-day, how many would have given their honours Desir'd, more than constrain d : to satisfy,
To have fay'd their carcasses ? took heel to do it, If of my freedom 'tis the main part, take

! This alludes to a rustic game called prison-bars, vulgarly prifor-bafe. 2 Shame for modefti. 3 i. e. terrors. * Alluding to the cominon fuperibilion of charins being powerful enough to keep men unhurt in battle. It was derived from our Saxon ancestors, and so is common to us with the Germans, who are above all other people given to this superstition ; which made Erasmus, where, in his Morise Encomium, he gives to each nation its proper characteriític, say, “ Germani corporum proceritate & magiæ cognitione fibi placent.” 5 Answer, as once in this play before, means Ietaliation, 6 sily is simple or ruftic. 7 That is, that turned their faces to the enemy.

6 This the gaoler alludes to the custom of putting a lock on a horle's leg, wbea hc is turned to pallure.

Wit

No stricter render of me, than my all!.

2 Bro. From this, from stiller seats we came,
I know, you are more clement than vile men, Our parents, and us (wain,
Who of their broken debtors take a third, That, Itriking in our country's cause,
A fixth, a tenth, letting them thrive again

Fell bravely, and were Nain ;
On their abatement ; that's not my derire : Our fealty, and Tenantius' right,
For Imogen's dear life, take mine ; and though With honour to maintain.
'Tis not so dear, yet ’tis a life ; you coin'd it : i Bio. Like bardiment Posthumus hath
Tween man and man, they weigh not every stamp; To Cymbeline performd :
Though light, take pieces for the figure's fake ; Then, Jupiter, thou king of gods,
You rather mine, being yours: And so, great powers, Why haft thou thus adjourn'd
If you will take this audit, take this life, The graces for his merits due ;
And cancel these cold bonds. O Imogen !

Being all to dolours turn'd? 1'll speak to thee in filence.

[Hellerps. Sici. Thy chrystal window ope; look oui ;

No longer exercise, Solemn musick. Enter, as in an apparition, Sicilius Upon a valiant race, thy harh

Leonatus, father io Pojkumus, an old mun, at And potent injuries : tired like a warrior ; leading in his hand an an

Aloth. Since, Jupiter, our son is good, cinnt marron, bis wife, and molber 10 Poftbumas, Take off his miseries. wieb mufick before them. Then, after ciher mu Sici. Peep through thy marble mansion ; help! fick, follow the trvo young Leon.iti, brorbers to Or we poor glots will cry Polkumus, with wounds as they died in the wars. To the shining synol of the rest, They circle Poikumus sound, as be lies fiseping. Against thy deity.

2 Bro. Help, Jupiter ; or we appeal, Siei. No more, thou thunder-marter, shew And from thy justice fly. Thy spite on mortal flies :

Jupiter defiends in thunder and lightning, kising With Mars fall out, with Juno chide,

upon an engle: be throws a burder-boit. That thy adulteries

g bafts fall on their knees. Rates, and revenges.

Jupit. No more, you petty spirits of region low, Ich my poor boy done ought but well,

Ofend our hearing i hush !-How dare you Whose face I never saw ?

ghosts I dy'd, whilst in the womb he stay'd,

Accuse the thunderer, whose bolt you know, Atiending Nature's law.

Sky-plantul, batters all rebelling coats?
Whole father then (as men report

Poor thadows of Elyfium, hence ; ad reft
Thou orphan's father art)

Upon your nerer-withering banks of fiowers :
Thou should'st have been, and thielded him Be not with mortal accidents opprest;
From this earth-vexing smart.

No care of yours it is ; you know, 'tis ours. Morb. Lucina lent not me her aid,

Whom best I love, I cross: to make my gift, But took me in my throes ;

The more delay'd, delighted. Be content ; That from me was Pofthumus ript,

Your low-laid ton our godhead will uplift ;
Came crying 'mongit his foes,

His comforts thrive, his trials well are ipent. A thing of pity !

Our Jovial star reign'd at his birth, and in Sici. Great nature, like his ancestry,

Our temple was he married.-Rưe, and sale Moulded the stuff so fair,

He shall be lord of lady Imogen,
Tlnt he descrv's the praise o' the world,

And happier much by his affliction made.
As great Sicilius' heir.

This tablet lay upon his brealt; wherein I Bro. When once he was mature for man, Our pleasure his full fortune doth confine ; in Britain where was he

And 10), away : no farther with your din That could ftand up his parallel ;

Express impatience, left you stir up mine.Or fruitful object be

Mount, eagle, to my palace chryftalline. (herds. In ero of Iinogen, that best

Sici. He came in thunder ; his celeftial breach Could deein his dignity?

Was fulplıurous to smell : the holy eagle • Verh. With marriage whereforc was he mock'd, Stoop'd, as to foot us ; his ascension is To be evil'd, and thrown

More fu eet than our bleit fields; his royal bird From Leonati' feat, and caft

Prunes 2 the immortal wing, and cloys 3 his beak, From her his dearest one,

As when his god is pleas'd. Sweet Imogen ?

All. Thanks, Jupiter ! Sici. Why did you suffer Iachimo,

Sici. The marble pavement closes, he is enter'd Slight thing of Italy,

His radiant roof :--Away! and, to be bleft To taint his nobler heart and brain

Let us with care perform his great behett. [Pash. With needless jealousy ;

Poji. [waking.] Sleep, thou hatt been a grandAnd to bednie the geck and scorn

fire, and begoc O'the other's villainy?

