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Of my good purposes, and put your children Be noble to myself: but hark thee, Charmian!
To that destruction which I'll guard them from,

[Whispers Charmian. If thereon you rely. I'll take my leave.

Iras. Finish, good lady! the bright day is done,
Cleo. And may, through all the world : 'tis yours; And we are for the dark.

Cleo. Hie thee again!
Your 'scutcheons, and your signs of conquest, shall I have spoke already, and it is provided;
Hang in what place you please. Here, my good lord! Go, put it to the haste.
Caes. You shall advise me in all for Cleopatra. Char. Madam, I will!
Cleo. This is the brief of money, plate, and jewels,

I am possess'd of: ’tis exactly valued;

Dol. Where is the queen ?
Not petty things admitted. - Where's Seleucus? Char. Behold, sir.

[Exit Charmian. . Sel. Here, madam !

Cleo. Dolabella?
Cleo. Thisis my treasurer; let him speak, my lord, Dol. Madam, as thereto sworn by your command,
Upon his peril, that I have reserv'd

Which my love makes religion to obey,
To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucas ! ( tell you this: Caesar through Syria
Sel. Madam,

Intends his journey; and, within three days,
I had rather seal my lips, than, to my peril, You with your children will he send before :
Speak that which is not.

Make your best use of this: I have perform’d
Cleo. What have I kept back ?

Your pleasure, and my promise.
Sel. Enough to purchase what you have made known. Cleo. Dolabella,
Caes. Nay, blush not, Cleopatra! I approve

I shall remain your debtor.
Your wisdom in the deed.

Dol. I your servant.
Cleo. See, Caesar! 0, behold,

Adieu, good queen! I must attend on Caesar.
How pomp is follow'd! mine will now be yours ; Cleo. Farewell, and thanks! [Exit Dol.] Now, Iras,
And, should we shist estates, yours would be mine. what think'st thou?
The ingratitude of this Scleucus does

Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shalt be shown
Even make me wild. - ( slave, of no more trust, In Rome, as well as I: mechanic slaves,
Than love that's hir'd!— What, goest thou back? With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall
thou shalt

Uplift us to the view; in their thick breaths,
Go back, I warrant thee! but I'll catch thine eyes, Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclouded,
Though they had wings. Slave, soul-less villain, dog! And forc'd to drink their vapour.
O rarely base!

Iras. The gods forbid !
Caes. Good queen, let us entreat you !

Cleo. Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras! Sancy lictors
Cleo. O Caesar, what a wounding shame is this ; Will catch at ns, like strumpets; and scald rhymers
That thou, vouchsafing here to visit me,

Ballad us out o'tune: the quick comeciaus
Doing the honour of thy lordliness

Extemporally will stage us, and present
To one so meek, that mine own servant should Our Alexandria revels; Antony
Parcel the sum of my disgraces by

Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see
Addition of his envy!-Say, good Caesar,

Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness
That I some lady's trifles have reserv'd,

l'the posture of a whore.
Immoment toys, things of such dignity

Iras. o the good gods!
As we greet modern friends withal ; and say, Cleo. Nay, that is certain.
Some pobler token I have kept apart

Iras. I'll never see it; for, I am sure, my nails
For Livia, and Octavia, to induce

Are stronger, than mine eyes.
Their mediation ; must I be unfolded

Cleo. Why, that's the way
With one that I have bred? The gods! it smites me To fool their preparation, and to conquer
Beneath the fall I have. Pr’ythee, go hence! Their most absurd intents. Now, Charmian? -

[To Seleucus.

Or I shall show the cinders of my spirits Show me, my women, like a queen! - Go fetch
Through the ashes of my chance: – wert thou a man, My best attires! – I am again for Cydnus,
Thou would'st have mercy on me.

To meet Mark Antony. Sirrah, Iras, go!--.
Caes. Forbear, Seleucus!

(Exit Seleucus. Now, noble Charmian, we'll dispatch indeed !
Cleo. Be it known, that we, the greatest, are mis- And, when thou hast done this chare, I'll give thee

leave For things, that others do; and, when we fall, To play till dooms-day.-- Bring our crown and all! We answer others' merits in our name,

Wherefore's this noise? (Exit Iras. A noise within.

