4You do not meet a man but frowns. 5Our bloods

1.1.3No more obey the heavens 6than our courtiers'

1.1.47Still seem as does the King's.

Still seem as does the King's. But what's the matter?

His daughter, and the heir of's kingdom (whom

1.1.610He purposed to his wife's sole son, a widow

1.1.711That late he married), hath referred herself

1.1.812Unto a poor but worthy gentleman. She's wedded,

1.1.913Her husband banished, she imprisoned: all

1.1.1014Is outward sorrow, though I think the King

1.1.1115Be touched at very heart.

Be touched at very heart. None but the King?

He that hath lost her too; so is the Queen,

1.1.1318That most desired the match. But not a courtier,

1.1.1419Although they wear their faces to the bent

1.1.1520Of the King's looks, hath a heart that is not

1.1.1621Glad at the thing they scowl at.

Glad at the thing they scowl at. And why so?

He that hath missed the princess is a thing

1.1.1824Too bad for bad report, and he that hath her --

1.1.1925I mean that married her, alack, good man,

1.1.2026And therefore banished -- is a creature such

1.1.2127As, to seek through the regions of the earth

1.1.2228For one his like, there would be something failing

1.1.2329In him that should compare. I do not think

1.1.2430So fair an outward and such stuff within

1.1.2531Endows a man but he.

Endows a man but he. You speak him far.

I do extend him, sir, within himself;

1.1.2734Crush him together rather than unfold

1.1.2835His measure duly.

His measure duly. What's his name and birth?

I cannot delve him to the root. His father

1.1.3038Was called Sicilius, who did join his honor

1.1.3139Against the Romans with Cassibelan;

1.1.3240But had his titles by Tenantius, whom

1.1.3341He served with glory and admired success,

1.1.3442So gained the sur-addition "Leonatus";

1.1.3543And had, besides this gentleman in question,

1.1.3644Two other sons, who in the wars o'th' time

1.1.3745Died with their swords in hand, for which their father,

1.1.3846Then old and fond of issue, took such sorrow

1.1.3947That he quit being; and his gentle lady,

1.1.4048Big of this gentleman, our theme, deceased

1.1.4149As he was born. The King, he takes the babe

1.1.4250To his protection; calls him Posthumus Leonatus;

1.1.4351Breeds him and makes him of his bed-chamber;

1.1.4452Puts to him all the learnings that his time

1.1.4553Could make him the receiver of, which he took

1.1.4654As we do air, fast as 'twas ministered;

1.1.4755And in's spring became a harvest: lived in court

1.1.4856(Which rare it is to do) most praised, most loved;

1.1.4957A sample to the youngest; to th' more mature,

1.1.5058A glass that feated them; and to the graver,

1.1.5159A child that guided dotards. To his mistress,

1.1.5260For whom he now is banished, her own price

1.1.5361Proclaims how she esteemed him; and his virtue

1.1.5462By her election may be truly read

1.1.55What kind of man he is.

What kind of man he is. I honor him

1.1.56Even out of your report. 64But pray you tell me,

1.1.57Is she sole child to th' King?

Is she sole child to th' King? His only child.

1.1.5866He had two sons (if this be worth your hearing,

1.1.5967Mark it); the eldest of them at three years old,

1.1.6068I'th' swathing clothes the other, from their nursery

1.1.6169Were stolen, and to this hour no guess in knowledge

1.1.6270Which way they went.

Which way they went. How long is this ago?

Some twenty years.

That a king's children should be so conveyed,

1.1.6574So slackly guarded, and the search so slow

1.1.6675That could not trace them!

That could not trace them! Howsoe'er 'tis strange

1.1.6777Or that the negligence may well be laughed at,

1.1.6878Yet is it true, sir.

Yet is it true, sir. I do well believe you.

We must forbear. Here comes the gentleman,

1.1.7081The Queen, and princess.

No, be assured you shall not find me, Daughter,

1.2.385After the slander of most stepmothers,

1.2.486Evil-eyed unto you. You're my prisoner, but

1.2.587Your jailer shall deliver you the keys

1.2.688That lock up your restraint. For you, Posthumus,

1.2.789So soon as I can win th'offended King,

1.2.890I will be known your advocate; marry, yet

1.2.991The fire of rage is in him, and 'twere good

1.2.1092You leaned unto his sentence; with what patience,

1.2.1193Your wisdom may inform you.

Your wisdom may inform you. Please Your Highness,

1.2.1295I will from hence today.

I will from hence today. You know the peril.

1.2.1397I'll fetch a turn about the garden, pitying

1.2.1498The pangs of barred affections, though the King

1.2.1599Hath charged you should not speak together.

O dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant

1.2.18101Can tickle where she wounds! My dearest husband,

1.2.19102I something fear my father's wrath but nothing

1.2.20103(Always reserved my holy duty) what

1.2.21104His rage can do on me. You must be gone,

1.2.22105And I shall here abide the hourly shot

1.2.23106Of angry eyes, not comforted to live

1.2.24107But that there is this jewel in the world

1.2.25108That I may see again.

That I may see again. My queen, my mistress,

1.2.26110O lady, weep no more lest I give cause

1.2.27111To be suspected of more tenderness

1.2.28112Than doth become a man. I will remain

1.2.29113The loyalest husband that did e'er plight troth.

1.2.30114My residence in Rome, at one Philario's,

1.2.31115Who to my father was a friend, to me

1.2.32116Known but by letter. Thither write, my queen,

1.2.33117And with mine eyes I'll drink the words you send

1.2.34118Though ink be made of gall.

Though ink be made of gall. Be brief, I pray you.

1.2.35121If the King come, I shall incur I know not

1.2.36122How much of his displeasure -- [Aside] yet I'll move him

1.2.37123To walk this way. I never do him wrong

1.2.38124But he does buy my injuries, to be friends;

1.2.39125Pays dear for my offenses.

Should we be taking leave

1.2.41127As long a term as yet we have to live,

1.2.42128The loathness to depart would grow. Adieu.

Nay, stay a little:

1.2.44130Were you but riding forth to air yourself,

1.2.45131Such parting were too petty. Look here, love,

1.2.46132This diamond was my mother's;

This diamond was my mother's; Take it, heart,

1.2.47133But keep it till you woo another wife

1.2.48134When Imogen is dead.

When Imogen is dead. How, how? Another?

1.2.49136You gentle gods, give me but this I have

1.2.50137And cere up my embracements from a next

1.2.51138With bonds of death. Remain, remain thou here

1.2.52139While sense can keep it on. And sweetest, fairest,

1.2.53140As I my poor self did exchange for you

1.2.54141To your so infinite loss, so in our trifles

1.2.55142I still win of you. For my sake wear this;

1.2.57143It is a manacle of love. I'll place it

1.2.58144Upon this fairest prisoner.

Upon this fairest prisoner. O the gods!

1.2.59146When shall we see again?

When shall we see again? Alack, the King!

Thou basest thing, avoid hence, from my sight!

1.2.61150If after this command thou fraught the court

1.2.62151With thy unworthiness, thou diest. Away:

1.2.63152Thou'rt poison to my blood.

Thou'rt poison to my blood. The gods protect you

1.2.64154And bless the good remainders of the court.

1.2.65155I am gone.

I am gone. There cannot be a pinch in death

1.2.66157More sharp than this is.

More sharp than this is. O disloyal thing

1.2.67159That shouldst repair my youth, thou heapst

1.2.68160A year's age on me.

A year's age on me. I beseech you, sir,

1.2.69162Harm not yourself with your vexation.

1.2.70163I am senseless of your wrath; a touch more rare

1.2.71164Subdues all pangs, all fears.

Subdues all pangs, all fears. Past grace? Obedience?

Past hope and in despair, that way past grace.

That mightst have had 168the sole son of my Queen.

Oh, blessed that I might not! I chose an eagle

1.2.75170And did avoid a puttock.

Thou tookst a beggar, wouldst have made my 172throne

1.2.77A seat for baseness.

A seat for baseness. No, I rather added

1.2.78A luster to it.

A luster to it. O thou vile one!

A luster to it. O thou vile one! Sir,

1.2.80176It is your fault that I have loved Posthumus:

1.2.81177You bred him as my playfellow, and he is

1.2.82178A man worth any woman; over-buys me

1.2.83179Almost the sum he pays.

Almost the sum he pays. What? Art thou mad?

Almost, sir, Heaven restore me! Would I were

1.2.85182A neatherd's daughter and my Leonatus

1.2.86183Our neighbor shepherd's son.

Our neighbor shepherd's son. Thou foolish thing,

1.2.87186They were again together. You have done

1.2.88187Not after our command. Away with her

1.2.89188And pen her up.

And pen her up. Beseech your patience. -- Peace,

1.2.90190Dear lady daughter, peace. -- Sweet sovereign,

1.2.91191Leave us to ourselves and make yourself some comfort

1.2.92192Out of your best advice.

Out of your best advice. Nay, let her languish

1.2.93194A drop of blood a day and, being aged,

1.2.94195Die of this folly.

Die of this folly. 197Queen [To Imogen]

Fie! You must give way!

1.2.95198Here is your servant. -- How now, sir? What news?

My lord your son drew on my master.

My lord your son drew on my master. Ha?

1.2.97201No harm, I trust, is done?

No harm, I trust, is done? There might have been,

1.2.98203But that my master rather played than fought

1.2.99204And had no help of anger. They were parted

1.2.100205By gentlemen at hand.

By gentlemen at hand. I am very glad on't.

Your son's my father's friend: he takes his part

1.2.102208To draw upon an exile. Oh, brave sir!

1.2.103209I would they were in Afric both together,

1.2.104210Myself by with a needle that I might prick

1.2.105211The goer-back. Why came you from your master?

On his command. He would not suffer me

1.2.107213To bring him to the haven; left these notes

1.2.108214Of what commands I should be subject to

1.2.109215When't pleased you to employ me.

When't pleased you to employ me. This hath been

1.2.110217Your faithful servant. I dare lay mine honor

1.2.111218He will remain so.

I humbly thank Your Highness.

I humbly thank Your Highness. 220Queen [To Imogen]

Pray walk awhile.

1.2.113221Imogen [To Pisanio]

About some half hour hence, 222pray you speak with me;

1.2.114223You shall at least go see my lord aboard.

1.2.115224For this time, leave me.

Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt: the 228violence of action hath made you reek as a sacrifice. Where 229air comes out, air comes in; there's none abroad so 230wholesome as that you vent.

If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it. 232Have I hurt him?

1.3.42332 Lord [Aside]

No, faith; not so much as his patience.

Hurt him? His body's a passable carcass if he be 235not hurt. It is a throughfare for steel if it be not hurt.

1.3.62362 Lord [Aside]

His steel was in debt: it went o'th' backside the 237town.

The villain would not stand me.

1.3.82392 Lord [Aside]

No, but he fled forward still, toward your face.

Stand you? You have land enough of your own, 241but he added to your having, gave you some ground.

1.3.102422 Lord [Aside]

As many inches as you have oceans, puppies.

I would they had not come between us.

1.3.122442 Lord [Aside]

So would I, till you had measured how long a fool 245you were upon the ground.

And that she should love this fellow, and 247refuse me!

1.3.142482 Lord [Aside]

If it be a sin to make a true election, she is damned.

Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain 250go not together. She's a good sign, but I have seen 251small reflection of her wit.

1.3.162522 Lord [Aside]

She shines not upon fools lest the reflection 253should hurt her.

Come, I'll to my chamber. Would there had 255been some hurt done!

1.3.182562 Lord [Aside]

I wish not so, unless it had been the fall of an ass, 257which is no great hurt.

You'll go with us?

I'll attend your lordship.

Nay, come; let's go together.

Well, my Lord.

I would thou grewst unto the shores o'th' haven

1.4.3265And questionedst every sail. If he should write

1.4.4266And I not have it, 'twere a paper lost

1.4.5267As offered mercy is. What was the last

1.4.6268That he spake to thee?

That he spake to thee? It was his queen, his queen.

Then waved his handkerchief?

Then waved his handkerchief? And kissed it, madam.

Senseless linen, happier therein than I!

1.4.9273And that was all?

