Cymbeline (Modern)
Peer Reviewed
225[1.3]
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Enter Clotten and two Lords
¶1 Lord Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt: the ¶violence of action hath made you reek as a sacrifice. Where ¶air comes out, air comes in; there's none abroad so 230wholesome as that you vent.
¶1 Lord Hurt him? His body's a passable carcass if he be 235not hurt. It is a throughfare for steel if it be not hurt.
¶Clotten The villain would not stand me.
2401 Lord Stand you? You have land enough of your own, ¶but he added to your having, gave you some ground.
¶Clotten I would they had not come between us.
¶1 Lord Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain 250go not together. She's a good sign, but I have seen ¶small reflection of her wit.
¶Clotten You'll go with us?
¶1 Lord I'll attend your lordship.
260Clotten Nay, come; let's go together.
¶2 Lord Well, my Lord.
Exeunt
