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so mortal a purpose, as then each bore, upon im- your confidence, than her reputation: and, to bar portance of so slight and trivial a nature.

your offence herein too, I durst attempt it against Post. By your pardon, sir, I was then a young any lady in the world. traveller; rather shunned to go even with what i Post. You are a great deal abused in too bold a heard, than in my every action to be guided by persuasion; and I doubt not you sustain what you're others' experiences: but, upon my mended judg-worthy of, by your attempt. ment, (if I offend not to say it is mended,) my Iach. What's that? quarrel was not altogether slight.

Post. A repulse: though your attempt, as you French. 'Faith, yes, to be put to the arbítrement call it, deserves more; a punishment too. of swords; and by such two, that would, by all likeli- Phi. Gentlemen, enough of this: it came in too hood, have confounded one the other, or have fal- suddenly; let it die as it was born, and, I pray you, Icn both.

be better acquainted. Iach. Can we, with manners, ask what was the lach. 'Would, I had put my estate, and my neighdillerence?

bour's, on the approbation of what I have spoke. French. Safely, I think; 'twas a contention in public, Post. What lady would you choose to assail? which may, without contradiction, suffer the report. Iach. Yours; whom in constancy, you think, stands It was much like an argument, that fell out last night, so safe. I will lay you ten thousand dacats to your where each of us fell in praise of our country mis- ring, lhat, commend me to the court where your tresses. This gentleman at that time vouching, (and lady is, with no more advantage, than the opporupon warrant of bloody affirmation,) his to be more tunity of a second conference, and I will bring from fair, virtuons, wise, chaste, constant-qualified, and thence that honour of hers, which you imagine : less attemptible, than any the rarest of our ladies in reserved. France.

Post. I will wage against your gold, gold to it: op Jach. That lady is not now living; or this gentle- ring I hold as dear, as my finger; 'tis


of it. man's opinion, by this, worn out.

lach. You are a friend, and therein the wiser. I Post. She holds her virtue still, and I my mind. you buy ladies' flesh at a million a dram, you cannot Iach. You must not so far prefer her 'fore ours preserve it from tainting. But, I see, you have some of Italy:

religion in you, that you fear. Post. Being so far provoked as I was in France, I Post. This is but a castoin in your tongue; son would abate her nothing; though I profess mysell bear a graver purpose, I hope. her adorer, not her frieud.

lach. I am the master of my speeches; and would Jach. As fair, avd as good, (a kind of hand-in-hand undergo what's spoken, I swear. comparison), had been something too fair, and too Post. Will you?

I shall but lend good, for any lady in Britany. If she went before till your return. Let there be covenants drawa Others I have seen, as that diamond of yours out- between us. My mistress exceeds in goodness the lustres many I have beheld, I could not but believe hugeness of your unworthy thinking: I dare you to she excelled many: but I have not seen the most this match : here's my ring. precious diamond that is, nor you the lady.

Phi. I will have it no lay. Post. I praised her as I rated her: so do I my stone. lach. By the gods it is one.

If I bring yon Iuch. What do you esteem it at?

sufficient testimony, that I have enjoyed the dearest Post. More than the world enjoys.

bodily part of your mistress, my ten thousand decals Iach. Either your apparagoned mistress is dead, o are yours; so is your diamond too. If I come she's outprized by a trifle.

and leave lier in such honour, as you have trast i Post. You are mistaken: the one may be sold, or she your jewel, this your jewel, and my goid art given; if there were wealth enough for the purchase, yours :- provided, I have your commendation

, fer or merit for the gift: the other is not a thing for my more free entertainment. sals, and only the gift of the gods.

Post. I embrace these conditions ; let us have lach. Which the gods have given you ?

articles betwixt us:-only, thus far Post. Which, by their graces, I will keep: swer. If you make your voyage upon her, and pire lack. You may wear her in title yours : but, you me directly to understand you have prevailed, lam know, strange fowl light upon neighbouring ponds, no further your enemy, she is not worth oor debate Your ring may be stolen too: so, of your brace of if she remain unseduced, (you not making it appear unprizeable estimations, the one is but frail, and the otherwise,) for your ill opinion, and the assault other casual; a cunning thief

, or a that-way-accom- have made to her chastity, you shall answer me with plished courtier, would hazard the winning both of your sword. first and last.

lach. Your hand; a covenant. We will bare these Post. Your Italy contains none so accomplished a things set down by lawful counsel, and straightawa courtier, to convince the honour of my mistress ;if; for Britain ; lest the bargain should catch cold

, and in the holding or loss of that, you term her frail. í starve: I will fetch my gold, and have our lo do nothing doubt, you have store of thieves; pot- wagers recorded. withstanding, I fear not my ring.