And that was all? No, madam. For so long

1.4.10275As he could make me with this eye or ear

1.4.11276Distinguish him from others, he did keep

1.4.12277The deck, with glove or hat or handkerchief

1.4.13278Still waving as the fits and stirs of's mind

1.4.14279Could best express how slow his soul sailed on,

1.4.15280How swift his ship.

How swift his ship. Thou shouldst have made him

1.4.16282As little as a crow or less ere left

1.4.17283To after-eye him.

To after-eye him. Madam, so I did.

I would have broke mine eyestrings, 286cracked them but

1.4.19To look upon him, till the diminution

1.4.20287Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle,

1.4.21288Nay, followed him till he had melted from

1.4.22289The smallness of a gnat to air, and then

1.4.23290Have turned mine eye and wept. But good Pisanio,

1.4.24291When shall we hear from him?

When shall we hear from him? Be assured, madam,

1.4.25293With his next vantage.

I did not take my leave of him but had

1.4.27295Most pretty things to say. Ere I could tell him

1.4.28296How I would think on him at certain hours

1.4.29297Such thoughts and such; or I could make him swear

1.4.30298The shes of Italy should not betray

1.4.31299Mine interest and his honor; or have charged him

1.4.32300At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight,

1.4.33301T'encounter me with orisons, for then

1.4.34302I am in heaven for him; or ere I could

1.4.35303Give him that parting kiss which I had set

1.4.36304Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father

1.4.37305And like the tyrannous breathing of the North

1.4.38306Shakes all our buds from growing.

Shakes all our buds from growing. The Queen, madam,

1.4.39309Desires Your Highness' company.

[To Pisanio] Those things I bid you do, get them dispatched. --

1.4.41311[To Lady] I will attend the Queen.

[To Lady] I will attend the Queen. Madam, I shall.

Believe it, sir; I have seen him in Britain. He 317was then of a crescent note, expected to prove so 318worthy as since he hath been allowed the name of. But I 319could then have looked on him without the help of 320admiration, though the catalogue of his endowments had 321been tabled by his side and I to peruse him by items.

You speak of him when he was less furnished 323than now he is with that which makes him both 324without and within.

I have seen him in France; we had very 326many there could behold the sun with as firm eyes as 327he.

This matter of marrying his King's daughter, 329wherein he must be weighed rather by her value than 330his own, words him, I doubt not, a great deal from the 331matter.

And then his banishment.

Aye, and the approbation of those that weep this 334lamentable divorce under her colors are wonderfully 335to extend him, be it but to fortify her judgment which 336else an easy battery might lay flat for taking a beggar 337without less quality. But how comes it he is to sojourn 338with you? How creeps acquaintance?

His father and I were soldiers together, to 340whom I have been often bound for no less than my life.

1.5.10342[To Iachimo, Frenchman, Dutchman, and Spaniard] Here comes the Briton. Let him be so entertained 343amongst you as suits with gentlemen of your knowing 344to a stranger of his quality.

[To Iachimo, Frenchman, Dutchman, and Spaniard] I beseech you all be better 345known to this gentleman, whom I commend to you 346as a noble friend of mine. How worthy he is I will 347leave to appear hereafter rather than story him in his 348own hearing.

Sir, we have known together in Orleans.

Since when I have been debtor to you for 351courtesies which I will be ever to pay, and yet pay still.

Sir, you o'errate my poor kindness. I was 353glad I did atone my countryman and you; it had been 354pity you should have been put together with so 355mortal a purpose as then each bore, upon importance of so 356slight and trivial a nature.

By your pardon, sir, I was then a young 358traveler: rather shunned to go even with what I heard than in 359my every action to be guided by others' experiences; but 360upon my mended judgment (if I offend not to say it is 361mended) my quarrel was not altogether slight.

Faith, yes, to be put to the arbitrament of 363swords, and by such two that would by all likelihood 364have confounded one the other, or have fallen both.

Can we with manners ask what was the 366difference?

Safely, I think. 'Twas a contention in 368public, which may (without contradiction) suffer the 369report. It was much like an argument that fell out last 370night, where each of us fell in praise of our 371countrymistresses, this gentleman at that time vouching, and 372upon warrant of bloody affirmation, his to be more 373fair, virtuous, wise, chaste, constant, qualified, and 374less attemptable than any the rarest of our ladies in 375France.

That lady is not now living, or this 377gentleman's opinion by this worn out.

She holds her virtue still, and I my mind.

You must not so far prefer her 'fore ours of 380Italy.

Being so far provoked as I was in France, I 382would abate her nothing, though I profess myself her 383adorer, not her friend.

"As fair" and "as good," a kind of hand-in-hand 385comparison, had been something too fair and too 386good for any lady in Brittany. If she went before others 387I have seen as that diamond of yours outlusters many 388I have beheld, I could not but believe she excelled many; 389but I have not seen the most precious diamond that is, 390nor you the lady.

I praised her as I rated her; so do I my stone.

What do you esteem it at?

More than the world enjoys.

Either your unparagoned mistress is dead, or 395she's outprized by a trifle.

You are mistaken. The one may be sold or 397given, or if there were wealth enough for the purchase or 398merit for the gift; the other is not a thing for sale, 399and only the gift of the gods.

Which the gods have given you?

Which by their graces I will keep.

You may wear her in title yours, but you 403know strange fowl light upon neighboring ponds. 404Your ring may be stolen too; so, your brace of 405unprizable estimations, the one is but frail, and the other 406casual. A cunning thief or a that-way accomplished 407courtier would hazard the winning both of first and 408last.

Your Italy contains none so accomplished a 410courtier to convince the honor of my mistress, if in the 411holding or loss of that you term her frail. I do 412nothing doubt you have store of thieves; notwithstanding, 413I fear not my ring.

Let us leave here, gentlemen.

Sir, with all my heart. This worthy signior, I 416thank him, makes no stranger of me; we are familiar at 417first.

With five times so much conversation, I should 419get ground of your fair mistress, make her go back, 420even to the yielding, had I admittance and opportunity 421to friend.

No, no.

I dare thereupon pawn the moiety of my 424estate to your ring, which in my opinion o'ervalues it 425something, but I make my wager rather against your 426confidence than her reputation. And, to bar your 427offense herein to, I durst attempt it against any lady in 428the world.

You are a great deal abused in too bold a 430persuasion, and I doubt not you sustain what y'are worthy 431of by your attempt.

What's that?

A repulse, though your attempt, as you call 434it, deserve more: a punishment too.

Gentlemen, enough of this. It came in too 436suddenly; let it die as it was born, and I pray you be 437better acquainted.

Would I had put my estate and my neighbor's 439on th'approbation of what I have spoke!

What lady would you choose to assail?

Yours, whom in constancy you think stands 442so safe. I will lay you ten thousands ducats to your 443ring that, commend me to the court where your 444lady is, with no more advantage than the opportunity of a 445second conference, and I will bring from thence that 446honor of hers which you imagine so reserved.

I will wage against your gold, gold to 448it: my ring I hold dear as my finger; 'tis part of 449it.

You are a friend, and therein the wiser. If you 451buy ladies' flesh at a million a dram, you cannot 452preserve it from tainting; but I see you have some religion 453in you, that you fear.

This is but a custom in your tongue; you 455bear a graver purpose, I hope.

I am the master of my speeches and would 457undergo what's spoken, I swear.

Will you? I shall but lend my diamond till 459your return; let there be covenants drawn between's. 460My mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your 461unworthy thinking. I dare you to this match; here's my 462ring.

I will have it no lay.

By the gods, it is one. If I bring you no 465sufficient testimony that I have enjoyed the dearest bodily 466part of your mistress, my ten thousand ducats are yours, 467so is your diamond too; if I come off and leave her in 468such honor as you have trust in, she your jewel, this 469your jewel, and my gold are yours, provided I have 470your commendation for my more free entertainment.

I embrace these conditions. Let us have articles 472betwixt us; only, thus far you shall answer: if you 473make your voyage upon her and give me directly to 474understand you have prevailed, I am no further your 475enemy; she is not worth our debate. If she remain 476unseduced, you not making it appear otherwise, for your ill 477opinion and th'assault you have made to her chastity, you 478shall answer me with your sword.

Your hand; a covenant. We will have these 480things set down by lawful counsel, and straight away 481for Britain, lest the bargain should catch cold and 482starve. I will fetch my gold and have our two wagers 483recorded.

Agreed.

Will this hold, think you?

Signior Iachimo will not from it. 487Pray let us follow 'em.

Whiles yet the dew's on ground, 491gather those flowers;

1.6.3492Make haste. Who has the note of them?

Make haste. Who has the note of them? I, madam.

Dispatch.

1.6.6495Now, Master Doctor, have you brought those drugs?

Pleaseth Your Highness, aye; here they are, madam.

1.6.8497But I beseech Your Grace, without offense,

1.6.9498My conscience bids me ask wherefore you have

1.6.10499Commanded of me these most poisonous compounds

1.6.11500Which are the movers of a languishing death,

1.6.12501But, though slow, deadly.

But, though slow, deadly. I wonder, Doctor,

1.6.13503Thou askst me such a question. Have I not been

1.6.14504Thy pupil long? Hast thou not learned me how

1.6.15505To make perfumes? Distill? Preserve? Yea, so

1.6.16506That our great King himself doth woo me oft

1.6.17507For my confections? Having thus far proceeded,

1.6.18508Unless thou thinkst me devilish, is't not meet

1.6.19509That I did amplify my judgment in

1.6.20510Other conclusions? I will try the forces

1.6.21511Of these thy compounds on such creatures as

1.6.22512We count not worth the hanging, but none human,

1.6.23513To try the vigor of them and apply

1.6.24514Allayments to their act, and by them gather

1.6.25515Their several virtues and effects.

Their several virtues and effects. Your Highness

1.6.26517Shall from this practice but make hard your heart;

1.6.27518Besides, the seeing these effects will be

1.6.28519Both noisome and infectious.

Both noisome and infectious. Oh, content thee. --

1.6.30522[Aside] Here comes a flattering rascal; upon him

1.6.31523Will I first work: he's for his master

1.6.32524And enemy to my son. -- How now, Pisanio? --

1.6.33525Doctor, your service for this time is ended;

1.6.34526Take your own way.

Take your own way. 527Cornelius [Aside]

I do suspect you, madam,

1.6.35528But you shall do no harm.

But you shall do no harm. 529Queen [To Pisanio]

Hark thee, a word.

1.6.36530Cornelius [Aside]

I do not like her. She doth think she has

1.6.37531Strange ling'ring poisons; I do know her spirit

1.6.38532And will not trust one of her malice with

1.6.39533A drug of such damned nature. Those she has

1.6.40534Will stupefy and dull the sense awhile,

1.6.41535Which first perchance she'll prove on cats and dogs,

1.6.42536Then afterward up higher, but there is

1.6.43537No danger in what show of death it makes

1.6.44538More than the locking up the spirits a time

1.6.45539To be more fresh, reviving. She is fooled

1.6.46540With a most false effect, and I the truer,

1.6.47541So to be false with her.

1.6.48542Queen [To Cornelius]

No further service, Doctor,

1.6.49543Until I send for thee.

I humbly take my leave.

Weeps she still, sayst thou? 546Dost thou think in time

1.6.53547She will not quench and let instructions enter

1.6.54548Where folly now possesses? Do thou work:

1.6.55549When thou shalt bring me word she loves my son,

1.6.56550I'll tell thee on the instant, thou art then

1.6.57551As great as is thy master; greater, for

1.6.58552His fortunes all lie speechless, and his name

1.6.59553Is at last gasp. Return he cannot, nor

1.6.60554Continue where he is. To shift his being

1.6.61555Is to exchange one misery with another,

1.6.62556And every day that comes, comes to decay

1.6.63557A day's work in him. What shalt thou expect

1.6.64558To be depender on a thing that leans,

1.6.65559Who cannot be new built, nor has no friends

1.6.66560So much as but to prop him?

So much as but to prop him? Thou tak'st up

1.6.67561Thou knowst not what, but take it for thy labor.

1.6.68562It is a thing I made which hath the King

1.6.69563Five times redeemed from death. I do not know

1.6.70564What is more cordial. Nay, I prithee, take it;

1.6.71565It is an earnest of a farther good

1.6.72566That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how

1.6.73567The case stands with her; do't as from thyself.

