?Till the injurious Roman did extort This tribute from us, we were free. Cæfar's ambition, Ordain'd our laws, whofe ufe the fword of Cæfar Who was the first of Britain which did put Luc. I'm forry, Cymbeline, That I am to pronounce Auguftus Cæfar, Receive it from me then.- -War and confufion' Cym. Thou'rt welcome, Caius. Thy Cæfar knighted me; my youth I spent welcome. Make pa Luc. Let proof speak. Clot. His Majefty bids you ftime with us a day or two, or longer: if you seek us afterwards on other terms, you fhall find us in our falt-water girdle; if you beat us out of it, it is if yours; you fall in the adventure, our crows shall fare the better for you; and there's an end. That is, at my extremeft peril. Revifal 1 Luc. So, Sir.. Cym. I know your master's pleasure, and he mine: All the remain is, welcome. [Exeunt. you not Pif. How? of adultery? wherefore write Thy fortunes. How? that I fhould murder her? I, her !-her blood If it be fo to do good fervice, never Let me be counted ferviceable. How look I, So much as this fact comes to? Do't- the letter So virgin-like without? Lo, here the comes., Enter Imogen.. I'm ignorant in what I am commanded.. Imo. How now, Pifanio? Pif. Madam, here is a letter from my Lord. Into. Who! thy Lord? that is my Lord Leonatus Oh, learn'd indeed were that aftrologer That knew the ftars as I his characters: He'd lay the future open-You good Gods, + About Shakespeare's time the practice of poisoning was very common in Italy, and the tufpicion of Italian poifons yet more common. Johnson... Let what is here contain'd relish of love, Of my Lord's health, of his content;-(yet not Reading.] Justice and your father's wrath, should he take me in his dominion, could not be fo cruel to me, as you, oh the dearest of creatures, would even renew me with your eyes. Take notice that I am in Cambria, at Milford-haven: what your own love will out of this advife you, follow. So he wishes you all happiness, that remains loyal to his vow, and your increafing in love. LEONATUS POSTHUMUS. Oh, for a horse with wings! Hear'ft thou, Pifanio? For mine's beyond, beyond-Say, and speak thick; That is, grief for abfence keeps love in health and vigour. Jobafon. † I read, Loyal to his vow and you; increasing in love. Ib. We'll talk of that hereafter. Pr'ythee speak, Pif. One score 'twixt fun and fun, Madam, 's enough for you; and too much, too. Pif. Madam, you'd best confider. Ino. I fee before me, man? Nor here, nor here, Nor what enfues, but have a fog in them That I cannot look through . Away, I pr'ythee, Do as I bid thee; there's no more to fay; Accelible is none but Milford way. SCENE III. [Exeunt. Changes to a Foreft with a Cave, in Wales.. Enter Bellarius, Guiderius, and Arviragus.. Bel. A goodly day! not to keep houfe with fuch Whofe roof's as low as ours See, boys! this gate Inftructs you how t'adore the Heav'ns, and bows you To morning's holy office. Gates of monarchs Are arch'd fo high, that giants may jet through, And keep their impious turbants on, without Good morrow to the fun. Hail, thou fair heav'n! We house i' th' rock, yet use thee not fo hardly As prouder livers do. Gaid. Hail, heaven! A franklin 'is literally a freeholder with a small eftate, neither villain nor vafal. Johnson. That is, I can fee neither one way nor other, he fore me nor behind me, but all the ways are covered with an impenetrable fog. Ibid. Bel. Now for our mountain fport up to yond hill, Your legs are young: I'll tread thefe flats. Confider, When you above perceive me like a crow, That it is place which leffens and fets off. And you may then revolve what tales I told you, Of courts, of princes, of the tricks in war; This fervice is not fervice, fo being done, But being fo allow'd. To apprehend thus, Draws us a profit from all things we fee; And often to our comfort fhall we find The fharded beetle in a fafer hold Than is the full-wing'd eagle. Oh, this life Is nobler than attending for a check; Richer than doing nothing for a bauble; Prouder than ruftling in unpaid-for filk: Such gain the cap of him that makes them fine, Yet keeps his book uncrofs'd. No life to ours. Guid. Out of your proof you speak; we, poor, unfledg'd, Have never wing'd from view o' th' neft; nor know That have a fharper known; well correfponding Arv. What fhould we fpeak of When we are old as you? when we fhall hear Bel. How you fpeak! Did you but know the city's ufuries, And felt them knowingly, the art o' th' court, |