Post. Agreed. (Exeunt Posthumus and lachisse Phi. Let us leave here, gentlemen!

French. Will this hold, think you? Post. Sir, with all my heart. This worthy signior,

Phi. Signior Iachimo will not from it. Prar, leto I thank him, makes no stranger of me; we are follow 'em! familiar at first.

Tach. With five times so much conversation, } SCENE VI. --- Britain. droom in (YNBELINE’s palace should get ground of your fair mistress: make her

Enter Queen, Ladies, and CORNELIUS. go back, even to the yielding; had I admittance, Queen. Whiles yet the dew's on ground, gather and opportunity to friend.

those flowers; Post. No, no.

Make haste! Who has the note of them? lach. I dare, thereon, pawn the moiety of my estate 1 Lady. I, madam. to your ring; which, in my opinion, o'ervalues it Queen. Dispatch!-something but I make my wager rather against Now, master doctor; have you brought those dragon




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Cor. Pleaseth your highness, ay: here they are, It is an earnest of a further good

[Presenting a small box. That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how
But I beseech your grace, (without ollence ; The case stands with her; do't, as from thyself.
My conscience bids me ask;) wherefore you have Think what a chance thou changest on; but think
Commanded of me these most poisonous compounds, Thou hast thy mistress still; to boot, my son,
Which are the movers of a languishing death; Who shall take notice of thee : I'll move the king
But, though slow, deadly?

To any shape of thy preferment, such
Queen. I do wonder, doctor,

As thou’lt desire; and then myself, I chiesly,
Thou ask'st me such a question: have I not been That set thee on to this desert, am bound
Thy papil long? Hast thou not learu'd me how To load thy merit richly. Call my women!
To make perfumes? distil ? preserve? yea, so, Think on iny words! (Exit Pisa.] – A sly and con-
That our great king himself doth woo me ost

stant knave;
For my coufections? Having thus far proceeded, Not to be shak'd: the agent for his master;
(Unless thou think'st me devilish,) is't not meet, And the remembrancer of her, to hold
That I did amplify my judgment in

The hand fast to her lord. - I have given him that,
Other conclusions? I will try the forces

Which, if he take, shall quite unpeople her Of these thy compounds on such creatures, as Of liegers for her sweet; and which she, after, We count not worth the hanging, (but none human,) Except she bend her humour, shall be assur'd To try the vigour of them, and apply

Re-enter Pisanio, and Ladies.
Allayments to their act; and by them gather To taste of too. - So, so! — well done, well done!
Their several virtues and effects.

The violets, cowslips, and the prizoroses,
Cor. Your highness

Bear to my closet. — Fare thee well, Pisanio !
Shall from this practice but make hard your heart: Think on my words ! [Exeunt Queen and Ladies.
Besides, the seeing these effects will be

Pis. And shall do:
Both noisome and infectious. -

But when to my good lord I prove untrue,
Queen. O, content thee!

I'll choke myself: there's all I'll do for you. [Exit.
Enter Pisanio.
Here comes a flattering rascal; upon him (Aside. SCENE VII. - Another room in the same.
Will I first work: he's for his master,

And enemy to my son. - How now, Pisanio ? Imo. A father cruel, and a step-dame false;
Doctor, your service for this time is ended; A foolish suitor to a wedded lady,
Take your own way!

That hath her husband banish'd; O, that hus-
Cor. I do suspect you, madam;

band! But you shall do nó harm.

(Aside. My supreme crown of grief! and those repeated Queen. Hark thee, a word !

(To Pisanio. Vexations of it! Had I been thief-stolen, Cor. [.Aside.] I do not like her. She doth think As my two brothers, happy! but most miserable she has

Is the desire that's glorious. Blessed be those, Strange lingering poisons: I do know her spirit, How mean soe'er, that have their honest wills, And will not trust one of her majice with

Which seasons comfort. - Who


this be? Fye! A drug of such damn'd nature. Those, she has,

Enter Pisanio and lachno.
Will stupify and dull the sense awhile;

Pis. Madam, a noble gentleman of Rome;
Which first, perchance, she'll prove on cats, and dogs; Comes from my lord with letters.
Then afterward up higher; but there is

lach. Change you, madam?
No danger in what show of death it makes, The worthy Leonatus is in safety,
More than the locking up the spirits a time, And greets your highness dearly. [Presents a letter.
To be more fresh, reviving. She is fool'd

Imo. Thanks, good sir :
With a most false effect; and I the truer,

You are kindly welcome!
So to be false with her.

