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I cannot tremble at it; were't toad, or adder, spider, 'Twould move me sooner.
Clo. To thy further fear,
Gui. I'm sorry for't; not seeming
Clo. Art not afear'd?
Clo. Die the death : When I have slain thee with my proper hand, I'll follow those that even now fed bence, And on the gates of Lud's town set your heads : Yield, rustic mountaineer. [Exeunt fighting
Enter BELARIUS and ARVIRAGUS. Bel. No company's abroad. Arv. None in the world : You did mistake him,
Bel. I cannot tell: Long is it since I saw him, But time hath nothing blurr'd those lines of favour, Which then he wore; the snatches in his voice, And burst of speaking, were as his: I am absolute, 'Twas very
my brother make good time with him,
he is so fell. Bel. Being scarce made up, I mean, to man, he had not apprehension Of roaring terrors; for the effect of judgment Is oft the cause of fear: But see, thy brother.
Re-enter GUIDERIUS, with Cloten's head. Gui. This Cloten was a fool; an empty purse, There was no money in’t: not Hercules
Could have knock'd out his brains, for be had none :
Bel. What hast thou done?
grow, And set them on Lud's town.
Bel. We are all undone.
Gui. Why, worthy father, what have we to lose, But, that he swore to take, our lives? The law Protects not us: Then why should we be tender, To let an arrogant piece of flesh threat us; Play judge, and executioner, all himself; For we do fear the law? What company Discover you abroad?
Bel. No single soul Can we set eye on; but, in all safe reason, He must have some attendants. Though his humour Was nothing but mutation; ay, and that From one bad thing to worse; not frenzy, not Absolute madness could so far have rav'd, To bring him here alone: Although, perhaps, It may
be heard at court, that such as we Cave here, hunt here, are onllaws, and in time May make some stronger head : the which he hear
ing, (As it is like him,) might break out, and swear He'd fetch us in; yet is't not probable To come alone, either he so undertaking, Or they so suffering: then on good ground we fear, If we do fear this body hath a tail More perilous than the head.
Arv. Let ordinance
Bel. I had no mind
Gui. With his own sword,
. Bel. I fear 'twill be reveng’d: 'Would, Polydore, thou had'st not done't! though
valour Becomes thee well enough.
Arv. 'Would I had done't, So the revenge alone pursued me!--Polydore, I love thee brotherly; but envy much, Thou hast robb’d me of this deed: I would, revenges, That possible strength might meet, would seek us
Bel. Well, 'tis done :-
Arv. Poor sick Fidele!
Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough,
Gui. Is he at home?
Arv. The bird is dead,
Have skipp'd from sixteen years of age to sixty,
Gui. O sweetest, fairest lily!
Bel. 0, melancholy !
but I, Thou diedst, a most rare boy, of melancholy How found you him?
Arv. Stark, as you see : Thus smiling, as some fly had tickled slumber, Not as death's dart, being laugh'd at: his right cheek Reposing on a cushion.
Arv, O'the floor;
Gui. Why, he but sleeps:
Arv. With fairest flowers,