Enter one of the guard.
od zi. Are therefore to be pitied.
Caes. Cleopatra,

Guard. Here is a rural fellow,
Not what you have reserv'd, nor what acknowledg'd, That will not be denied your highness' presence ;
Put we i’the roll of conquest: still be it yours, He brings you figs.
Bestow it at your pleasure; and believe,

Cleo. Let him come in. How poor an instrument
Caesar's no merchant, to make prize with yon

(Exit guard. of things that merchants sold. Therefore be cheer'd; May do a noble deed! he brings me liberty. Make not your thoughts your prisons: no, dear queen! My resolution's plac'd, and I have nothing For we intend so to dispose you, as

Of woman in me. Now from head to foot
Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed, and sleep! I am marble-constant: now the sleeling moon
Our care and pity is so much upon yor!

No planet is of mine.
That we remain your friend; and so adieu ! Re-enter guard, with a Clown bringing a basket.
Cleo. My master, and my lord!

Guard. This is the man.
Caes. Not so: adieu !

Cleo. Avoid, and leave him! (Exit guard.
(Exeunt Caesar, and his train. Vast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there,
Caes. He words me, girls, he words me, that I should That kills and pains not?

Clown. Truly I have him: but I would not be the

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ANTONY AND CLOPATRA. party that should desire you to touch him, for his 0 Antony! – Nay, I will take thee too! – biting is immortal; those, that do die of it, do sel

(Applying another asp to her arm. dom or never recover.

What should I

say - (Falls on a bed, und dies. Cleo. Remember’st thou any that have died on't?) Char. In this wild world?

So, fare thee well! Clown. Very many, men and women too. I heard Now boast thee, death! in thy possession lies of one of them no longer than yesterday: a very A lass unparallel’d. — Downy windows, close; honest woman, but something given to lie; as a And golden Phoebus pever be beheld woman should not do, but in the way of honesty: of eyes again so royal! Your crown's awry; how she died of the biting of it, what pain she felt, I'll mend it, and then play. --truly, she makes a very good report o'the worm:

Enter the guard, rushing in. but he that will believe all that they say, shall 1 Guard. Where is the queen? never be saved by half that they do. But this is Char. Speak softly, wake her not. most falible, the worm's an odd worm.

1 Guard, Caesar hath sent Cleo. Get thee hence; farewell!

Char. Too slow a messenger. [Applies the Asp. Clown. I wish you all joy o'the worm!

0, come! apace, dispatch! I partly feel thee! Cleo. Farewell! (Clown sets down the basket. í Guard. Approach, ho! All's not well! Caesar's Clown. You must think this, look

that the

begnil’d. worn will do luis kind.

2 Guard. There's Dolabella sent from Caesar; – Cleo, Ay, ay; farewell!

call him! Clown. Look you, the worm is not to be trusted, 1 Guard. What work is here? — Charmian, is this but in the keeping of wise people; for, indeed, well done? there is no goodness in the worm.

Char. It is well done, and fitting for a princess, Cleo. Take thou no care; it shall be hecded. Descended of so many royal kings. Clown. Very good! give it nothing, I pray you, Ah, soldier!


. for it is not worth the feeding.

Enter DOLABELLA. Cleo. Will it eat me?

Dol. How goes it here? Clown. You must not think I am so simple, but I 2 Guurd. All dead. know the devil himself will not cat a woman:--| Dol. Caesar, thy thoughts know, that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the Touch their effects in this. Thyself art coming devil dress her not. But, truly, these same whoreson To see perform’d the dreaded act, which thou devils do the gods great harm in their women; for So sought'st to hinder, in every ten that they make, the devils mar five. Within. Away there, way for Caesar! Cleo. Well, get thee gone; farewell!

Enter Caesar, and Attendants. Clown. Yes,forsooth!I wish you joy o'the worm![Exit. Dol. O, sir, you are too sure an augurer;

Re-enter (ras, with a robe, crown, etc. That, you did fear, is done. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Caes. Bravest at the last : Immortal longings in me. Now no more

She levelld at our purposes, and, being royal, The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: Took her own way. The manner of their deaths? Yare, yare, good Iras, quick! - Methinks, I hear I do not see them bleed. Antony call; I see him rouse himself

Dol. Who was last with them? To praise my poble act; I hear him mock

1 Guard. A simple countryman, that brought herligs The luck of Caesar; which the gods give men This was his basket. To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come! Caes. Poison'd then. Now to that name my courage prove my title!