Iach. All of her, that is out of door, most rich!
Queen. No further service, doctor,

(Aside. Until I send for thee.

If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare,
Cor. I humbly take my leave.

(Exit. The is alone the Arabian bird; and I
Queen. Weeps she still, say'st thou? Dost thou Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend!
think, in time

Arm me, audacity, from head to foot!
She will not quench ; and let instructions enter Or, like the Parthian, I shall flying fight;
Where folly now possesses ? Do thou work ; Rather, directly fly.
When thou shalt bring me word, she loves my son, Imo. [Reads.) He is one of the noblest 'note, to
I'll tell thee, on the instant, thou art then

whose kindnesses I am most infinitely tied. Reflect As great, as is thy master: greater; for

upon him accordingly, as you value your truest Flis fortunes all lie speechless, and his name

Is at last gasp. Return he cannot, nor

So far I read aloud:
Continue where he is : to shist his being,

But even the very middle of my heart
Is to exchange one misery with another;

Is warm’d by the rest, and takes it thankfully. -
And every day that conies, comes to decay You are as welcome, worthy sir, as I
A day's work in him: what shalt thon expect, llave words to bid you; and shall find it so
To be depender on a thing that leans?

In all that I can do.
Who cannot be new built; nor has no friends, Iach. Thanks, fairest lady!-
[The Queen drops a box: Pisanio What! are men mad? Hath nature given them eyes

To see this vaulted arch, and the rich crop
So much as but to prop him? - Thon tak'st up Of sea and land, which can distinguish 'twixt
Thou know'st not what; but take it for thy labour: The fiery orbs above, and the twinu'd stones
It is a thing I made, which hath the king

Upon the number'd beach? and can we not
Five time's redeem'd from death: I do not know Partition make with spectacles so precious
What is more cordial. Nay, I pry’thee, take it; 'Twixt fair and foul?

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Something of me, or what concerns me. 'Pray you,
Jach. It cannot be i'the eye; for apes and monkeys, (Since doubting things go ill, often hurts more,
'Twixt two such shes, would chatter this way, and Than to be sure they do: for certainties
Contemm with mows the other: nor i’the judgment; Either are past remedies; or, timely knowing,
For idiots, in this case of favour, would

The remedy then born,) discover to me Be wisely definite: nor i'the appetite;

What both you spur and stop. Sluttery, to such neat excellence oppos'd,

Jach. Had I this cheek Should make desire vomit emptiness,

To bathe my lips upon; this hand, whose touch, Not so allur'd to feed.

Whose every touch, would force the feeler's soul Imo. What is the matter, trow?

To the oath of loyalty; this object, which Iach. The cloyed will,

Takes prisoner the wild motion of mine eye, (That satiate yet unsatisfied desire,

Fixing it only here: should I (damn'd then, That tub both fill'd and running,) ravening first, Slaver with lips as common, as the stairs The lamb, longs after for the garbage.

That mount the Capitol; join gripes with hands Imo. What, dear sir,

Made hard with hourly falsehood (falsehood, as Thus raps you? Are you well?

With labour;) then lie peeping in an eye, lach. Thanks, madam; well! --'Beseech you, sir, Base and unlustrous as the smoky light, desire

[To Pisanio. That's fed with stinking tallow; it were fit, My man's abode, where I did leave him: he

That all the plagues of hell should at one time Is strange and peevish.

Encounter such revolt. Pis. I was going, sir,

Imo. My lord, I fear, To give him welcome.

[Exit Pisanio. Has forgot Britain. Imo. Continues well my lord? His health, beseech lach. And himself. Not I, you?

Inclin'd to this intelligence, pronounce lach. Well, madam!

The beggary of his change; but ’tis your graces, Imo. Is he dispos'd to mirth? I hope, he is. That from my mutest conscience, to my tongue lach. Exceeding pleasant; none a stranger there Charms this report out. So merry and so gamesome: he is call'd

Imo. Let me hear no more. The Briton reveller.

Iach. O dearest soul! your cause doth strike my Imo. When he was here,

heart He did incline to sadness; and oft-times

With pity, that doth make me sick. A lady Not knowing why.

So fair, and fasten’d to an empery, Iach, I never saw him sad.

