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Cym. Attend you here the door of our stern daughter?

Will he not forth?

Clot. I have affail'd her with mufics, but the Vouchsafes no notice.

Cym. The exile of her minion is too new ;
She hath not yet forgot him: fome more time
Muft wear the print of his remembrance out,
And then she's yours.

Queen. You are most bound to the king;
Who lets go by no vantages, that may
Prefer you to his daughter: Frame yourself
To orderly folicits ; and be friended
With aptnefs of the feafon : make denials
Encrease your fervices: fo feem, as if
You were in pir'd to do those duties which
You tender'd to her; that you in all obey her,
Save when command to your difmiffion tends,
And therein you are fenfelefs.

Clot. Senfelefs? not fo.

Enter a Mefinger.

Mef. So like you, fir, ambailadors from Rome; The one is Caius Lucius.

Gym. A worthy fellow,

Albeit he comes on angry purpose now;

But that's no fault of his: We must receive him
According to the honour of his fender;

Lady. How! my good name? or to report of you
What I fhall think is good?-The princefs-
Enter Imogen.

Clot. Good-morrow, fairelt fifter: Your sweet
hand.
[pains
Imo. Good-morrow, fir: You lay out too much
For purchafing but trouble: the thanks Lgive,
Is telling you that I am poor of thanks,
And fearce can fpare them.

Clot. Still, I fwear, I love you.

Imo. If you but faid fo, 'twere as deep with me:
If you fwear ftill, your recompence is still
That I regard it not.

Clot. This is no answer.

[filent,

Imo. But that you fhall not fay I yield, being I would not speak. I pray you, ipare me: faith, 1 fhall unfold equal difcourtesy

To your best kindness: one of your great knowing
Should learn, being taught, forbearance.

Clot. To leave you in your madness,'twere my fin:
I will not.

Imo. Fools are not mad folks.
Clot. Do you call me fool?

Imo. As I am mad, I do :

If you'll be patient, I'll no more be mad;
That cures us both. I am much sorry, fir,
You put me to forget a lady's manners,

And towards himself, his goodness forefpent on us 2, By being fo verbal 3; and learn now, for all,
We must extend our notice.-Our dear fon,
When you have given good morning to yourmiftrefs,
Attend the queen, and us; we shall have need
To employ you towards this Roman.-Come, our
[Exeunt.
Clot. If the be up, I'll fpeak with her; if not,
Let her lie ftill, and dream.—By your leave, ho!--
[Knocks.

That I, which know my heart, do here pronounce,
By the very truth of it, I care not for you;
And am fo near the lack of charity,
(To accufe myself) I hate you: which I had rather
You felt, than make 't my boast.

queen.

Clot. You fin against

Obedience, which you owe your father. For
The contract you pretend with that bafe wretch,
(One, bred of alms, and foster'd with cold difhes,
With fcraps o' the court) it is no contract, none;

I know her women are about her; What
If I do line one of their hands? 'Tis gold
Which buys admittance; oft it doth; yea, and And though it be allow'd in meaner parties,

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Than fome, whofe taylors are as dear as yours,
Can juftly boaft of: What's your lordship's pleasure?!
Clot. Your lady's perfon: Is the ready?

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Imo. He never can meet more mifchance, than
To be but nam'd of thee. His meanett garment,

Lady. Ay, to keep her chamber. [report. That ever hath but clip'd his body, is dearer,
Clot. There's gold for you; fell me your good, In my respect, than all the hairs above thee,

1 i. e. regular courtship.

2 i, e. the good offices done by him to us heretofore. bere means fo verbofe, fo full of talk. 4 A felf-figured knot is a knot formed by yourself.

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3 Verbal

Were

Were they all made fuch men.--How now, Pifanio? To their approvers 5, they are people, such
Enter Pifanio.

Clot. His garment? Now, the devil

Imo. To Dorothy my woman hie thee presently :--
Clot. His garment ?

Imo. I am íprighted with a fool ';

That mend upon the world.

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Poft. The swifteft harts have pofted you by land
And winds of all the corners kifs'd your fails,

Frighted, and anger'd worfe :-Go, bid my woman To make your veffel nimble.
Search for a jewel, that too cafually

Hath left mine arm 2; it was thy master's: fhrew me,

If I would lofe it for a revenue

Of any king's in Europe. I do think,

I faw 't this morning: confident I am,
Laft night 'twas on mine arm; I kiffed it:

I hope, it be not gone, to tell my lord
That I kifs aught but him.

Pif. Twill not be loft.

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Phil. Welcome, fir.