1.6.74568Think what a chance thou changest on, but think

1.6.75569Thou hast thy mistress still; to boot, my son,

1.6.76570Who shall take notice of thee. I'll move the King

1.6.77571To any shape of thy preferment such

1.6.78572As thou'lt desire, and then myself, I chiefly,

1.6.79573That set thee on to this desert, am bound

1.6.80574To load thy merit richly. Call my women.

1.6.81575Think on my words.

Think on my words. A sly and constant knave,

1.6.82576Not to be shaked; the agent for his master,

1.6.83577And the remembrancer of her to hold

1.6.84578The handfast to her lord. I have given him that

1.6.85579Which, if he take, shall quite unpeople her

1.6.86580Of liegers for her sweet, and which she after,

1.6.87581Except she bend her humor, shall be assured

1.6.88582To taste of too. --

To taste of too. -- [To Ladies] 584So, so; well done, well done:

1.6.89585The violets, cowslips, and the primroses

1.6.90586Bear to my closet. -- Fare thee well, Pisanio.

1.6.91587Think on my words.

And shall do,

1.6.94589But when to my good lord I prove untrue,

1.6.95590I'll choke myself: there's all I'll do for you.

A father cruel and a stepdame false,

1.7.3594A foolish suitor to a wedded lady

1.7.4595That hath her husband banished -- oh, that husband,

1.7.5596My supreme crown of grief, and those repeated

1.7.6597Vexations of it! Had I been thief-stolen

1.7.7598As my two brothers, happy; but most miserable

1.7.8599Is the desire that's glorious. Blessed be those,

1.7.9600How mean soe'er, that have their honest wills,

1.7.10601Which seasons comfort. Who may this be? Fie!

Madam, a noble gentleman of Rome

1.7.13604Comes from my lord with letters.

Comes from my lord with letters. Change you, madam:

1.7.14606The worthy Leonatus is in safety

1.7.15607And greets Your Highness dearly.

And greets Your Highness dearly. Thanks, good sir;

1.7.16609You're kindly welcome.

1.7.17610Iachimo [Aside]

All of her that is out of door, most rich;

1.7.18611If she be furnished with a mind so rare,

1.7.19612She is alone th'Arabian bird, and I

1.7.20613Have lost the wager. Boldness, be my friend;

1.7.21614Arm me, audacity, from head to foot,

1.7.22615Or like the Parthian I shall flying fight --

1.7.23616Rather, directly fly.

621So far I read aloud.

1.7.28622But even the very middle of my heart

1.7.29623Is warmed by th'rest, and takes it thankfully.

1.7.30624You are as welcome, worthy sir, as I

1.7.31625Have words to bid you, and shall find it so

1.7.32626In all that I can do.

In all that I can do. Thanks, fairest lady.

1.7.33628What, are men mad? Hath nature given them eyes

1.7.34629To see this vaulted arch and the rich crop

1.7.35630Of sea and land, which can distinguish 'twixt

1.7.36631The fiery orbs above and the twinned stones

1.7.37632Upon th'unnumbered beach, and can we not

1.7.38633Partition make with spectacles so precious

1.7.39634'Twixt fair and foul?

'Twixt fair and foul? What makes your admiration?

It cannot be i'th' eye, for apes and monkeys

1.7.41637'Twixt two such shes would chatter this way and

1.7.42638Condemn with mows the other; nor i'th' judgment,

1.7.43639For idiots in this case of favor would

1.7.44640Be wisely definite; nor i'th' appetite:

1.7.45641Sluttery to such neat excellence opposed

1.7.46642Should make desire vomit emptiness,

1.7.47643Not so allured to feed.

What is the matter, trow?

What is the matter, trow? The cloyèd will,

1.7.49646That satiate yet unsatisfied desire, that tub

1.7.50647Both filled and running, ravening first the lamb,

1.7.51648Longs after for the garbage.

Longs after for the garbage. What, dear sir,

1.7.52650Thus raps you? Are you well?

Thus raps you? Are you well? Thanks, madam, well. -- [To Pisanio]

1.7.53Beseech you, sir, 652desire my man's abode,

1.7.54Where I did leave him; 653he's strange and peevish.

I was going, sir, 655to give him welcome.

Continues well my lord? 657His health, beseech you?

Well, madam.

Is he disposed to mirth? I hope he is.

Exceeding pleasant. None a stranger there

1.7.61661So merry and so gamesome; he is called

1.7.62662The Briton Reveler.

The Briton Reveler. When he was here

1.7.63664He did incline to sadness and oft-times

1.7.64665Not knowing why.

Not knowing why. I never saw him sad.

1.7.65667There is a Frenchman his companion, one

1.7.66668An eminent monsieur, that it seems much loves

1.7.67669A Gallian girl at home. He furnaces

1.7.68670The thick sighs from him whiles the jolly Briton,

1.7.69671Your lord I mean, laughs from's free lungs, cries, "Oh,

1.7.70672Can my sides hold, to think that man who knows

1.7.71673By history, report, or his own proof

1.7.72674What woman is -- yea, what she cannot choose

1.7.73675But must be, will's free hours languish for

1.7.74676 Assurèd bondage?"

Assurèd bondage?" Will my lord say so?

Aye, madam, with his eyes in flood with laughter.

1.7.76679It is a recreation to be by

1.7.77680And hear him mock the Frenchman. 681But heavens know

1.7.78Some men are much to blame.

Some men are much to blame. Not he, I hope.

Not he; 684but yet Heaven's bounty towards him might

1.7.80685Be used more thankfully. In himself 'tis much;

1.7.81686In you, which I account his, beyond all talents.

1.7.82687Whilst I am bound to wonder, I am bound

1.7.83688To pity too.

To pity too. What do you pity, sir?

Two creatures heartily.

Two creatures heartily. Am I one, sir?

1.7.85692You look on me. What wrack discern you in me

1.7.86693Deserves your pity?

Deserves your pity? Lamentable! What,

1.7.87695To hide me from the radiant sun and solace

1.7.88696I'th' dungeon by a snuff?

I'th' dungeon by a snuff? I pray you, sir,

1.7.89698Deliver with more openness your answers

1.7.90699To my demands. Why do you pity me?

That others do --

1.7.92701I was about to say, "enjoy your --" but

1.7.93702It is an office of the gods to venge it,

1.7.94703Not mine to speak on't.

Not mine to speak on't. You do seem to know

1.7.95705Something of me or what concerns me; pray you,

1.7.96706Since doubting things go ill often hurts more

1.7.97707Than to be sure they do (for certainties

1.7.98708Either are past remedies, or, timely knowing,

1.7.99709The remedy then borne), discover to me

1.7.100710What both you spur and stop.

What both you spur and stop. Had I this cheek

1.7.101712To bathe my lips upon; this hand, whose touch,

1.7.102713Whose every touch would force the feeler's soul

1.7.103714To th' oath of loyalty; this object, which

1.7.104715Takes prisoner the wild motion of mine eye,

1.7.105716Firing it only here; should I, damned then,

1.7.106717Slaver with lips as common as the stairs

1.7.107718That mount the Capitol, join grips with hands

1.7.108719Made hard with hourly falsehood (falsehood as

1.7.109720With labor), then by-peeping in an eye

1.7.110721Base and illustrous as the smoky light

1.7.111722That's fed with stinking tallow, it were fit

1.7.112723That all the plagues of hell should at one time

1.7.113724Encounter such revolt.

Encounter such revolt. My lord, I fear,

1.7.114726Has forgot Britain.

Has forgot Britain. And himself. Not I

1.7.115728Inclined to this intelligence pronounce

1.7.116729The beggary of his change, but 'tis your graces

1.7.117730That from my mutest conscience to my tongue

1.7.118731Charms this report out.

Charms this report out. Let me hear no more.

O dearest soul, your cause doth strike my heart

1.7.120734With pity that doth make me sick. A lady

1.7.121735So fair and fastened to an empery

1.7.122736Would make the great'st king double, to be partnered

1.7.123737With tomboys hired with that self exhibition

1.7.124738Which your own coffers yield; with diseased ventures

1.7.125739That play with all infirmities for gold

1.7.126740Which rottenness can lend Nature. Such boiled stuff

1.7.127741As well might poison poison. Be revenged,

1.7.128742Or she that bore you was no queen and you

1.7.129743Recoil from your great stock.

Revenged?

1.7.131745How should I be revenged? If this be true --

1.7.132746As I have such a heart, that both mine ears

1.7.133747Must not in haste abuse -- if it be true,

1.7.134748How should I be revenged?

How should I be revenged? Should he make me

1.7.135750Live like Diana's priest betwixt cold sheets

1.7.136751Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps

1.7.137752In your despite, upon your purse -- revenge it.

1.7.138753I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure,

1.7.139754More noble than that runagate to your bed,

1.7.140755And will continue fast to your affection,

1.7.141756Still close as sure.

Still close as sure. What ho, Pisanio?

Let me my service tender on your lips.

Away! I do condemn mine ears that have

1.7.144760So long attended thee. If thou wert honorable,

1.7.145761Thou wouldst have told this tale for virtue, not

1.7.146762For such an end thou seekst, as base as strange.

1.7.147763Thou wrongst a gentleman who is as far

1.7.148764From thy report as thou from honor, and

1.7.149765Solicits here a lady that disdains

1.7.150766Thee and the devil alike. -- What ho, Pisanio? --

1.7.151767The King my father shall be made acquainted

1.7.152768Of thy assault. If he shall think it fit

1.7.153769A saucy stranger in his court to mart

1.7.154770As in a Romish stew and to expound

1.7.155771His beastly mind to us, he hath a court

1.7.156772He little cares for and a daughter who

1.7.157773He not respects at all. What ho, Pisanio?

O happy Leonatus, I may say,

1.7.159775The credit that thy lady hath of thee

1.7.160776Deserves thy trust; and thy most perfect goodness,

1.7.161777Her assured credit. Blessed live you long,

1.7.162778A lady to the worthiest sir that ever

1.7.163779Country called his, and you his mistress, only

1.7.164780For the most worthiest fit. Give me your pardon.

1.7.165781I have spoke this to know if your affiance

1.7.166782Were deeply rooted, and shall make your lord

1.7.167783That which he is, new o'er; and he is one

1.7.168784The truest mannered, such a holy witch

1.7.169785That he enchants societies into him;

1.7.170786Half all men's hearts are his.

Half all men's hearts are his. You make amends.

He sits 'mongst men like a descended god;

1.7.172789He hath a kind of honor sets him off

1.7.173790More than a mortal seeming. Be not angry,

1.7.174791Most mighty princess, that I have adventured

1.7.175792To try your taking of a false report, which hath

1.7.176793Honored with confirmation your great judgment

1.7.177794In the election of a sir so rare,

1.7.178795Which you know cannot err. The love I bear him

1.7.179796Made me to fan you thus, but the gods made you,

1.7.180797Unlike all others, chaffless. Pray your pardon.

All's well, sir; 799take my power i'th' court for yours.

My humble thanks. I had almost forgot

1.7.183801T'entreat Your Grace but in a small request,

1.7.184802And yet of moment too, for it concerns:

1.7.185803Your lord, myself, and other noble friends

1.7.186804Are partners in the business.

Are partners in the business. Pray what is't?

Some dozen Romans of us and your lord,

1.7.188807The best feather of our wing, have mingled sums

1.7.189808To buy a present for the emperor,

1.7.190809Which I, the factor for the rest, have done

1.7.191810In France. 'Tis plate of rare device and jewels

1.7.192811Of rich and exquisite form, their values great,

1.7.193812And I am something curious, being strange,

1.7.194813To have them in safe stowage. May it please you

1.7.195814To take them in protection?

To take them in protection? Willingly,

1.7.196816And pawn mine honor for their safety; since

1.7.197817My lord hath interest in them, I will keep them

1.7.198818In my bedchamber.

In my bedchamber. They are in a trunk

1.7.199820Attended by my men. I will make bold

1.7.200821To send them to you, only for this night;

1.7.201822I must aboard tomorrow.

I must aboard tomorrow. Oh, no, no.