Would make the great’st king double! to be partThere is a F.enchman his companion, one

ner'd An eminent nionsieur, that, it seems, much loves With tomboys, hir'd with that self-exhibition, A Gallian girl at home, he furnaces

Which your own coffers yield! with diseas'd rentares, The thick sighs from him; whiles the jolly Briton That play with all infirmities for gold, (Your lord, I mean,) laughs from's free longs, cries, 0! Which rottenness can lend nature; such boil'd stui Can my sides hold, to think, that man, - who knows As well might poison poison ! Be reveng'd; By history, report, or his own proof,

Os she, that bore you, was no queen,


you What woman is, yea, what she cannot choose

Recoil from your great stock.
But must be, will his free hours languish for Imo. Revengd!
Assured bondage ?

How should I be reveng'a? If this be true, Imo. Will my lord

(As I have such a heart, that both mine ears lach. Ay, madam; with his eyes in food with Must not in haste abuse,) if it be true, laughter.

How should I be reveng'd? It is a recreation to be by,

lach, Should he make me Aud hear him mock the Frenchman: but heavens Live like Diana's priest, betwixt cold shieets ; know,

Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps, Some men are much to blame.

In your despite, upon your parse? Revengeit

! - Imo. Not he, I hope.

I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure; lach. Not he: but yet heaven's bounty towards More noble, ihan that ranagate to your bed; him might

And will continue fast to your allection, Be us'd more thankfully. In himself, 'tis much ;

Still close, as sure. In you, — which I count his, beyond all talents, Imo. What ho, Pisanio! Whilst I am bound to wonder, I am bound lach. Let me my service tender on your lips

. To pity too.

Imo. Away!- do condemn mine ears, that here Imo. What do you pity, sir?

So long attended thee! - If thou wert honourable Iach. Two creatures, heartily.

Thou would'st have told this tale for virtue, not Imo. Am I one, sir?

For such an end thou seek’st; as base, as strange You look on me. What wreck discern you in me,

Thou wrong'st a gentleman, who is as far Deserves your pity?

From thy report, as thou from honoar; and Iach. Lamentable! What!

Solicit'st here a lady, that disdains To hide me from the radiaat sun, and solace

Thee and the devil alike. – What ho, Pisanio! l'the dangeon by a snuft?

The king my father shall be made acquaiuted Imo. I pray you, sir,

Of thy assault: if he shall think it fit, Deliver with more openness your answers

A saucy stranger, in his court, to mart To my demands. Why do you pity me? - As in a Romish stew, and to expouad Iach. That others do,

His beastly mind to us; he hath a court I was about to say, enjoy your

- But

Me little cares for, and a daughter whom It is an office of the gods to venge it,

He not respects at all. - What ho, Pisanio!Not mine speak on't.

lach. O happy Leonatus! I may, sayi Imo, You do seem to know

The credit that thy lady hath of thee,

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Deserves thy trust; and thy most perfect goodness borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend
Her assur'd credit! - Blessed live you loog! them at my pleasure.
A lady to the worthiest sir, that ever

| Lord. What got lie by that? You have broke
Country call’d his ! and you his mistress, only his pate with your bowl.
For the most worthiest fit! Give me your pardon! 2 Lord. If his wit had been like him that broke it,
I have spoke this, to know if your affiance

it would have ran all out.

[Aside. Were deeply rooted ; and shall make your lord, Clo. When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is That which he is, new o'er: and he is one not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths : Ha? The truest manner'd; such a holy witch,

2 Lord. No, my lord! nor [-Aside.] crop the ears That he enchants societies unto him;

of them. Half all men's hearts are his.

Clo. Whoreson dog! - I give him satisfaction ? Imo. You make amends.

'Would, he had been one of my rank! Iach. He sits 'mongst men, like a descended god : 2 Lord. To have smelt like a fool. (Aside. He hath a kind of honour sets him off,

Clo. I am not more vexed at any thing in the earth,More than a mortal seeming. Be not angry, a pox on't! I had rather not be so noble as I am; Most mighty princess, that I have adventur'd they dare not fight with me, because of the queen To try your taking of a false report; which hath my mother: every jack-slave hath his belly full of Honour'd with confirmation your great judgment fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock, that In the election of a sir so rare,

nobody can match. Which you know cannot err. The love I bear him 2 Lord. You are a cock and capon too; and you Made me to fan you thus; but the gods made you, crow, cock, with your comb on.