Poff. I hope, the briefness of your answer made The fpeediness of your return.

Jach. Your lady

Is one of the fairest that I have look'd upon.
Poft. And, therewithal, the best; or let her beauty
Look through a cafement to allure false hearts,
And be falfe with them.

Iach. Here are letters for you.

Poft. Their tenour good, I trust.
Iach. 'Tis very like.

Poft. Was Caius Lucius in the Britain court,
When you were there?

Iach. He was expected then,

But not approach'd.

Poft. All is well yet,

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I fhould have loft the worth of it in gold. [Exit. I'll make a journey twice as far, to enjoy

Poft. Fear it not, fir: I would, I were fo fure
To win the king, as I am bold, her honour
Will remain hers.

Phil. What means do you make to him?
Peft. Not any; but abide the change of time;
Quake in the prefent winter's ftate, and with
That warmer days would come: In these fear'd
hopes,

I barely gratify your love; they failing,
I muft die much your debtor..

Phil. Your very goodness, and your company,
O'erpays all I can do. By this, your king
Hath heard of great Auguftus: Caius Lucius
Will do his commiffion throughly: And, I think,
He'll grant the tribute, fend the arrearages,
Or 3 look upon our Romans, whote remembrance
Is yet fresh in their grief.

Peft. I do believe,

A fecond night of fuch sweet shortneis, which
Was mine in Britain; for the ring is won.
Pot. The ftone's too hard to come by.
Iach. Not a whit,

Your lady being fo eafy.

Peft. Make not, fir,

Your lofs your fport: I hope, you know that we
Must not continue friends.

lach. Good fir, we must,

If you keep covenant: Had I not brought
The knowledge of your mistress home, I granţ
We were to question further; but I now
Profefs myfelf the winner of her honour,
Together with your ring; and not the wronger
Of her, or you, having proceeded but
By both your wills.

Poft. If you can make it apparent
That you have tasted her in bed, my hand,
And ring, is yours: If not, the foul opinion
You had of her pure honour, gains, or loses,
Your fword, or mine; or masterless leaves both
To who fhall find them,

Iach. Sir, my circumstances,

Being fo near the truth, as I will make them,
Muft firft induce you to believe: whose strength
I will confirm with oath which, I doubt not,
You'll give me leave to spare, when you fhall find
You need it not.

(Statift 4 though am none, nor like to be)
That this will prove a war; and you shall hear
The legions, now in Gallia, fooner landed
In our not-fearing Britain, than have tidings
Of any penny tribute paid. Our countrymen
Are men more order'd, than when Julius Cæfar
Smil'd at their lack of fkill, but found their courage
Worthy his frowning at: Their difcipline
(Now mingled with their courages) will make Had that was well worth watching) It was hang'd

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Poft. Proceed,

Iach. Firft, her bed-chamber,

(Where, I confels, I flept not; but, profefs,

With tapestry of filk and filver; the story

2 i. e. too many chances of lufing it have arifen 4 i. e. ftatefman, 5 i, c. to those who try them, Proud

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Poft. This is a thing,

Which you might from relation likewife reap;
Being, as it is, much spoke of.

Iach. The roof o' the chamber

With golden cherubims is fretted: Her andirons (I had forgot them) were two winking Cupids 1 Of filver, each on one foot ftanding, nicely Depending on their brands.

Poft. This is her honour !-

Let it be granted, you have seen all this, (and praife
Be given to your remembrance) the defcription
Of what is in her chamber, nothing faves
The wager you have laid.

Iach. Then, if you can, [Pulling out the bracelet.
Be pale; I beg but leave to air this jewel: See !-
And now 'tis up again: It must be married
To that your diamond; I'll keep them.
Poft. Jove!

Once more let me behold it: Is it that
Which I left with her?

Iach. Sir, (I thank her) that:

She ftripp'd it from her arm; I fee her yet;
Her pretty action did out-fell her gift,
And yef enrich'd it too: fhe gave it me,
And faid, the priz'd it once.

Poft. May be, the pluck'd it off,

To fend it me.

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And fo, I hope, he came by 't :-Back my ring ;Render to me fome corporal fign about her, More evident than this; for this was ftolen. Iach. By Jupiter, I had it from her arm. Peft. Hark you, he fwears; by Jupiter he fwears. 'Tis true;-nay, keep the ring-'tis true: I am fure,

She could not lofe it: her attendants are All fworn, and honourable :--They induc'd to fteal it!

And by a ftranger -No; he hath enjoy'd her: The cognizance 3 of her incontinency

Is this, he hath bought the name of whore thus dearly.

There, take thy hire; and all the fiends of hell
Divide themielves between you!