Yes, I beseech, or I shall short my word

1.7.203825By length'ning my return. From Gallia,

1.7.204826I crossed the seas on purpose and on promise

1.7.205827To see Your Grace.

To see Your Grace. I thank you for your pains,

1.7.206829But not away tomorrow.

But not away tomorrow. Oh, I must, madam;

1.7.207831Therefore, I shall beseech you, if you please

1.7.208832To greet your lord with writing, do't tonight.

1.7.209833I have outstood my time, which is material

1.7.210834To th' tender of our present.

To th' tender of our present. I will write.

1.7.211836Send your trunk to me; it shall safe be kept

1.7.212837And truly yielded you. You're very welcome.

Was there ever man had such luck, when I kissed 841the jack, upon an upcast to be hit away? I had a 842hundred pound on't. And then a whoreson jackanapes 843must take me up for swearing as if I borrowed mine 844oaths of him and might not spend them at my pleasure.

What got he by that? You have broke his pate 846with your bowl.

2.1.48472 Lord [Aside]

If his wit had been like him that broke it, it would 848have run all out.

When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is 850not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths. Ha?

2.1.68512 Lord [Aside]

No, my Lord, nor crop the ears of them.

Whoreson dog. I gave him satisfaction! Would 853he had been one of my rank.

2.1.88542 Lord [Aside]

To have smelled like a fool.

I am not vexed more at anything in th'earth. A 856pox on't! I had rather not be so noble as I am. They dare 857not fight with me because of the Queen my 858mother. Every jack-slave hath his belly full of fighting, 859and I must go up and down like a cock that nobody 860can match.

2.1.108612 Lord [Aside]

You are cock and capon too, and you crow, 862cock, with your comb on.

Sayst thou?

It is not fit your lordship should undertake every 865companion that you give offense to.

No, I know that; but it is fit I should commit 867offense to my inferiors.

Aye, it is fit for your lordship only.

Why, so I say.

Did you hear of a stranger that's come to court 871tonight?

A stranger, and I not know on't?

2.1.188732 Lord [Aside]

He's a strange fellow himself and knows it not.

There's an Italian come, and 'tis thought one of 875Leonatus' friends.

Leonatus? A banished rascal, and he's another, 877whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger?

One of your lordship's pages.

Is it fit I went to look upon him? Is there no 880derogation in't?

You cannot derogate, my Lord.

Not easily, I think.

2.1.258832 Lord [Aside]

You are a fool granted; therefore, your issues, 884being foolish, do not derogate.

Come, I'll go see this Italian. What I have lost 886today at bowls, I'll win tonight of him. Come; go.

I'll attend your lordship.

2.1.29888That such a crafty devil as is his mother

2.1.30889Should yield the world this ass! A woman that

2.1.31890Bears all down with her brain, and this her son

2.1.32891Cannot take two from twenty for his heart

2.1.33892And leave eighteen. Alas, poor princess,

2.1.34893Thou divine Imogen, what thou endur'st

2.1.35894Betwixt a father by thy stepdame governed,

2.1.36895A mother hourly coining plots, a wooer

2.1.37896More hateful than the foul expulsion is

2.1.38897Of thy dear husband, than that horrid act

2.1.39898Of the divorce he'd make. The heavens hold firm

2.1.40899The walls of thy dear honor. Keep unshaked

2.1.41900That temple, thy fair mind, that thou mayst stand

2.1.42901T'enjoy thy banished lord and this great land.

Who's there? My woman, Helen?

Who's there? My woman, Helen? Please you, madam.

What hour is it?

What hour is it? Almost midnight, madam.

I have read three hours then. 909Mine eyes are weak;

2.2.5910Fold down the leaf where I have left. To bed.

2.2.6911Take not away the taper; leave it burning;

2.2.7912And if thou canst awake by four o'th' clock,

2.2.8913I prithee call me.

I prithee call me. Sleep hath seized me wholly.

2.2.9914To your protection I commend me, gods;

2.2.10915From fairies and the tempters of the night,

2.2.11916Guard me, beseech ye.

The crickets sing, and man's o'er-labored sense

2.2.15919Repairs itself by rest. Our Tarquin thus

2.2.16920Did softly press the rushes ere he wakened

2.2.17921The chastity he wounded. Cytherea,

2.2.18922How bravely thou becom'st thy bed, fresh lily,

2.2.19923And whiter than the sheets. That I might touch,

2.2.20924But kiss, one kiss. Rubies unparagoned,

2.2.21925How dearly they do't: 'tis her breathing that

2.2.22926Perfumes the chamber thus. The flame o'th' taper

2.2.23927Bows toward her and would underpeep her lids

2.2.24928To see th'enclosed lights, now canopied

2.2.25929Under these windows, white and azure laced

2.2.26930With blue of heaven's own tinct. But my design,

2.2.27931To note the chamber. I will write all down.

2.2.28932Such and such pictures; there the window; such

2.2.29933Th'adornment of her bed; the arras, figures,

2.2.30934Why, such and such; and the contents o'th' story.

2.2.31935Ah, but some natural notes about her body

2.2.32936Above ten thousand meaner moveables

2.2.33937Would testify, t'enrich mine inventory.

2.2.34938O sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon her,

2.2.35939And be her sense but as a monument

2.2.36940Thus in a chapel lying. Come off, come off;

2.2.38941As slippery as the Gordian knot was hard.

2.2.39942'Tis mine, and this will witness outwardly

2.2.40943As strongly as the conscience does within

2.2.41944To th' madding of her lord. On her left breast,

2.2.42945A mole cinq-spotted, like the crimson drops

2.2.43946I'th' bottom of a cowslip. Here's a voucher

2.2.44947Stronger than ever law could make; this secret

2.2.45948Will force him think I have picked the lock and ta'en

2.2.46949The treasure of her honor. No more: to what end?

2.2.47950Why should I write this down that's riveted,

2.2.48951Screwed to my memory? She hath been reading late

2.2.49952The tale of Tereus; here the leaf's turned down

2.2.50953Where Philomel gave up. I have enough.

2.2.51954To th' trunk again, and shut the spring of it.

2.2.52955Swift, swift, you dragons of the night, that dawning

2.2.53956May bare the raven's eye. I lodge in fear:

2.2.54957Though this a heavenly angel, hell is here.

2.2.56959One, two, three: time, time.

Your lordship is the most patient man in loss, the 963most coldest that ever turned up ace.

It would make any man cold to lose.

But not every man patient after the noble temper 966of your lordship: you are most hot and furious when 967you win.

Winning will put any man into courage. If I could get 969this foolish Imogen, I should have gold enough. It's 970almost morning, is't not?

Day, my Lord.

I would this music would come. I am 973advised to give her music o' mornings; they say it will 974penetrate.

2.3.9975Come on, tune. If you can penetrate her with your 976fingering, so; we'll try with tongue, too. If none will do, let 977her remain, but I'll never give o'er. First, a very 978excellent good conceited thing; after, a wonderful sweet air 979with admirable rich words to it, and then let her 980consider.

989So, get you gone. If this penetrate, I will consider your 990music the better; if it do not, it is a voice in her ears 991which horse-hairs and calves' guts nor the voice of 992unpaved eunuch to boot can never amend.

Here comes the King.

I am glad I was up so late, for that's the reason 996I was up so early. He cannot choose but take this 997service I have done fatherly. -- Good morrow to Your 998Majesty and to my gracious mother.

Attend you here the door of our stern daughter?

2.3.251000Will she not forth?

I have assailed her with musics, but she 1002vouchsafes no notice.

The exile of her minion is too new;

2.3.281004She hath not yet forgot him. Some more time

2.3.291005Must wear the print of his remembrance on't,

2.3.301006And then she's yours.

And then she's yours. You are most bound to th' King,

2.3.311008Who lets go by no vantages that may

2.3.321009Prefer you to his daughter. Frame yourself

2.3.331010To orderly solicits and be friended

2.3.341011With aptness of the season; make denials

2.3.351012Increase your services; so seem as if

2.3.361013You were inspired to do those duties which

2.3.371014You tender to her, that you in all obey her

2.3.381015Save when command to your dismission tends,

2.3.391016And therein you are senseless.

And therein you are senseless. Senseless? Not so.

So like you, sir, ambassadors from Rome;

2.3.421019The one is Caius Lucius.

The one is Caius Lucius. A worthy fellow

2.3.431021Albeit he comes on angry purpose now,

2.3.441022But that's no fault of his. We must receive him

2.3.451023According to the honor of his sender,

2.3.461024And towards himself, his goodness forespent on us,

2.3.471025We must extend our notice. Our dear son,

2.3.481026When you have given good morning to your mistress,

2.3.491027Attend the Queen and us; we shall have need

2.3.501028T'employ you towards this Roman. 1029Come, our Queen.

If she be up, I'll speak with her; if not,

2.3.531031Let her lie still and dream. -- By your leave, ho! --

2.3.541032I know her women are about her; what

2.3.551033If I do line one of their hands? 'Tis gold

2.3.561034Which buys admittance (oft it doth), yea, and makes

2.3.571035Diana's rangers false themselves, yield up

2.3.581036Their deer to th' stand o'th' stealer; and 'tis gold

2.3.591037Which makes the true man killed and saves the thief --

2.3.601038Nay, sometime hangs both thief and true man. What

2.3.611039Can it not do, and undo? I will make

2.3.621040One of her women lawyer to me, for

2.3.631041I yet not understand the case myself. --

2.3.641042By your leave.

Who's there that knocks?

Who's there that knocks? A gentleman.

Who's there that knocks? A gentleman. No more?

Yes, and a gentlewoman's son.

Yes, and a gentlewoman's son. That's more

2.3.701049Than some whose tailors are as dear as yours

2.3.711050Can justly boast of. What's your lordship's pleasure?

Your lady's person. Is she ready?

Your lady's person. Is she ready? Aye,

2.3.73To keep her chamber.

To keep her chamber. There is gold for you;

2.3.741054Sell me your good report.

Sell me your good report. How, my good name?

2.3.75Or to report of you 1056what I shall think

2.3.76Is good? The princess.

Good morrow, fairest; Sister, your sweet hand.

Good morrow, sir; you lay out too much pains

2.3.801060For purchasing but trouble. The thanks I give

2.3.811061Is telling you that I am poor of thanks

2.3.821062And scarce can spare them.

And scarce can spare them. Still I swear I love you.

If you but said so, 'twere as deep with me;

2.3.841065If you swear still, your recompense is still

2.3.851066That I regard it not.

That I regard it not. This is no answer.

But that you shall not say I yield, being silent,

2.3.871069I would not speak. I pray you spare me; faith,

2.3.881070I shall unfold equal discourtesy

2.3.891071To your best kindness. One of your great knowing

2.3.901072Should learn, being taught, forbearance.

To leave you in your madness 'twere my sin;

2.3.921074I will not.

Fools are not mad folks.

Do you call me fool?

Do you call me fool? As I am mad, I do:

2.3.951078If you'll be patient, I'll no more be mad;

2.3.961079That cures us both. I am much sorry, sir,

2.3.971080You put me to forget a lady's manners

2.3.981081By being so verbal; and learn now, for all,

2.3.991082That I which know my heart do here pronounce

2.3.1001083By th' very truth of it, I care not for you

2.3.1011084And am so near the lack of charity --

2.3.1021085To accuse myself -- I hate you, which I had rather

2.3.1031086You felt than make't my boast.

You felt than make't my boast. You sin against

2.3.1041088Obedience which you owe your father, for

2.3.1051089The contract you pretend with that base wretch,

2.3.1061090One bred of alms and fostered with cold dishes,

2.3.1071091With scraps o'th' court, it is no contract, none.

2.3.1081092And though it be allowed in meaner parties --

2.3.1091093Yet who than he more mean? -- to knit their souls,

2.3.1101094On whom there is no more dependency

2.3.1111095But brats and beggary, in self-figured knot,

2.3.1121096Yet you are curbed from that enlargement by

2.3.1131097The consequence o'th' crown and must not foil

2.3.1141098The precious note of it with a base slave,

2.3.1151099A hilding for a livery, a squire's cloth,

2.3.1161100A pantler -- not so eminent.

A pantler -- not so eminent. Profane fellow!

