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  • Title: Cymbeline (Folio 1, 1623)
  • Editor: Jennifer Forsyth
  • ISBN: 1-55058-300-X

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Jennifer Forsyth
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    Cymbeline (Folio 1, 1623)

    Scena Tertia.
    Enter Clotten, and two Lords.
    1. Sir, I would aduise you to shift a Shirt; the Vio-
    lence of Action hath made you reek as a Sacrifice: where
    ayre comes out, ayre comes in: There's none abroad so
    230wholesome as that you vent.
    Clot. If my Shirt were bloody, then to shift it.
    Haue I hurt him?
    2 No faith: not so much as his patience.
    1 Hurt him? His bodie's a passable Carkasse if he bee
    235not hurt. It is a through-fare for Steele if it be not hurt.
    2 His Steele was in debt, it went o'th' Backe-side the
    Clot. The Villaine would not stand me.
    2 No, but he fled forward still, toward your face.
    2401 Stand you? you haue Land enough of your owne:
    But he added to your hauing, gaue you some ground.
    2 As many Inches, as you haue Oceans (Puppies.)
    Clot. I would they had not come betweene vs.
    2 So would I, till you had measur'd how long a Foole
    245you were vpon the ground.
    Clot. And that shee should loue this Fellow, and re-
    fuse mee.
    2 If it be a sin to make a true election, she is damn'd.
    1 Sir, as I told you alwayes: her Beauty & her Braine
    250go not together. Shee's a good signe, but I haue seene
    small reflection of her wit.
    2 She shines not vpon Fooles, least the reflection
    Should hurt her.
    Clot. Come, Ile to my Chamber: would there had
    255beene some hurt done.
    2 I wish not so, vnlesse it had bin the fall of an Asse,
    which is no great hurt.
    Clot. You'l go with vs?
    1 Ile attend your Lordship.
    260Clot. Nay come, let's go together.
    2 Well my Lord.