Phil. Sir, be patient :

This is not ftrong enough to be believ'd
Of one perfuaded well of――

Poff. Never talk on't:
She hath been colted by him.

Iach. If you feek

For further fatisfying, under her breast,
(Worthy the prefling) lies a mole, right proud
Of that moft delicate lodging: By my life,
I kifs'd it; and it give me present hunger
To feed again, though full. You do remember
This ftain upon her?

Poft. Ay, and it doth confirm
Another ftain, as big as hell can hold,
Were there no more but it.

Iach. Will you hear more?

[turns;

Pojt. Spare your arithmetick: never count the

Once, and a million!

Iach. I'll be fworn,—

Poft. No fwearing :

If you will fwear you have not done 't, you lye ; And I will kill thee, if thou doft deny

Thou haft made me cuckold.

Iach. I will deny nothing.

[meal!

Poft. O, that I had her here, to tear her limb

I will go there, and do 't; i' the court; before Her father:-I'll do fomething→→

Phil. Quite befides

[Exit,

The government of patience!-You have won : Let's follow him, and pervert the prefent wrath

Kills me to look on't :-Let there be no honour,He hath against himself.
Where there is beauty; truth, where femblance;

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Iach. With all my heart.

SCENE

[Exeunt.

V.

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And

And that moft venerable man, which I
Did call my father, was I know not where
When I was ftamp'd; fome coiner with his tools
Made me a counterfeit: Yet my mother feem'd
The Dian of that time: fo doth my wife
The non-pareil of this.-Oh vengeance, vengeance!
Me of my lawful pleasure the restrain'd,
And pray'd me, oft, forbearance: did it with
A pudency fo rofy, the fweet view on't [her
Might well have warm'd old Saturn; that I thought
As chafte as unfunn'd fnow :-O, all the devils!
This yellow Iachimo, in an hour,-was't not ?—
Or lefs, at firft: Perchance he spoke not; but,
Like a full-acorn'd boar, a German one,
Cry'd, oh!' and mounted: found no oppofition
But what he look'd for fhould oppofe, and the
Should from encounter guard. Could I find out

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Ambitions, covetings, change of prides, difdain,
Nice longings, flanders, mutability,

All faults that may be nam'd, nay, that hell knows,
Why, hers, in part, or all; but, rather, all:
For even to vice

They are not conftant, but are changing ftill
One vice, but of a minute old, for one
Not half fo old as that. I'll write against them,
Deteft them, curfe them :-Yet 'tis greater skill
In a true hate, to pray they have their will:
The very devils cannot plague them better. [Ex.

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A world by itself; and we will nothing pay
For wearing our own noses.

Queen. That opportunity,

Which then they had to take from us, to refume
We have again.--Remember, fir, my liege,
The kings your ancestors; together with
The natural bravery of your ifle; which stands
As Neptune's park, ribbed and paled in
With rocks unfcaleable, and roaring waters;
With fands, that will not bear your enemies' boats,
But fuck them up to the top-maft. A kind of
conqueft

Cafar made here; but made not here his brag
Of, came, and faw, and overcame; with shame
(The first that ever touch'd him) he was carried
From off our coaft, twice beaten; and his shipping,
(Poor ignorant baubles) on ‹ur terrible feas,
Like egg-fhelis mov'd upon their furges, crack'd

III.

As eafily 'gainft our rocks: For joy whereof
The fam'd Caffibelan, who was once at point
(0, giglet fortune!) to mafter Cæfar's iword,
Made Lud's town with rejoicing fires bright,
And Britons ftrut with courage.

Clot. Come, there's no more tribute to be paid: Our kingdom is ftronger than it was at that t.me ; and, as I faid, there is no more fuch Cæfars: other of them may have crook'd nofes; but to own fuch ftrait arms, none.

Cym. Son, let your mother end.

Clot. We have yet many among us can gripe as hard as Caffibelan: I do not fay, I am one; but I have a hand.--Why tribute? why fhould we pay tribute? If Cæfar can hide the fun from us with a blanket, or put the moon in his pocket, we will pay him tribute for light; elfe, fir, no more tribute, pray you now,

Cym. You must know,

'Till the injurious Roman did extort

[bition,

This tribute from us, we were free: Cæfar's am-
(Which fwell'd fo much, that it did almeft ftretch
The fides o' the world) against all colour 2, here
Did put the yoke upon us; which to shake off,
Becomes a warlike people, whom we reckon
Ourfeives to be; we do. Say then to Cæfar,
Our ancestor was that Mulmutius, which
Ordain'd our laws; whofe ufe the fword of Cæfar
Hath too much mangled; whofe repair, and fran-
chife,

Shall, by the power we hold, be our good deed,
Though Rome be therefore angry. Mulmutrus
made our laws,

Who was the firft of Britain, which did put
His brows within a golden crown, and call'd
Himself a king.