(Aside. Unlike all others, chaffless. Pray; your pardon ! Clo. Sayest thou? Imo. All's well, sir! Take my power i’ the court Lord. It is not fit, your lordship should under

t ke every companion that you give offence to. lach. My humble thanks ! I had almost forgot Ilo. No, I know that; but it is lit, I should commit To entreat your grace but in a small request, offence to my inferiors. And yet of moment too, for it concerns

2 Lurd. Ay, it is fit for your lordship only.
Your lord; myself, and other noble friends,

Clo. Why, so I say.
Are partners in the business.

1 Lord. Did you hear of a stranger, that's come Imo. Pray, what is't?

to court to-night?
lach. Some dozen Romans of us, and your lord, Clo. A stranger! and I not know on't!
(The best feather of our wing) have mingled sums,

2 Lord. He's a strange fellow himself, and knows To buy a present for the emperor:

it not.

[Aside. Which I, the factor for the rest, have done

1 Lord. There's an Italian some; and, 'tis thought, In France: 'tis plate, of rare device: and jewels, one of Leonatus' friends. of rich and exquisite form; their values great ; Clo. Leonatus! a banished rascal ; and he's another, And I am something curious, being strange,

whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger ? To have them in safe stowage. May it please you

1 Lord. One of your lordship's pages. To take them in protection?

Clo, Is it fit, I went to look upon him? Is there no Imo. Willingly;

derogation in't?

pawn mine honour for their safety: since 1 Lord. You cannot derogate, my lord !
My lord hath interest in them, I will keep them Clo. Not easily, I think.
In my bed-chamber.

2 Lord. You are a fool granted; therefore your luch. They are in a trunk,

issues being foolish, do not derogate. (Aside. Attended by my men: I will make bold

Clo. Come, I'll go see this Italian! What I have lost To send them to you, only for this night; to-day at bowls, I'll win to-night of him. Come, go! I must aboard to-morrow.

2 Lord. I'll attend your lordship! Imo. O, no, no !

(Exeunt Cloten und first Lord. Iach. Yes, I beseech; or I shall short my word, That such a crafty devil as is his mother By length ’ning my return. From Gallia

Should yield the world this ass! a woman, that I cross'd the seas on purpose, and on promise

Bears all down with her brain ; and this her son
To see your grace.

Cannot take two from twenty for his heart,
Imo. I thank you for your pains !

And leave eighteen. Alas, poor princess,
But not away to-morrow?

Thou divine Imogen, what thou endur'sı!
Iach. O, I must, madam!

Betwixt a father by thy step-dame govern'd;
Therefore, I shall beseech you, if yon please

A mother hourly coining plots; a wooer,
To greet your lord with writing, do't to-night: More hateful, than the foul expulsion is
I have outstood my time; which is material of thy dear husband, than that horrid act
To the tender of our present.

of the divorce he'd make! The heavens hold firm Imo. I will write.

The walls of thy dear honour; keep unshak'd
Send your trunk to me; it shall safe be kept, That temple, thy fair mind; that thou may'st stand,
And truly yielded you! You are very welcome! To enjoy thy banish'd lord, and this great land !

SCENE II. A bed-chamber; in one part of it a

trunk. ACT II.

Imogen, reading in her bed; a Lady attending.
SCENE I. - Court before CYMBELINE's palace.

Imo. Who's there? my woman Helen ?
Lady. Please


madam! Enter Clotes, and two Lords.

Imo. What hour is it? Clo. Was there ever man had such luck! when I Lady. Almost midoight, madam! kissed the jack upon an up-cast, to be hit away! 1 Imo. I have read three hours then: mine eyes are had an hundred pound on't: and then a whoreson weak: jackanapes must take me np for swearing; as if I Fold down the leaf, where I have left. To bed!


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Take not away the taper, leave it burning: Irlo, let her remain ; but I'll nover give o'er. First,
And if thou canst awake by four o'the clock, a very excellent good-conceited thing; after, a won-
I pr’ythee, call me! Sleep hath seiz'd me wholly. derful sweet air, with admirable rich words to it,-

(Exit Lady. and then let her consider.
To your protection I commend me, gods!
From fairies, and the tempters of the vight,


Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
me, bescech ye!
(Sleeps. Iacomo, from the trunk.

And Phoebus 'gins arise,
lach. The crickets sing, and man's o’er-labour'd

llis steeds to water at those springs

On chalic'd flowers that lies:
Repairs itself by rest. Our Tarquin thus

And winking Mury-buds begin
Did softly press the rushes, ere he waken'd

To ope their golden eyes;
The chastity he wounded. - Cytherea,

With every thing that pretty bin:
How bravely thou becom'st thy bed! fresh lily!