1 Guard. O Caesar, I am fire, and air; my other elements

This Charmian liy'd but now; she stood, and spake: I give to baser life. — So, - have you done? I found her trimming up the diadem Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips! On her dead mistress; tremblingly she stood, Farewell, kiud Charmian! - Iras, long farewell ! And on the sudden dropp'd.

(Kisses them. Iras fulls and dies. Caes. O noble weakness! Have I the aspick in my lips? Dost fall?

If they had swallow'd poison, ':would appear If thon and nature can so gently part,

By external swelling; but she looks like sleep, The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch,

As she would catch another Antony
Which hurts, and is desir'd. Dost thou lie still ? su her strong toil of grare.
If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world Dol. Here, on her breast,
It is not worthy leave-taking.

There is a vent of Hood, and something blowa:
Char. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain ; that I may say, The like is on her arm.
The gods themselves do weep!

1 Guard. This is an aspick’s trail: and these fig-leares Cleo. This proves me base:

Have slime upon them, such as the aspick leaves If she first meet the curled Antony,

Upon the caves of Nile. He'll make demand of her: and spend that kiss, Cues. Most probable, Which is my heaven to have. Come, mortal wretch! That so she died; for her physician tells me,

[To the asp, which she applies to her breast. She hath pursu'd conclusions infinite With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate


easy ways to die. - Take up her bed; of life at once untie: poor venomous fool,

And bear her women from the monument:
Be angry, and dispatch! 0, could'st thou speak! She shall be buried by her Antony:
That I might hear thee call great Caesar, ass No grave upon the earth shall clip in it

A pair so famous. High events as these
Char. O eastern star!

Strike those that make them: and their story is Cleo. Peace, peace!

No less in pity, than his glory, which Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, Brought thein to be lamented. 'Our army shall, That sucks the nurse asleep?

In solemn show, attend this funeral; Char. O, break! O, break!

And then to Rome.

Come, Dolabella, see Cleo. As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle, High order in this great solemnity!


Wersons of the Drama.


Cymbeline, king of Britain.

(Pisanio, servant to Posthumus.
Cloten, son to the queen by a former husband. CORNELIUS, a Physician.
Leonatus Posthumus, a gentleman, husband to Iso-

Two Gentlemen.
Belarius, a banished lord, disguised under the Two Gaolers.

name of Morgan.

sons to Cymbeline, disguised under the Queen, wife to Cymbeline,
names of Polydore and Cadwal, sup- Helex, woman to Imogen.

Imoges, daughter to Cymbeline by a former queen.
posed sons to Belarius.

Lords, Ladies, Roman Senators, Tribunes, Appa

. Sachimo, friend to Philurio,


ritions, a Sothsayer , a Dutch Gentleman, a A French Gentleman, friend to Philario.

Spanish Gentleman, Musicians, Officers, CapCairs Lucius, general of the Roman forces. tains, Soldiers, Messengers, and other AttendA Roman Captain. Two British Captains.

SCENE, sometimes in Britain; sometimes in Italy.

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As he was born. The king, he takes the babe
SCENE I. Britain. The garden behind Cyube- To his protection; calls him Posthumus;
Line's paluce.

Breeds him, and makes him of his bed-chamber:
Enter two Gentlemen.

Put him to all the learnings, that his time
1 Gent. You do not meet a man, but frowns: our bloods Could make him the receiver of, which he took,
No more obey the heavens, than our courtiers; As we do air, fast as 'twas minister'd; and
Still seem, as does the king's.

In his spring became a harvest: liv'd in court, 2 Gent. But what's the matter?

(Which rare it is to do,) most prais’d, most loyd : 1 Gent. His daughter, and the heir of's kingdom, (À sample to the youngest; to the more mature, whom

A glass that feated them; and to the graver,
He purpos’d to his wife's sole son, (a widow, A child that guided dotards: to his mistress,
That late he married,) hath referr'd herself

For whom he now is banish'd, - her own price
Unto a poor but worthy gentleman. She's wedded; Proclaims how she esteem'd him and his virtue;
Her husband banish'd ; she imprison d: all By her election may be truly read,
Is outward sorrow; though, I think, the king What kind of man he is.
Be touch'd at very heart.