Luc. I am forry, Cymbeline,
That I am to pronounce Auguftus Cæfar
(Cæfar, that hath more kings his fervants, than
2 i. c. without any pretence of right.
Thy Alf

ți. e. unacquainted with the rature of our boisterous feas.

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Much under him: of him I gather'd honour;

Which he, to feek of me again, perforce,

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O, learn'd indeed were that aftronomer,
That knew the stars, as I his characters;
You good gods,
He'd lay the future open.-

Let what is here contain'd relish of love,

Of my lord's health, of his content,—yet not,
That we two are afunder, let that grieve him!

For it doth phyfic love 6)—of his content,
All but in that !-Good wax, thy leave:-Bleft be
You bees, that make thefe locks of counfel! Lo-

Behoves me keep at utterance 1. I am perfect 2, (Some griefs are medicinable; that is one of them,
That the Pannonians and Dalmatians, for
Their liberties, are now in arms: a precedent
Which not to read, would fhew the Britons cold;
So Cæfar fhall not find them.
Luc. Let proof fpeak.

3 Clot. His majefty bids you welcome. Make
paftime with us a day, or two, or longer: If you
feek us afterwards in other terms, you fhall find
us in our falt-water girdle: if you beat us out of
it, it is yours; if you fall in the adventure, our
crows fhall fare the better for you; and there's an

end.

Luc. So, fir.

[mine: Cym. I know your mafter's pleasure, and he All the remain is, welcome.

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vers,

And men in dangerous bonds, pray not alike;
-Good news,
Though forfeiters you caft in prifon, yet
You clafp young Cupid's tables 7.
gods!
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Juftice, and your father's wrath, should he take me in his dominion, could not be fo cruel to me, as you, O the deareft of creatures, would 6 even renew me with your eyes. Take notice, that I am in Cambria, at Milford-Haven: What

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your own love will, out of this, advise you, fol[Exeunt.low. So, he wishes you all happiness, that re'mains loyal to his vow, and your, increasing in love,

Pif. How! of adultery? Wherefore write you

not

What monsters her accufe ?-Leonatus!
O master! what a ftrange infection
Is fallen into thy ear? What falfe Italian
(As poisonous tongu'd, as handed) hath prevail'd
On thy too ready hearing ?-Difloyal? No :
She's punish'd for her truth; and undergoes,
More goddefs-like than wife-like, fuch affaults
As would take in 3 fome virtue.-O my mafter !
Thy mind to her is now as low, as were
Thy fortunes.-How! that I fhould murder her?
Upon the love, and truth, and vows, which I
Have made to thy command?--I, her ?—her
blood?

If it be fo to do good service, never
Let me be counted ferviceable. How look I,
That I should seem to lack humanity,

So much as this fact comes to? Do't: The letter
[Reading.

That I have fent ber, by her own command,
Shall give thee opportunity :-O damn'd paper!
Black as the ink that's on thee! Senfelefs bauble!
Art thou a feodary 4 for this act, and look'st
So virgin-like without? Lo, here the comes.
Enter Imogen.
I am ignorant in what I am commanded 5.
Imo. How now, Pifanio?

LEONATUS POSTHUMUS."

O, for a horfe with wings!Hear'ft thou, Pi

fanio?

He is at Milford-Haven: Read, and tell me
How far 'tis thither. If one of mean affairs
May plod it in a week, why may not I
Glide thither in a day ?-Then, true Pifanio,
(Who long'ft, like me, to fee thy lord; who long'ft-
O, let me 'bate,-but not like me: yet long'ft,--
But in a fainter kind :-0, not like me;

For mine's beyond, beyond,) fay, and fpeak thick,
(Love's counfellor fhould fill the bores of hearing,
To the fmothering of the fenfe) how far it is
To this fame bleffed Milford: And, by the way,
Tell me how Wales was made fo happy, as
To inherit fuch a haven : But, first of all,
How we may steal from hence; and, for the gap
That we shall make in time, from our hence going
'Till our return, to excufe:-but firit, how get

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1 At utterance means to keep at the extremity of defiance. in a town is to conquer it. vice to a fuperior lord.

- fence keeps love in health and vigour.

who forfeiting a bond is fent to prifon, as they are by the lover for whom they perform the more pleafing office of fealing letters."

That

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