2.3.1171102Wert thou the son of Jupiter and no more

2.3.1181103But what thou art besides, thou wert too base

2.3.1191104To be his groom. Thou wert dignified enough

2.3.1201105Even to the point of envy if 'twere made

2.3.1211106Comparative for your virtues to be styled

2.3.1221107The under-hangman of his kingdom, and hated

2.3.1231108For being preferred so well.

For being preferred so well. The south fog rot him!

He never can meet more mischance than come

2.3.1251111To be but named of thee. His meanest garment

2.3.1261112That ever hath but clipped his body is dearer

2.3.1271113In my respect than all the hairs above thee,

2.3.1281114Were they all made such men. How now, Pisanio?

His garment? Now the devil!

2.3.1311117Imogen [To Pisanio]

To Dorothy my woman hie thee presently.

His garment?

His garment? 1119Imogen [To Pisanio]

I am sprighted with a fool,

2.3.1331120Frighted, and angered worse. Go bid my woman

2.3.1341121Search for a jewel that too casually

2.3.1351122Hath left mine arm; it was thy master's. Shrew me

2.3.1361123If I would loose it for a revenue

2.3.1371124Of any king's in Europe. I do think

2.3.1381125I saw't this morning; confident I am,

2.3.1391126Last night 'twas on mine arm; I kissed it.

2.3.1401127I hope it be not gone to tell my lord

2.3.1411128That I kiss aught but he.

That I kiss aught but he. 'Twill not be lost.

I hope so; go and search.

I hope so; go and search. You have abused me.

2.3.1431132His meanest garment?

His meanest garment? Aye, I said so, sir;

2.3.1441134If you will make't an action, call witness to't.

I will inform your father.

I will inform your father. Your mother, too:

2.3.1461137She's my good lady and will conceive, I hope,

2.3.1471138But the worst of me. So I leave you, sir,

2.3.1481139To th' worst of discontent.

To th' worst of discontent. I'll be revenged:

2.3.1491141His meanest garment? Well.

Fear it not, sir. I would I were so sure

2.4.31145To win the King as I am bold her honor

2.4.41146Will remain hers.

Will remain hers. What means do you make to him?

Not any, but abide the change of time,

2.4.61149Quake in the present winter's state and wish

2.4.71150That warmer days would come. In these feared hopes

2.4.81151I barely gratify your love; they failing,

2.4.91152I must die much your debtor.

Your very goodness and your company

2.4.111154O'erpays all I can do. By this your King

2.4.121155Hath heard of Great Augustus; Caius Lucius

2.4.131156Will do's commission throughly. And I think

2.4.141157He'll grant the tribute, send th'arrearages,

2.4.151158Or look upon our Romans, whose remembrance

2.4.161159Is yet fresh in their grief.

Is yet fresh in their grief. I do believe,

2.4.171161Statist though I am none, nor like to be,

2.4.181162That this will prove a war, and you shall hear

2.4.191163The legion now in Gallia sooner landed

2.4.201164In our not-fearing Britain than have tidings

2.4.211165Of any penny tribute paid. Our countrymen

2.4.221166Are men more ordered than when Julius Caesar

2.4.231167Smiled at their lack of skill but found their courage

2.4.241168Worthy his frowning at. Their discipline,

2.4.251169Now wing-led with their courages, will make known

2.4.261170To their approvers they are people such

2.4.271171That mend upon the world.

That mend upon the world. See Iachimo.

The swiftest harts have posted you by land,

2.4.291174And winds of all the corners kissed your sails

2.4.301175To make your vessel nimble.

To make your vessel nimble. Welcome, sir.

I hope the briefness of your answer made

2.4.321178The speediness of your return.

The speediness of your return. Your lady

2.4.331180Is one of the fairest that I have looked upon.

And therewithal the best, or let her beauty

2.4.351182Look through a casement to allure false hearts

2.4.361183And be false with them.

And be false with them. Here are letters for you.

Their tenor good, I trust.

Their tenor good, I trust. 'Tis very like.

Was Caius Lucius in the Britain court

2.4.391188When you were there?

When you were there? He was expected then,

2.4.401190But not approached.

But not approached. 1191Posthumus [Aside]

All is well yet. --

2.4.411192Sparkles this stone as it was wont, or is't not

2.4.421193Too dull for your good wearing?

Too dull for your good wearing? If I have lost it,

2.4.431195I should have lost the worth of it in gold;

2.4.441196I'll make a journey twice as far t'enjoy

2.4.451197A second night of such sweet shortness which

2.4.461198Was mine in Britain, for the ring is won.

The stone's too hard to come by.

The stone's too hard to come by. Not a whit,

2.4.481201Your lady being so easy.

Your lady being so easy. Make not, sir,

2.4.491203Your loss, your sport. I hope you know that we

2.4.501204Must not continue friends.

Must not continue friends. Good sir, we must

2.4.511206If you keep covenant. Had I not brought

2.4.521207The knowledge of your mistress home, I grant

2.4.531208We were to question farther; but I now

2.4.541209Profess myself the winner of her honor,

2.4.551210Together with your ring, and not the wronger

2.4.561211Of her or you, having proceeded but

2.4.571212By both your wills.

By both your wills. If you can make't apparent

2.4.581214That you have tasted her in bed, my hand

2.4.591215And ring is yours. If not, the foul opinion

2.4.601216You had of her pure honor gains or loses

2.4.611217Your sword or mine, or masterless leave both

2.4.621218To who shall find them.

To who shall find them. Sir, my circumstances

2.4.631220Being so near the truth as I will make them

2.4.641221Must first induce you to believe; whose strength

2.4.651222I will confirm with oath, which I doubt not

2.4.661223You'll give me leave to spare when you shall find

2.4.671224You need it not.

You need it not. Proceed.

You need it not. Proceed. First, her bedchamber,

2.4.691227Where I confess I slept not, but profess

2.4.701228Had that was well worth watching. It was hanged

2.4.711229With tapestry of silk and silver; the story,

2.4.721230Proud Cleopatra when she met her Roman

2.4.731231And Cydnus swelled above the banks, or for

2.4.741232The press of boats or pride -- a piece of work

2.4.751233So bravely done, so rich, that it did strive

2.4.761234In workmanship and value, which I wondered

2.4.771235Could be so rarely and exactly wrought

2.4.781236Since the true life on't was --

Since the true life on't was -- This is true,

2.4.791238And this you might have heard of here by me

2.4.801239Or by some other.

Or by some other. More particulars

2.4.811241Must justify my knowledge.

Must justify my knowledge. So they must,

2.4.821243Or do your honor injury.

Or do your honor injury. The chimney

2.4.831245Is south the chamber; and the chimney-piece,

2.4.841246Chaste Dian, bathing. Never saw I figures

2.4.851247So likely to report themselves. The cutter

2.4.861248Was as another Nature; dumb, outwent her:

2.4.871249Motion and breath left out.

Motion and breath left out. This is a thing

2.4.881251Which you might from relation likewise reap,

2.4.891252Being, as it is, much spoke of.

Being, as it is, much spoke of. The roof o'th' chamber

2.4.901254With golden cherubins is fretted. Her andirons --

2.4.911255I had forgot them -- were two winking Cupids

2.4.921256Of silver, each on one foot standing, nicely

2.4.931257Depending on their brands.

Depending on their brands. This is her honor!

2.4.941259Let it be granted you have seen all this (and praise

2.4.951260Be given to your remembrance), the description

2.4.961261Of what is in her chamber nothing saves

2.4.971262The wager you have laid.

The wager you have laid. Then if you can

2.4.981264Be pale, I beg but leave to air this jewel:

Be pale, I beg but leave to air this jewel: See,

2.4.991265And now 'tis up again. It must be married

2.4.1001266To that your diamond. I'll keep them.

To that your diamond. I'll keep them. Jove --

2.4.1011268Once more let me behold it. Is it that

2.4.1021269Which I left with her?

Which I left with her? Sir, I thank her that

2.4.1031271She stripped it from her arm; I see her yet.

2.4.1041272Her pretty action did outsell her gift,

2.4.1051273And yet enriched it, too. She gave it me

2.4.1061274And said she prized it once.

And said she prized it once. Maybe she plucked it off

2.4.1071276To send it me.

To send it me. She writes so to you? Doth she?

Oh, no, no, no, 'tis true. Here, take this, too;

2.4.1101279It is a basilisk unto mine eye,

2.4.1111280Kills me to look on't. Let there be no honor

2.4.1121281Where there is beauty; truth, where semblance; love,

2.4.1131282Where there's another man. The vows of women

2.4.1141283Of no more bondage be to where they are made

2.4.1151284Than they are to their virtues, which is nothing.

2.4.1161285Oh, above measure false!

Oh, above measure false! Have patience, sir,

2.4.1171287And take your ring again; 'tis not yet won.

2.4.1181288It may be probable she lost it, or

2.4.1191289Who knows if one her women, being corrupted,

2.4.1201290Hath stolen it from her.

Hath stolen it from her. Very true,

2.4.1211292And so I hope he came by't. Back, my ring.

2.4.1231293Render to me some corporal sign about her

2.4.1241294More evident than this, for this was stolen.

By Jupiter, I had it from her arm.

Hark you, he swears; by Jupiter he swears.

2.4.1271297'Tis true. Nay, keep the ring; 'tis true. I am sure

2.4.1281298She would not lose it; her attendants are

2.4.1291299All sworn and honorable: they induced to steal it?

2.4.1301300And by a stranger? No; he hath enjoyed her.

2.4.1311301The cognizance of her incontinency

2.4.1321302Is this. She hath bought the name of whore thus dearly.

2.4.1331303There, take thy hire, and all the fiends of hell

2.4.1341304Divide themselves between you.

Sir, be patient.

2.4.1361306This is not strong enough to be believed

2.4.1371307Of one persuaded well of.

Of one persuaded well of. Never talk on't:

2.4.1381309She hath been colted by him.

She hath been colted by him. If you seek

2.4.1391311For further satisfying, under her breast

2.4.1401312(Worthy her pressing) lies a mole, right proud

2.4.1411313Of that most delicate lodging. By my life

2.4.1421314I kissed it, and it gave me present hunger

2.4.1431315To feed again, though full. You do remember

2.4.1441316This stain upon her?

This stain upon her? Aye, and it doth confirm

2.4.1451318Another stain as big as hell can hold,

2.4.1461319Were there no more but it.

Were there no more but it. Will you hear more?

Spare your arithmetic; 1322never count the turns:

2.4.148Once, and a million.

Once, and a million. I'll be sworn --

Once, and a million. I'll be sworn -- No swearing.

2.4.1501325If you will swear you have not done't, you lie;

2.4.1511326And I will kill thee, if thou dost deny

2.4.1521327Thou'st made me cuckold.

Thou'st made me cuckold. I'll deny nothing.

Oh, that I had her here to tear her limb-meal;

2.4.1551330I will go there and do't i'th' court, before

2.4.1561331Her father. I'll do something.

Her father. I'll do something. Quite besides

2.4.1571333The government of patience. You have won.

2.4.1581334Let's follow him and pervert the present wrath

2.4.1591335He hath against himself.

He hath against himself. With all my heart.

Is there no way for men to be but women

2.5.31339Must be half-workers? We are all bastards,

2.5.41340And that most venerable man which I

2.5.51341Did call my father was I know not where

2.5.61342When I was stamped. Some coiner with his tools

2.5.71343Made me a counterfeit, yet my mother seemed

2.5.81344The Dian of that time; so doth my wife

2.5.91345The nonpareil of this. Oh, vengeance, vengeance!

2.5.101346Me of my lawful pleasure she restrained

2.5.111347And prayed me oft forbearance, did it with

2.5.121348A pudency so rosy the sweet view on't

2.5.131349Might well have warmed old Saturn 1350that I thought her

2.5.141351As chaste as unsunned snow. Oh, all the devils!

2.5.151352This yellow Iachimo in an hour, was't not?