2 Gent, I honour him
2 Gent. None but the king?

Even out of your report. But, pray you, tell me, 1 Gent. He, that hath lost her, too: so is the queen, Is she sole child to the king? That most desir'd the match : but not a courtier, 1 Gent. His only child. Although they wear their faces to the bent He had two sons, (if this be worth your hearing, of the king's looks, hath a heart, that is not Mark it,) the eldest of them at three years old, Glad at the thing they scowl at.

l’the swathing clothes the other, from their pursery 2 Gent. And why so?

Were stolen; and to this hour, no guess in know-
i Gent. He, that hath miss'd the princess, is a thing ledge
Too bad for bad report: and he, that hath her, Which way they went.
(I mean, that married her, — alack, good man !. 2 Gent, How long is this ago?
And therefore banish'd) is a creature such

1 Gent. Some twenty years.
As, to seek through the regions of the earth 2 Gent. Thata king's children should be so convey'd!
For one his like, there would be something failing So slackly guarded! and the search so slow,
Jo him that should compare. I do not think, That could not trace them!
So fair an outward, and such stuff within,

1 Gent. Howsoc'er 'tis strange,
Endows a man but he.

Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at, 2 Gent. You speak him far.

Yet is it true, sir.
1 Gent. I do extend him, sir, within himself; 2 Gent, I do well believe you.
Crush him together, rather than unfold

1 Gert. We must forbear. Here comes the queen, His measure duly.

and princess.

(Exeunt. 2 Gent. What's his name, and birth?

SCENE JI. — The same.
1 Gent. I cannot delve hiin to the root. His father Enter the Queen, POSTHUMUS, and IMOGEN.
Was call's Sicilius, who did join his honour Queen. No, be assur'd, you shall not find me,
Against the Romans with Cassibelan;

But had his titles by Tenantius, whom

After the slander of most step-mothers,
He serv'd with glory and admir'd success;

Evil-ey'd unto you: you are my prisoner, but
So gain’d the sur-addition, Lengatus:

Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys,
And had, besides this gentleman in question, That lock up your restraint. For you, Posthumus,
Two other sons, who, in the wars o'the time, So soon as I can win the oflended kiog,
Died with their swords in hand; for which their father I will be known your advocate: marry, yet,
(Then old and fond of issue,) took such sorrow, The fire of rage is in him; and 'twere good,
That he quit being; and his gentle lady,

You lean'd unto his sentence, with what patience

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Your wisdom may inform you.

A year's age on me! Post. Please your highness,

imo. I beseech yon, sir, I will from hence to-day.

Harm not yourself with your vexation; I Queen. You know the peril!

Am senseless of your wrath; a touch more rare I'll fetch a turn about the garden, pitying Subdues all pangs, all fears. The pangs of barr'd allections; though the king Cym. Past grace? obedience ? Huth charg'd you should not speak together. Imo. Past hope, and in despair; that way, past

(Exit Queen. grace. Imo. O,

Cym. That might'st have had the sole son of my Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant

queen! Can tickle where she wounds! -- My dearest husband, Imo. O bless'd, that I might not! I chose an eagle

, I something fear my father's wrath, but nothing, And did avoid a pattock. (Always reserv'd my holy duty,) what

Cym. Thou took'st a beggar; would'st have made His rage can do on me. You must be gone; And I shall here abide the hourly sliot

A seat for baseness. Of angry eyes; not comforted to live,

Imo. No; I rather added But that there is this jewel in the world,

A lustre to it. That I may see again.

Cym. O thou vile one! Post. My queen! my mistress!