A father to me: and thou hast created Meaning, his life, if it is the main part, the chief poin, or principal condition of his freedom, j. e. of his trecdom from future panithmert. 2 A bird is said to grune himself when be clears his frathers from fuperfuities. 3 i. c. clares. To claw their beaks, is an accustomed action with kaks wc cxles.

A mother,

A mother, and two brothers : But (O scorn!) Gaol. Your death has eves in's head then ; I
Gone! they went hence so soon as they were born. have not seen him so pictur'd : you must either
And so I am awake. Poor wretches, that depend be directed by some that take upon them to know;
On greatness' favour, dream as I have done ; or take upon yourself that, which I am sure you
Wake, and find nothing. -But, alas, I swerve: do not know ; or jump the after-enquiry 5 on
Many dream not to find, neither deserve, your own peril: and how you shall speed in your
And yet are íteep'd in favours ; so am I, journey's end, I think, you'll never return to tell
That have this golden chance, and know not why.one.
What fairies haunt this ground? A book ? 0, Post. I tell thee, fellow, there are none want
rare one!

eyes, to direct them the way I am going, but such Be not, as is our fangled world, a garment as wink, and will not use them. Nobler than that it covers : let thy ettects

Gaol. What an intinite mock is this, that a man So follow, to be most unlike our courtiers, should have the best use of eyes, to see the way As good as promile.

of blindnets ! I am sure, hanging's the way of [ Reads. ]

winking. “ When as a lion's whelp thall, to himself un

Enter a Mellenger. “ known, without seeking find, and be embrac’d Mes. Knock off his manacles ; bring your pri

by a piece of tender air ; and when from a loner to the king. “ Itately cedar shall be lopt branches, which, be Poft. Thou bring'st good news ; I am call’d to “ ing dead many years, shall after revive, be joint- be made free. «« ed to the old itock, and freshly grow; then

Gaol. I'll be hang'd then. “ fhall Pofthumus end his miieries, Britain be Poft. Thou shalt be then freer than a gaoler ; no « fortunate, and Aourilh in peace and plenty.” bolts for the dead. (Exeunt Poflumus, and Melenger. 'Tis itill a dream ; or else such Ituff as madmen

Guol. Unlefs a man would marry a gallows, Tongue, and brain not : either boch, or nothing :

and beget young gibbets, I never saw one so Or senseless speaking, or a speaking such

prone 6. Yet, on my conscience, there are verier As sense cannot untiei. Be what it is,

knaves desire to live, for all he be a Roman : and The action of my life is like it, which

there be some of them too, that die against their wills; so thould I, if I were one.

I would we I'll keep if but for sympathy. Re-enter Gaolers.

were all of one mind, and one mind good ; 0, Gaol. Come, fır, are you ready for death?

there were desolation of gaolers, and gallowses ! Polt. Over-roasted rather: ready long ago.

I speak against my prefent profit; but my with Gao!. Hanging is the word, sir; if you be hath a preferment in’t.

[Exit ready for that, you are well cook’d.

SCENE V. Pol. So, if I prove a good repast to the spec

Cymbeline's Tent. tators, the dish pays the thot.

Enter Cymbeline, Belarius, Guidorius, Arviragus, Gadl. A heavy reckoning for you, fir : But the

Pijani), and Lords. comfort is, you thall be call'd to no more payments, Cym. Stand by my side, you, whom the gods fear no more tavern bills ; which are often the

have made fiadnets of parting, as the procuring of mirth : you Preservers of my throne. Woe is my heart, come in faint for want of melt, depart reeling That the poor foldier, that so richly fought, with too much drink; sorry that you have paid Whose rags tham'd gilded arms, whole naked too much, and forry that you are paid too much? ;

breast purse and brain both empty : the brain the hea- Stept before targe of proof, cannot be found: vier, for being too light, the purse too light, be- He shall be happy that can find him, if ing drawn 3 of heaviness : O! of this contradic- Our grace co make him fo. tion you shall now be quit.-0, the charity of a Bel. I never law penny cord! it sums up thousands in a trice : you Such noble fury in so poor a thing; have no frue debitor and creditor 4 but it; of Such precious deeds in one that promisd nought what's pait, is, and to come, the discharge : But beggary and poor looks. Your neck, fir', is pen, book, and counters; fo Cym. No tidings of him?

[living, the acquittance follows.

Pis. He hath been search'd among the dead and Pot. I am merrier to die, than thou art to live. But no trace of him.

Gaol. Indeed, sir, he that feeps feels not the Cym. To my grief, I am Cooch-ach: But a man that were to Neep your The heir of his reward; which I will add fleep, and a tiangman to help him to bed, I think, To you, the liver, heat, and brain of Britain, he would change places with his otiicer: for, lonk

[To Bila ius, Guiderius, and Arviragus. yon, fir, you know not which way you shall 30. By whom, I grant, the lives : 'Tis now the time Poft. Yes, indeut, do I, fellow.

Ito ask of whence you are :-report it,

1 The meaning, according to Dr. Johnson, is this : “ This is a dream or madness, or both-or nothing --but whether it be a speech without consciousness, as in a dream, or a speech unintelligible, as in madress, be it as it is, it is like my course of life.” 2 i. e. forry that you have paid too much out of your pocket, and sorry that you are geil, er fubdued, too much by the liquor. 3 Drau is embarceliid, exenterated. 4 Deditor and creditor for an accounting book. S That is, venture at it więkowe though. Gr. e. forward,