2.5.161353Or less? At first perchance he spoke not but

2.5.171354Like a full-acorned boar, a German one,

2.5.181355Cried "Oh" and mounted; found no opposition

2.5.191356But what he looked for should oppose, and she

2.5.201357Should from encounter guard. Could I find out

2.5.211358The woman's part in me -- for there's no motion

2.5.221359That tends to vice in man but I affirm

2.5.231360It is the woman's part -- be it lying, note it,

2.5.241361The woman's; flattering, hers; deceiving, hers;

2.5.251362Lust and rank thoughts, hers, hers; revenges, hers;

2.5.261363Ambitions, covetings, change of prides, disdain,

2.5.271364Nice-longing, slanders, mutability --

2.5.281365All faults that [have a] name, nay, that Hell knows, 1366Why, hers, in part, or all -- but rather all,

2.5.29For even to vice

2.5.301367They are not constant but are changing still,

2.5.311368One vice but of a minute old for one

2.5.321369Not half so old as that. I'll write against them,

2.5.331370Detest them, curse them, yet 'tis greater skill

2.5.341371In a true hate to pray they have their will:

2.5.351372The very devils cannot plague them better.

Now say, what would Augustus Caesar with us?

When Julius Caesar, whose remembrance yet

3.1.41379Lives in men's eyes, and will to ears and tongues

3.1.51380Be theme and hearing ever, was in this Britain

3.1.61381And conquered it, Cassibelan, thine uncle,

3.1.71382Famous in Caesar's praises no whit less

3.1.81383Than in his feats deserving it, for him

3.1.91384And his succession granted Rome a tribute,

3.1.101385Yearly three thousand pounds, which by thee lately

3.1.111386Is left untendered.

Is left untendered. And, to kill the marvel,

3.1.121388Shall be so ever.

There be many Caesars 1390ere such another Julius. Britain's a world 1391by itself, and we will nothing pay 1392for wearing our own noses.

That opportunity

3.1.151394Which then they had to take from's, to resume

3.1.161395We have again. Remember, sir, my liege,

3.1.171396The kings your ancestors, together with

3.1.181397The natural bravery of your isle, which stands

3.1.191398As Neptune's park, ribbed and paled in

3.1.201399With oaks unscalable and roaring waters,

3.1.211400With sands that will not bear your enemies' boats

3.1.221401But suck them up to th' topmast. A kind of conquest

3.1.231402Caesar made here, but made not here his brag

3.1.241403Of "came and saw and overcame"; with shame,

3.1.251404The first that ever touched him, he was carried

3.1.261405From off our coast, twice beaten; and his shipping,

3.1.271406Poor ignorant baubles, on our terrible seas

3.1.281407Like eggshells moved upon their surges, cracked

3.1.291408As easily 'gainst our rocks; for joy whereof

3.1.301409The famed Cassibelan, who was once at point

3.1.311410(O giglet Fortune) to master Caesar's sword,

3.1.321411Made Luds-Town with rejoicing fires bright,

3.1.331412And Britons strut with courage.

Come, there's no more tribute to be paid. Our 1414kingdom is stronger than it was at that time, and, as I 1415said, there is no more such Caesars. Other of them may have 1416crook'd noses, but to owe such straight arms, none.

Son, let your mother end.

We have yet many among us can grip as hard 1419as Cassibelan; I do not say I am one, but I have a hand. 1420Why tribute? Why should we pay tribute? If

Caesar 1421can hide the sun from us with a blanket or put the moon 1422in his pocket, we will pay him tribute for light; else, sir, 1423no more tribute, pray you now.

You must know,

3.1.381425Till the injurious Romans did extort

3.1.391426This tribute from us, we were free. Caesar's ambition,

3.1.401427Which swelled so much that it did almost stretch

3.1.411428The sides o'th' world, against all color here

3.1.421429Did put the yoke upon's; which to shake off

3.1.431430Becomes a warlike people, whom we reckon

3.1.441431Ourselves to be, we do. Say then to Caesar,

3.1.451432Our ancestor was that Mulmutius which

3.1.461433Ordained our laws, whose use the sword of Caesar

3.1.471434Hath too much mangled, whose repair and franchise

3.1.481435Shall by the power we hold be our good deed,

3.1.491436Though Rome be therefore angry. Mulmutius made our laws

3.1.501437Who was the first of Britain, which did put

3.1.511438His brows within a golden crown and called

3.1.521439Himself a king.

Himself a king. I am sorry, Cymbeline,

3.1.531441That I am to pronounce Augustus Caesar

3.1.541442(Caesar, that hath more kings his servants than

3.1.551443Thyself domestic officers) thine enemy;

3.1.561444Receive it from me, then. War and confusion

3.1.571445In Caesar's name pronounce I 'gainst thee; look

3.1.581446For fury not to be resisted. Thus defied,

3.1.591447I thank thee for myself.

I thank thee for myself. Thou art welcome, Caius.

3.1.601449Thy Caesar knighted me; my youth I spent

3.1.611450Much under him; of him, I gathered honor,

3.1.621451Which he to seek of me again, perforce,

3.1.631452Behooves me keep at utterance. I am perfect

3.1.641453That the Pannonians and Dalmatians for

3.1.651454Their liberties are now in arms, a precedent

3.1.661455Which not to read would show the Britons cold;

3.1.671456So Caesar shall not find them.

So Caesar shall not find them. Let proof speak.

His Majesty bids you welcome. Make 1459pastime with us a day or two, or longer; if you seek us 1460afterwards in other terms, you shall find us in our 1461saltwater girdle. If you beat us out of it, it is yours; if you 1462fall in the adventure, our crows shall fare the better for 1463you: and there's an end.

So, sir.

I know your master's pleasure, and he mine;

3.1.711466All the remain is welcome.

How? Of adultery? Wherefore write you not

3.2.31470What monsters her accuse? Leonatus,

3.2.41471Oh, master, what a strange infection

3.2.51472Is fallen into thy ear? What false Italian,

3.2.61473As poisonous-tongued as -handed, hath prevailed

3.2.71474On thy too-ready hearing? Disloyal? No.

3.2.81475She's punished for her truth and undergoes

3.2.91476More goddess-like than wife-like such assaults

3.2.101477As would take in some virtue. Oh, my master,

3.2.111478Thy mind to her is now as low as were

3.2.121479Thy fortunes. How, that I should murder her

3.2.131480Upon the love and truth and vows which I

3.2.141481Have made to thy command? I, her? Her blood?

3.2.151482If it be so to do good service, never

3.2.161483Let me be counted serviceable. How look I,

3.2.171484That I should seem to lack humanity

3.2.181485So much as this fact comes to? "Do't. The letter

3.2.191486That I have sent her by her own command

3.2.201487Shall give thee opportunity." O damned paper,

3.2.211488Black as the ink that's on thee, senseless bauble,

3.2.221489Art thou a fedary for this act and lookst

3.2.231490So virgin-like without? Lo, here she comes.

3.2.251492I am ignorant in what I am commanded.

How now, Pisanio?

Madam, here is a letter from my lord.

Who, thy lord? That is my lord Leonatus?

3.2.291496Oh, learned indeed were that astronomer

3.2.301497That knew the stars as I his characters;

3.2.311498He'd lay the future open. You good gods,

3.2.321499Let what is here contained relish of love,

3.2.331500Of my lord's health, of his content -- yet not

3.2.341501That we two are asunder; let that grieve him:

3.2.351502Some griefs are med'cinable; that is one of them,

3.2.361503For it doth physic love -- of his content

3.2.371504All but in that. Good wax, thy leave; blessed be

3.2.381505You bees that make these locks of counsel. Lovers

3.2.391506And men in dangerous bonds pray not alike;

3.2.401507Though forfeiters you cast in prison, yet

3.2.411508You clasp young Cupid's tables. Good news, gods.

3.2.441516Oh, for a horse with wings! Hearst thou, Pisanio?

3.2.451517He is at Milford Haven. Read, and tell me

3.2.461518How far 'tis thither. If one of mean affairs

3.2.471519May plod it in a week, why may not I

3.2.481520Glide thither in a day? Then, true Pisanio,

3.2.491521Who longst like me to see thy lord, who longst --

3.2.501522Oh, let me bate -- but not like me; yet longst,

3.2.511523But in a fainter kind. Oh, not like me,

3.2.521524For mine's beyond, beyond. Say, and speak thick

3.2.531525(Love's counselor should fill the bores of hearing

3.2.541526To th' smothering of the sense) how far it is

3.2.551527To this same blessed Milford. And by th' way

3.2.561528Tell me how Wales was made so happy as

3.2.571529T'inherit such a haven. But first of all,

3.2.581530How we may steal from hence, and for the gap

3.2.591531That we shall make in time from our hence-going

3.2.601532And our return to excuse -- but first, how get hence.

3.2.611533Why should excuse be born or ere begot?

3.2.621534We'll talk of that hereafter. Prithee speak:

3.2.631535How many score of miles may we well ride

3.2.641536'Twixt hour and hour?

'Twixt hour and hour? One score 'twixt sun and sun,

3.2.651538Madam, 's enough for you, and too much too.

Why, one that rode to's execution, man,

3.2.671540Could never go so slow. I have heard of riding wagers

3.2.681541Where horses have been nimbler than the sands

3.2.691542That run i'th' clock's behalf. But this is foolery.

3.2.701543Go, bid my woman feign a sickness, say

3.2.711544She'll home to her father; and provide me presently

3.2.721545A riding suit no costlier than would fit

3.2.731546A franklin's housewife.

A franklin's housewife. Madam, you're best consider.

I see before me, man, nor here, nor here,

3.2.751549Nor what ensues but have a fog in them

3.2.761550That I cannot look through. Away, I prithee;

3.2.771551Do as I bid thee. There's no more to say:

3.2.781552Accessible is none but Milford way.

A goodly day not to keep house with such

3.3.31556Whose roof's as low as ours. Stoop, boys; this gate

3.3.41557Instructs you how t'adore the heavens and bows you

3.3.51558To a morning's holy office. The gates of monarchs

3.3.61559Are arched so high that giants may jet through

3.3.71560And keep their impious turbans on without

3.3.81561Good morrow to the sun. Hail thou, fair Heaven:

3.3.91562We house i'th' rock yet use thee not so hardly

3.3.101563As prouder livers do.

As prouder livers do. Hail, Heaven.

As prouder livers do. Hail, Heaven. Hail, Heaven.

Now for our mountain sport: up to yond hill;

3.3.131567Your legs are young; I'll tread these flats. Consider,

3.3.141568When you above perceive me like a crow,

3.3.151569That it is place which lessens and sets off,

3.3.161570And you may then revolve what tales I have told you

3.3.171571Of courts, of princes, of the tricks in war.

3.3.181572This service is not service so being done,

3.3.191573But being so allowed. To apprehend thus

3.3.201574Draws us a profit from all things we see,

3.3.211575And often to our comfort shall we find

3.3.221576The sharded beetle in a safer hold

3.3.231577Than is the full-winged eagle. Oh, this life

3.3.241578Is nobler than attending for a check,

3.3.251579Richer than doing nothing for a babe,

3.3.261580Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk:

3.3.271581Such gain the cap of him that makes him fine

3.3.281582Yet keeps his book uncrossed. No life to ours!

Out of your proof you speak; we poor unfledged

3.3.301584Have never winged from view o'th' nest, nor knows not

3.3.311585What air's from home. Haply this life is best

3.3.321586(If quiet life be best), sweeter to you

3.3.331587That have a sharper known, well corresponding

3.3.341588With your stiff age; but unto us it is

3.3.351589A cell of ignorance, travailing abed,

3.3.361590A prison for a debtor that not dares

3.3.371591To stride a limit.

To stride a limit. What should we speak of

3.3.381593When we are old as you, when we shall hear

3.3.391594The rain and wind beat dark December? How

3.3.401595In this our pinching cave shall we discourse

3.3.411596The freezing hours away? We have seen nothing;

3.3.421597We are beastly: subtle as the fox for prey,

3.3.431598Like warlike as the wolf for what we eat.

3.3.441599Our valor is to chase what flies; our cage

3.3.451600We make a choir as doth the prisoned bird,

3.3.461601And sing our bondage freely.

And sing our bondage freely. How you speak!