Imo. Sir, O, lady, weep no more! lest I give causo

It is your fault that I have lor'd Posthúmus: To be suspected of more tenderness,

You bred him as my play-fellow; and he is
Than doth become a man! I will remain

A man, worth any woman; overbuys me
The loyal'st husband that did e'er plight troth. Almost the sum he pays.
My residence in Rome at one Philario's;

Cym. What! art thou mad?
Who to my father was a friend, to me

Imo. Almost, sir! Heaven restore me! -- 'Vould, Known bui by letter: thither write, my queen,

I were
And with mine eyes I'll drink the words you send, A neat-herd's daughter! and my Leonatus
Though ink be made of gall.

Our neighbour shepherd's son!
Re-enter Queen.
Queen. Be brief, 1 pray you!

Re-enter Queen.
If the king come, I shall incur I know not

Cym. Thou foolish thing!How much of his displeasure : yet I'll move him

They were again together : you hare done (Aside.

[ To the Queen. To walk this way: I never do him wrong,

Not after our command. Away with her, But he does buy my injuries, to be friends;

And pen her up! Pays dear for my ollences,

Queen. Bescech your patience! — Peace,

[Exit, Dear lady daughter, peace! --- Sweet sovereiga, Post. Should we be taking leave

Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself some As long a term, as yet we have to live,

comfort The loathness to depart would grow. Adieu!

Out of your best advice. Imo. Nay, stay a little!

Cym. Nay, let her languish

but riding forth to air yourself,

A drop of blood a-day; and, being aged,
Such parting were too petty. Look here, love!

Die of this folly!

(E..! This diamond was my mother's: take it, heart! But keep it till you woo another wife,

Enter Pisano. When Imogen is dead.

Queen. Fye! - you must give way! Post. How! how! another? –

Here is your servant. — Ilow now, sir? What news! Yon gentle gods, give me but this I have,

Pis. My lord, your son, drew on my master.
And sear up my embracements from a next

Queen. Ha!
With bonds of death! - Remain thou here, No harm, I trust, is done?

(Putting on the ring Pis. There might have been,
While sense can keep it on! And sweetest, fairest, But that my master rather play'd, than fought

, As I my poor self did exchange for you,

And had to help of anger: they were parted To your so infinite loss; so, in our trilles

By gentlemen at hand. I still win of you. For my sake, wear this;

Queen. I am very glad on't. It is a manacle of love; l'll place it

Imo. Your son's my father's friend ; he tales bis Upon this fairest prisoner,

(Putting a bracelet on her im. To draw upon an exile!

O brave sir!
Imo. O, the gods!

I would they were in Afric both together;
When shall we see agaiu ?

Myself by with a needle, that I might prick
Enter CYMBELIfe and Lords.
The goer back. - Why came you tiom your master

! Post. Alack, the king !

Pis. On his command. He would not suffer me Cym. Thou basest thing, avoid! hence from my To bring him to the haven: left these notes sight!

Of what commands I should be subject to,
If, after this command, thou fraught the court When it pleus'd you to employ me.
With thy worthiness, tlou diest. Away!

Queen. This hath been
Thou art poison to my blood.

Your faithfud servant. I dare lag mine honour,

Ile will remain so.
Póst. The gods protect you!
And bless the good remainders of the court! Pis. I hunbly thank yoar highness.
I am gone,

(Exit. Queen, Pray, walk a while! Imo. There cannot be a pinch in death

Imo. Abont some half hour hence,

I More sharp, than this is.

pray you, speak with me! you shall, at least, Cym. O disloyal thing,

Go see my lord aboard: for this time, leave me! That should'st repair my youth; thou heapest


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SCENE III. – A public place.

The smalluess of a gnat to air ; and then
Enter CLOTEN, and two Lords.

Have turn'd mine eye, and wept. - But, good Pi-
1 Lord. Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; sanio,
the violence of action hath made you reek as a When shall we hear from him?
sacrifice. Where air comes out, air comes in; there's Pis. Be assur'd, madam,
none abroad so wholesome as that you vent.

With his next vantage. Clo. If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it Imo. I did not take my leave of him, but liad llave I hurt him ?

Most pretty things to say: ere I could tell him, 2 Lord. No, faith! not so much as his patience. How I would think on him, at certain hours,

[Aside. Such thoughts, and such; or I could make him swear, 1 Lord. Hurt him ? his body's a passable carcass, The shes of Italy should not betray if he be not hurt: it is a thoroughfare for steel, it Mine interest, and his honour; or have charg’d liim it be not hurt.