My lady sweet, arise!
And whiter than the sheets! That I might touch!

Arise, arise!
But kiss; one kiss! - Rubies unparagon'd, So, get you gone! If this penetrate, I will consider
How dearly they do't!- 'Tis her breathing that your music the better; if it do not, it is a vice iu
Perfumes the chamber thus. The flame o'the taper her ears, which horse-hairs, and cat-gats , nor the
Bows toward her; and would underpeep her lids, voice of unpaved eunuch to boot, can never amend.
To see the enclosed lights, now canopied

(Exeunt Musicians. Under these windows. White and azure, lac'd

Enter CYMDELINE and Queen.
With blue of heavens' own tinct. - But my design?| 2 Lord. Here comes the king!
To note the chamber:- I will write all down :- Clo. I am glad, I was up so late; for that's the
Such, and such, pictures. There the window: reason I was up so early. He cannot choose but take

this service I have done, fatherly. Good morror
The adornment of her bed; the arras, figures, to your majesty, and to my gracious mother!
Why, such, and such :- and the contents o’the story - Cym. Attend you here the door of our stern
Ah, but some natural notes about her body,

Above ten thousand meaner moveables

Will she not forth?
Would testify, to enrich mine inventory:

Clo. I have assailed her with music, but she rouch-
O sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull


her! safes no notice,
And be her sense but as a monument,

Cym. The exile of her minion is too new;
Thus in a chapel lying! - Come off, come off!- She hath not yet forgot him: some more time

[Taking off her bracelet. Must wear the print of his remembrance out,
As slippery, as the Gordian knot was hard ! --

And then she's yours.
'Tis mine; and this will witness outwardly, Queen. You are most bound to the king;
As strongly, as the coyscience does within,

Who lets go by no vantages, that may
To the madding of lier lord. On her left breast Prefer you to his daughter. Frame yourself
A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops To orderly solicits; and be friended
I'the bottom of a cowslip. Here's a voucher, With aptness of the season: make denials
Stronger than ever law could make: this secret Increase


: so seem, as if
Will force him think I have píck'd the lock, and ta'en You were inspir'd to do those daties, which
The treasure of her honour. No more !-To what end? You tender to her; that you in all obey ber,
Why should I write this down, that's rivetted, Save when command to your dismission teuds,
Screw'd to my memory? She hath been reading late Aud therein you are senseless.
The tale of Tereus; here the leaf's turn'd down, Clo, Senseless? not so,
Where Philomel gave up; - I have enough.

Enter a Messenger.
To the trunk again, and shut the spring of it. Mess. So like you, sir, ambassadors from Rome;
Swist, swift, you dragons of the night!-that dawning The one is Caius Lucius.
May bare the raven's eye: I lodge in fear;

Cym. A worthy fellow,
Though this a heavenly angel, hell is here. Albeit he comes on angry purpose nowy,

(Clock strikes. But that's no fault of his. We must receive him One, two, three, - Time, time!

According to the honour of his sender;
[Goes into the trunk. The scene closes. And towards himself, his goodness forespent on us,
SCENE III. An antichamber adjoining {soger's We must extend our potice. --- Our dear son,

When you have given good moruing to
Enter Cloten and Lords.

1 Lord. Your lordship is the most patient man attend the queen, and us; we shall bave need
in loss, the most coldest that ever turned up ace. To employ you towards this Roman.
Clo. It would make any man cold to lose.
1 Lord. But not every man patient, after the noble

[E.xeunt Cym. Queen, Lords, and Mea temper of your lordship; you are most hot, and fu- Clo. If she be up, I'll speak with her; if not, rious, when you win.

Let her lie still

, and dream. — By your leare ho! Clo. Winning wonld put any man iuto courage. If I could get this foolish Imogen, I should have gold I know her women are about her; what enough. It's almost morning, is't not?

If I do line one of their hands ? 'Tis gold, 1 Lord. Day, my lord !

Which buys admittance; oft it doth; yea, and makes Clo. I would this music would come: I am advis- Diava's rangers false themselves, yield up ed to give her music o’mornings; they say, it will their deer to the stand of the stealer

; and’uis pld penetrate.

Which makes the true man kill'd, and saves the Enter Musicians,

thief'; Come on, tune! If you can penetrate her with your Nay, sometimes, hangs both thief and trae sal. fingering, so; we'll try with tongue too: if noue will What


Come, og



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