3.3.471603Did you but know the city's usuries

3.3.481604And felt them knowingly: the art o'th' court,

3.3.491605As hard to leave as keep, whose top to climb

3.3.501606Is certain falling, or so slippery that

3.3.511607The fear's as bad as falling; the toil o'th' war,

3.3.521608A pain that only seems to seek out danger

3.3.531609I'th' name of fame and honor which dies i'th' search,

3.3.541610And hath as oft a sland'rous epitaph

3.3.551611As record of fair act -- nay, many times

3.3.561612Doth ill deserve by doing well; what's worse,

3.3.571613Must curtsey at the censure. O boys, this story

3.3.581614The world may read in me: my body's marked

3.3.591615With Roman swords, and my report was once

3.3.601616First, with the best of note. Cymbeline loved me,

3.3.611617And when a soldier was the theme, my name

3.3.621618Was not far off: then was I as a tree

3.3.631619Whose boughs did bend with fruit. But in one night,

3.3.641620A storm or robbery, call it what you will,

3.3.651621Shook down my mellow hangings -- nay, my leaves --

3.3.661622And left me bare to weather.

And left me bare to weather. Uncertain favor.

My fault being nothing, as I have told you oft,

3.3.681625But that two villains, whose false oaths prevailed

3.3.691626Before my perfect honor, swore to Cymbeline

3.3.701627I was confederate with the Romans. So

3.3.711628Followed my banishment, and this twenty years

3.3.721629This rock and these demesnes have been my world,

3.3.731630Where I have lived at honest freedom, paid

3.3.741631More pious debts to Heaven than in all

3.3.751632The fore-end of my time. But up to th' mountains!

3.3.761633This is not hunters' language. He that strikes

3.3.771634The venison first shall be the Lord o'th' Feast;

3.3.781635To him the other two shall minister,

3.3.791636And we will fear no poison, which attends

3.3.801637In place of greater state.

3.3.811638I'll meet you in the valleys.

3.3.831639How hard it is to hide the sparks of Nature!

3.3.841640These boys know little they are sons to th' King,

3.3.851641Nor Cymbeline dreams that they are alive.

3.3.861642They think they are mine, 1643and though trained up thus meanly

3.3.871644I'th' cave, wherein the bow their thoughts do hit

3.3.881645The roofs of palaces, and Nature prompts them

3.3.891646In simple and low things to prince it much

3.3.901647Beyond the trick of others. This Polydore,

3.3.911648The heir of Cymbeline and Britain, who

3.3.921649The King his father called Guiderius. Jove!

3.3.931650When on my three-foot stool I sit and tell

3.3.941651The warlike feats I have done, his spirits fly out

3.3.951652Into my story: say, "Thus mine enemy fell,

3.3.961653And thus I set my foot on's neck," even then

3.3.971654The princely blood flows in his cheek, he sweats,

3.3.981655Strains his young nerves, and puts himself in posture

3.3.991656That acts my words. The younger brother, Cadwal,

3.3.1001657Once Arviragus, in as like a figure

3.3.1011658Strikes life into my speech and shows much more

3.3.1021659His own conceiving. Hark, the game is roused!

3.3.1031660O Cymbeline, Heaven and my conscience knows

3.3.1041661Thou didst unjustly banish me, whereon

3.3.1051662At three and two years old I stole these babes,

3.3.1061663Thinking to bar thee of succession as

3.3.1071664Thou reftst me of my lands. Euriphile,

3.3.1081665Thou wast their nurse; they took thee for their mother,

3.3.1091666And every day do honor to her grave.

3.3.1101667Myself Belarius, that am Morgan called,

3.3.1111668They take for natural father. The game is up.

Thou toldst me when we came from horse the place

3.4.31672Was near at hand. Ne'er longed my mother so

3.4.41673To see me first as I have now. Pisanio, man,

3.4.51674Where is Posthumus? What is in thy mind

3.4.61675That makes thee stare thus? Wherefore breaks that sigh

3.4.71676From th'inward of thee? One but painted thus

3.4.81677Would be interpreted a thing perplexed

3.4.91678Beyond self-explication. Put thyself

3.4.101679Into a havior of less fear ere wildness

3.4.111680Vanquish my staider senses. What's the matter?

3.4.131681Why tenderst thou that paper to me with

3.4.141682A look untender? If't be summer news,

3.4.151683Smile to't before; if winterly, thou needst

3.4.161684But keep that countenance still.

But keep that countenance still. My husband's hand?

3.4.171685That drug-damned Italy hath out-craftied him,

3.4.181686And he's at some hard point. Speak, man: thy tongue

3.4.191687May take off some extremity which to read

3.4.201688Would be even mortal to me.

Would be even mortal to me. Please you read,

3.4.211690And you shall find me, wretched man, a thing

3.4.221691The most disdained of Fortune.

What shall I need to draw my sword? The paper

3.4.251704Hath cut her throat already. No, 'tis slander,

3.4.261705Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongue

3.4.271706Out-venoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath

3.4.281707Rides on the posting winds and doth belie

3.4.291708All corners of the world. Kings, queens, and states,

3.4.301709Maids, matrons -- nay, the secrets of the grave

3.4.311710This viperous slander enters. -- What cheer, madam?

False to his bed? What is it to be false?

3.4.331712To lie in watch there and to think on him?

3.4.341713To weep 'twixt clock and clock if Sleep charge Nature

3.4.351714To break it with a fearful dream of him

3.4.361715And cry myself awake? That's false to's bed, is it?

Alas, good lady.

I, false? Thy conscience witness. Iachimo,

3.4.391718Thou didst accuse him of incontinency.

3.4.401719Thou then look'dst like a villain; now, methinks

3.4.411720Thy favor's good enough. Some jay of Italy

3.4.421721Whose mother was her painting hath betrayed him.

3.4.431722Poor I am stale, a garment out of fashion,

3.4.441723And for I am richer than to hang by th' walls,

3.4.451724I must be ripped: to pieces with me. Oh!

3.4.461725Men's vows are women's traitors. All good seeming

3.4.471726By thy revolt, o husband, shall be thought

3.4.481727Put on for villainy; not born where't grows,

3.4.491728But worn a bait for ladies.

But worn a bait for ladies. Good madam, hear me.

True honest men being heard, like false Aeneas,

3.4.511731Were in his time thought false; and Sinon's weeping

3.4.521732Did scandal many a holy tear, took pity

3.4.531733From most true wretchedness. So thou,

Posthumus,

3.4.541734Wilt lay the leaven on all proper men:

3.4.551735Goodly and gallant shall be false and perjured

3.4.561736From thy great fail. Come, fellow; be thou honest.

3.4.571737Do thou thy master's bidding. When thou seest him,

3.4.581738A little witness my obedience. Look,

3.4.591739I draw the sword myself; take it and hit

3.4.601740The innocent mansion of my love, my heart.

3.4.611741Fear not; 'tis empty of all things but grief.

3.4.621742Thy master is not there, who was indeed

3.4.631743The riches of it. Do his bidding; strike.

3.4.641744Thou mayst be valiant in a better cause,

3.4.651745But now thou seemst a coward.

But now thou seemst a coward. Hence, vile instrument;

3.4.661747Thou shalt not damn my hand.

Thou shalt not damn my hand. Why, I must die,

3.4.671749And if I do not by thy hand, thou art

3.4.681750No servant of thy master's. Against self-slaughter

3.4.691751There is a prohibition so divine

3.4.701752That cravens my weak hand. Come, here's my heart.

3.4.711753Something's afoot! Soft, soft; we'll no defense,

3.4.721754Obedient as the scabbard. What is here?

3.4.731755The scriptures of the loyal Leonatus,

3.4.741756All turned to heresy? Away, away,

3.4.751757Corrupters of my faith. You shall no more

3.4.761758Be stomachers to my heart. Thus may poor fools

3.4.771759Believe false teachers. Though those that are betrayed

3.4.781760Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor

3.4.791761Stands in worse case of woe. And thou, Posthumus,

3.4.801762That didst set up my disobedience 'gainst the King

3.4.811763My father and makes me put into contempt the suits

3.4.821764Of princely fellows, shalt hereafter find

3.4.831765It is no act of common passage but

3.4.841766A strain of rareness; and I grieve myself

3.4.851767To think when thou shalt be disedged by her

3.4.861768That now thou tirest on how thy memory

3.4.871769Will then be panged by me. Prithee, dispatch,

3.4.881770The lamb entreats the butcher. Where's thy knife?

3.4.891771Thou art too slow to do thy master's bidding

3.4.901772When I desire it too.

When I desire it too. Oh, gracious lady,

3.4.911774Since I received command to do this business,

3.4.921775I have not slept one wink.

I have not slept one wink. Do't, and to bed then.

I'll wake mine eyeballs first.

I'll wake mine eyeballs first. Wherefore then

3.4.941779Didst undertake it? Why hast thou abused

3.4.951780So many miles with a pretense? This place?

3.4.961781Mine action and thine own? Our horses' labor?

3.4.971782The time inviting thee? The perturbed court

3.4.981783For my being absent, whereunto I never

3.4.991784Purpose return? Why hast thou gone so far

3.4.1001785To be unbent when thou hast ta'en thy stand,

3.4.1011786Th'elected deer before thee?

Th'elected deer before thee? But to win time

3.4.1021788To lose so bad employment, in the which

3.4.1031789I have considered of a course. Good lady,

3.4.1041790Hear me with patience.

Hear me with patience. Talk thy tongue weary; speak.

3.4.1051792I have heard I am a strumpet, and mine ear

3.4.1061793Therein false struck can take no greater wound

3.4.1071794Nor tent to bottom that. But speak.

Nor tent to bottom that. But speak. Then, madam,

3.4.1081796I thought you would not back again.

I thought you would not back again. Most like,

3.4.1091798Bringing me here to kill me.

Bringing me here to kill me. Not so, neither.

3.4.1101800But if I were as wise as honest, then

3.4.1111801My purpose would prove well. It cannot be

3.4.1121802But that my master is abused. Some villain --

3.4.1131803Aye, and singular in his art -- hath done you both

3.4.1141804This cursed injury.

Some Roman courtesan?

Some Roman courtesan? No, on my life.

3.4.1161807I'll give but notice you are dead and send him

3.4.1171808Some bloody sign of it, for 'tis commanded

3.4.1181809I should do so; you shall be missed at court,

3.4.1191810And that will well confirm it.

And that will well confirm it. Why, good fellow,

3.4.1201812What shall I do the while? Where bide? How live?

3.4.1211813Or in my life, what comfort, when I am

3.4.1221814Dead to my husband?

Dead to my husband? If you'll back to th' court . . .

No court, no father, nor no more ado

3.4.1241817With that harsh, noble, simple nothing,

3.4.1251818That Clotten, whose lovesuit hath been to me

3.4.1261819As fearful as a siege.

As fearful as a siege. If not at court,

3.4.1271821Then not in Britain must you bide.

Then not in Britain must you bide. Where then?

3.4.1281823Hath Britain all the sun that shines? Day, night,

3.4.1291824Are they not but in Britain? I'th' world's volume

3.4.1301825Our Britain seems as of it but not in't:

3.4.1311826In a great pool, a swan's nest. Prithee think

3.4.1321827There's livers out of Britain.

There's livers out of Britain. I am most glad

3.4.1331829You think of other place. Th'ambassador,

3.4.1341830Lucius the Roman, comes to Milford Haven

3.4.1351831Tomorrow. Now, if you could wear a mind

3.4.1361832Dark as your fortune is and but disguise

3.4.1371833That which t'appear itself must not yet be

3.4.1381834But by self-danger, you should tread a course

3.4.1391835Pretty and full of view; yea, happily, near

3.4.1401836The residence of Posthumus; so nigh, at least,

3.4.1411837That though his actions were not visible, yet

3.4.1421838Report should render him hourly to your ear

3.4.1431839As truly as he moves.

As truly as he moves. Oh, for such means,

3.4.1441841Though peril to my modesty, not death on't

3.4.1451842I would adventure.

I would adventure. Well, then, here's the point:

3.4.1461844You must forget to be a woman; change

3.4.1471845Command into obedience; fear and niceness,

3.4.1481846The handmaids of all women, or more truly

3.4.1491847Woman it pretty self, into a waggish courage,

3.4.1501848Ready in gibes, quick-answered, saucy, and

3.4.1511849As quarrellous as the weasel. Nay, you must

3.4.1521850Forget that rarest treasure of your cheek,

3.4.1531851Exposing it (but, oh, the harder heart!