At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight, 2 Lord. His steel was in debt; it went o'the back-To encounter me with orisous, for then side the town.

[ Aside. I am in heaven for himn; or ere I could Clo. The villain would not stand me.

Give him that parting kiss, which I had set 2 Lord. No; but he fled forward still, toward your Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father, face.

(A side. And, like the tyrannous breathing of the north, 1 Lord. Stand you! You have land enough of your Shakes all our buds from growing. own: but he added to your having; gave you some

Enter a Lady.

Lady. The queen, madam,
2 Lord. As many inches, as you have oceans: pup- Desires your highness' company.

[Aside. Imo. Those things I bid you do, get them disClo. I would, they had not come between us.

patch'd! -
2 Lord. So would I, till you had measured how I will attend the queen.
long a fool you were upon the ground. [.Aside. Pis. Madam, I shall !

Clo. And that she should love this fellow, and re-
fuse me!

SCFNE V. - Rome. An apartment in Philario's 2 Lord. If it be a sin to make a true election, she

house. is damned.

[Aside. Enter PHILARIO, IACIMO, a Frenchman, a Dutchman. 1 Lord. Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and

and a Spaniard. her brain go not together. She's a good sign, but lach. Believe it, sir: I have seen him in Britain : have seen small rciiection of her wit.

he was then of a crescent note; expected to prove 2 Lord. She shines not upon fools, lest the reflec- so worthy, as since he hath been allowed the name tion should hurt her.

[Aside. of: but I could then have looked on him without Clo. Come, I'll to my chamber. 'Would, there had the help of admiration; though the catalogue of been some hurt done!

his endowments had been tabled by his side, and I 2 Lord. I wish not so; unless it had been the fall to peruse him by items. of an ass, which is no great hurt.

{Aside. Phi. You speak of him, when he was less furnishClo. You'll go with us?

ed, than now he is, with that which makes him both 1 Lord. I'll attend your lordship.

without and within. Clo. Nay, come, let's go together!

French. I have seen him in France: we had very 2 Lord. Well, my lord!

(Exeunt. many there, could behold the sun with as firm eyes, SCENE IV. - A room in CYMBELINE's palace. Iach. This matter of marrying his king's daughter, Enter Imogen and Pisanio.

(wherein he must be weighed rather by her value, Imo. I would thou grew'st unto the shores o'the than his own,) words him, I doubt not, a great deal haven,

from the matter.
And question’dst every sail. If he should write, French. And then his banishment:
And I not have it, 'twere a paper lost

luch. Ay, and the approbation of those, that weep As oifer'd mercy is. What was the last

this tamentable divorce, under her colours, are wonThat he spake to thee?

derfully to extend him; be it but to fortify her Pis. 'Twas, His queen, his queen!

judgment, which else an easy battery might lay flat, Imo. Then wav'd his handkerchief?

for taking a beggar without more quality. But how Pis. And kiss'd it, madam.

comes it, he is to sojouru with you? llow creeps Imo. Senseless linen! happier therein than I! - acquaintance? And that was all ?

Phi. His father and I were soldiers together; to Pis. No, madam; for so long

whom I have been often bound for yo less, than any As he could make me with this eye or ear

life: Distinguish him from others, he did keep

Enter PostiumCS, The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerchief, Here comes the Briton. Let him be so entertained Suill waving, as the fits and stirs of his mind

amongst you, as suits, with gentlemen of your knowCould best express how slow his soul sail'd on, ing, to a stranger of his quality. — 1 beseech you How swift his ship.

all, be better known to this gentleman; whom I comImo. Thou should'st have made him

mend to you, as a noble friend of mine. How worthy As little, as a crow, or less, ere left

he is, I will leave to appear hereafter, rather than To after-eye him.

story him in his own hearing. Pis. Madam, so I did.

French. Sir, we have known together in Orleans, Imo. I would have broke mine eye-strings; crack'd Post. Since when I have been debtor to you for them, but

courtesies, which I will be ever to pay,and yet pay still. To look upon him; till the diminution

French. Sir, you o'er-rate my poor kindness: I was Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle: glad I did atone my countryman and you; it had Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from been pity, you should have been put together with

as he.

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