3.4.1541852Alack, no remedy) to the greedy touch

3.4.1551853Of common-kissing Titan, and forget

3.4.1561854Your laborsome and dainty trims, wherein

3.4.1571855You made great Juno angry.

You made great Juno angry. Nay, be brief.

3.4.1581857I see into thy end and am almost

3.4.1591858A man already.

A man already. First, make yourself but like one.

3.4.1601860Forethinking this, I have already fit

3.4.1611861('Tis in my cloak-bag) doublet, hat, hose, all

3.4.1621862That answer to them; would you in their serving,

3.4.1631863And with what imitation you can borrow

3.4.1641864From youth of such a season, 'fore noble Lucius

3.4.1651865Present yourself, desire his service, tell him

3.4.1661866Wherein you're happy, which will make him know,

3.4.1671867If that his head have ear in music, doubtless

3.4.1681868With joy he will embrace you, for he's honorable

3.4.1691869And, doubling that, most holy. Your means abroad:

3.4.1701870You have me rich, and I will never fail

3.4.1711871Beginning nor supplyment.

Beginning nor supplyment. Thou art all the comfort

3.4.1721873The gods will diet me with. Prithee, away:

3.4.1731874There's more to be considered, but we'll even

3.4.1741875All that good time will give us. This attempt

3.4.1751876I am soldier to and will abide it with

3.4.1761877A prince's courage. Away, I prithee.

Well, madam, we must take a short farewell,

3.4.1781879Lest being missed I be suspected of

3.4.1791880Your carriage from the court. My noble mistress,

3.4.1801881Here is a box.

Here is a box. I had it from the Queen.

3.4.1811882What's in't is precious: if you are sick at sea

3.4.1821883Or stomach-qualmed at land, a dram of this

3.4.1831884Will drive away distemper. To some shade,

3.4.1841885And fit you to your manhood. May the gods

3.4.1851886Direct you to the best.

Direct you to the best. Amen; I thank thee.

Thus far, and so farewell.

Thus far, and so farewell. Thanks, royal sir.

3.5.31893My emperor hath wrote, I must from hence,

3.5.41894And am right sorry that I must report ye

3.5.51895My master's enemy.

My master's enemy. Our subjects, sir,

3.5.61897Will not endure his yoke, and for ourself

3.5.71898To show less sovereignty than they must needs

3.5.81899Appear unkinglike.

Appear unkinglike. So, sir. I desire of you

3.5.91901A conduct over land to Milford Haven.

3.5.101902Madam, all joy befall Your Grace -- and you.

My Lords, you are appointed for that office;

3.5.121904The due of honor in no point omit.

3.5.131905So farewell, noble Lucius.

So farewell, noble Lucius. 1906Lucius [To Clotten]

Your hand, my Lord.

Receive it friendly, but from this time forth

3.5.151908I wear it as your enemy.

I wear it as your enemy. Sir, the event

3.5.161910Is yet to name the winner. Fare you well.

Leave not the worthy Lucius, good my lords,

3.5.181912Till he have crossed the Severn. Happiness.

He goes hence frowning, but it honors us

3.5.211914That we have given him cause.

That we have given him cause. 'Tis all the better;

3.5.221916Your valiant Britons have their wishes in it.

Lucius hath wrote already to the emperor

3.5.241918How it goes here. It fits us therefore ripely

3.5.251919Our chariots and our horsemen be in readiness:

3.5.261920The powers that he already hath in Gallia

3.5.271921Will soon be drawn to head, from whence he moves

3.5.281922His war for Britain.

His war for Britain. 'Tis not sleepy business

3.5.291924But must be looked to speedily and strongly.

Our expectation that it would be thus

3.5.311926Hath made us forward. But, my gentle Queen,

3.5.321927Where is our daughter? She hath not appeared

3.5.331928Before the Roman, nor to us hath tendered

3.5.341929The duty of the day. She looks us like

3.5.351930A thing more made of malice than of duty;

3.5.361931We have noted it. -- Call her before us, for

3.5.371932We have been too slight in sufferance.

We have been too slight in sufferance. Royal sir,

3.5.381934Since the exile of Posthumus, most retired

3.5.391935Hath her life been, the cure whereof, my Lord,

3.5.401936'Tis time must do. Beseech Your Majesty,

3.5.411937Forbear sharp speeches to her. She's a lady

3.5.421938So tender of rebukes that words are strokes,

3.5.431939And strokes death to her.

And strokes death to her. Where is she, sir? How

3.5.441942Can her contempt be answered?

Can her contempt be answered? Please you, sir,

3.5.451944Her chambers are all locked, and there's no answer

3.5.461945That will be given to th' loud of noise we make.

My Lord, when last I went to visit her,

3.5.481947She prayed me to excuse her keeping close,

3.5.491948Whereto constrained by her infirmity

3.5.501949She should that duty leave unpaid to you

3.5.511950Which daily she was bound to proffer. This

3.5.521951She wished me to make known, but our great court

3.5.531952Made me to blame in memory.

Made me to blame in memory. Her doors locked?

3.5.541954Not seen of late? Grant heavens, that which I

3.5.551955Fear prove false.

Fear prove false. Son, I say, follow the King.

That man of hers, Pisanio, her old servant,

3.5.571958I have not seen these two days.

I have not seen these two days. Go, look after.

3.5.591960Pisanio, thou that standst so for

Posthumus,

3.5.601961He hath a drug of mine; I pray his absence

3.5.611962Proceed by swallowing that, for he believes

3.5.621963It is a thing most precious. But for her,

3.5.631964Where is she gone? Haply despair hath seized her,

3.5.641965Or, winged with fervor of her love, she's flown

3.5.651966To her desired Posthumus. Gone she is,

3.5.661967To death or to dishonor, and my end

3.5.671968Can make good use of either. She being down,

3.5.681969I have the placing of the British crown.

3.5.701971How now, my son?

How now, my son? 'Tis certain she is fled.

3.5.711973Go in and cheer the King. He rages; none

3.5.721974Dare come about him.

Dare come about him. All the better: may

3.5.731976This night forestall him of the coming day.

I love and hate her. For she's fair and royal

3.5.761978And that she hath all courtly parts more exquisite

3.5.771979Than lady, ladies, woman, from every one

3.5.781980The best she hath, and she of all compounded

3.5.791981Outsells them all, I love her therefore; but

3.5.801982Disdaining me and throwing favors on

3.5.811983The low Posthumus slanders so her judgment

3.5.821984That what's else rare is choked, and in that point

3.5.831985I will conclude to hate her; nay, indeed,

3.5.841986To be revenged upon her, for when fools shall --

3.5.861988Who is here? What, are you packing, sirrah?

3.5.871989Come hither. Ah, you precious pander, villain,

3.5.881990Where is thy lady? In a word, or else

3.5.891991Thou art straightway with the fiends.

Thou art straightway with the fiends. Oh, good my Lord!

Where is thy lady? Or, by Jupiter,

3.5.911994I will not ask again. Close villain,

3.5.921995I'll have this secret from thy heart or rip

3.5.931996Thy heart to find it. Is she with Posthumus,

3.5.941997From whose so many weights of baseness cannot

3.5.951998A dram of worth be drawn?

A dram of worth be drawn? Alas, my Lord,

3.5.962000How can she be with him? When was she missed?

3.5.972001He is in Rome.

He is in Rome. Where is she, sir? Come nearer.

3.5.982003No farther halting; satisfy me home,

3.5.992004What is become of her?

Oh, my all-worthy Lord!

Oh, my all-worthy Lord! All-worthy villain,

3.5.1012007Discover where thy mistress is at once,

3.5.1022008At the next word. No more of "worthy Lord."

3.5.1032009Speak, or thy silence on the instant is

3.5.1042010Thy condemnation and thy death.

Thy condemnation and thy death. Then, sir,

3.5.1052012This paper is the history of my knowledge

3.5.1062013Touching her flight.

Touching her flight. Let's see't. I will pursue her

3.5.1072015Even to Augustus' throne.

Even to Augustus' throne. 2016Pisanio [Aside]

Or this or perish.

3.5.1082017She's far enough, and what he learns by this

3.5.1092018May prove his travel, not her danger.

May prove his travel, not her danger. Hum.

3.5.1102020Pisanio [Aside]

I'll write to my lord she's dead. O Imogen,

3.5.1112021Safe mayst thou wander, safe return again.

Sirrah, is this letter true?

Sirrah, is this letter true? Sir, as I think.

It is Posthumus' hand; I know't. Sirrah, if thou 2025wouldst not be a villain but do me true service, 2026undergo those employments wherein I should have cause to use 2027thee with a serious industry -- that is, what villainy soe'er I 2028bid thee do, to perform it directly and truly -- I would 2029think thee an honest man. Thou shouldst neither want 2030my means for thy relief, nor my voice for thy 2031preferment.

Well, my good Lord.

Wilt thou serve me? For since patiently and 2034constantly thou hast stuck to the bare fortune of that 2035beggar Posthumus, thou canst not in the course of 2036gratitude but be a diligent follower of mine. Wilt thou serve 2037me?

Sir, I will.

Give me thy hand; here's my purse. Hast any 2040of thy late master's garments in thy possession?

I have, my Lord, at my lodging the same 2042suit he wore when he took leave of my lady and 2043mistress.

The first service thou dost me, fetch that suit 2045hither; let it be thy first service. Go.

I shall, my Lord.

Meet thee at Milford Haven -- I forgot to ask 2048him one thing; I'll remember't anon -- even there, thou 2049villain Posthumus, will I kill thee. I would these 2050garments were come. She said upon a time (the bitterness 2051of it I now belch from my heart) that she held the very 2052garment of Posthumus in more respect than my noble 2053and natural person, together with the adornment of 2054my qualities. With that suit upon my back will I 2055ravish her -- first kill him, and in her eyes; there shall she see 2056my valor, which will then be a torment to her contempt. 2057He on the ground, my speech of insultment ended on his 2058dead body, and when my lust hath dined (which, as I 2059say, to vex her, I will execute in the clothes that she so 2060praised), to the court I'll knock her back, foot her home 2061again. She hath despised me rejoicingly, and I'll be 2062merry in my revenge.

3.5.1242064Be those the garments?

Aye, my noble Lord.

How long is't since she went to Milford Haven?

She can scarce be there yet.

Bring this apparel to my chamber; that is 2069the second thing that I have commanded thee. The third 2070is that thou wilt be a voluntary mute to my design. Be 2071but duteous, and true preferment shall tender itself to 2072thee. My revenge is now at Milford; would I had wings 2073to follow it! Come, and be true.

Thou bidst me to my loss, for true to thee

3.5.1312075Were to prove false, which I will never be

3.5.1322076To him that is most true. To Milford go,

3.5.1332077And find not her whom thou pursu'st. Flow, flow,

3.5.1342078You heavenly blessings, on her. This fool's speed

3.5.1352079Be crossed with slowness; labor be his meed.

I see a man's life is a tedious one:

3.6.32083I have tired myself, and for two nights together

3.6.42084Have made the ground my bed. I should be sick

3.6.52085But that my resolution helps me. Milford,

3.6.62086When from the mountaintop Pisanio showed thee,

3.6.72087Thou wast within a ken. O Jove, I think

3.6.82088Foundations fly the wretched: such, I mean,

3.6.92089Where they should be relieved. Two beggars told me

3.6.102090I could not miss my way. Will poor folks lie

3.6.112091That have afflictions on them, knowing 'tis

3.6.122092A punishment or trial? Yes; no wonder,

3.6.132093When rich ones scarce tell true. To lapse in fullness

3.6.142094Is sorer than to lie for need, and falsehood

3.6.152095Is worse in kings than beggars. My dear lord,

3.6.162096Thou art one o'th' false ones -- now I think on thee

3.6.172097My hunger's gone, but even before I was

3.6.182098At point to sink for food.

At point to sink for food. But what is this?

3.6.192099Here is a path to't; 'tis some savage hold.

3.6.202100I were best not call; I dare not call; yet famine

3.6.212101Ere clean it o'erthrow nature makes it valiant.

3.6.222102Plenty and peace breeds cowards; hardness ever

3.6.232103Of hardiness is mother. Ho! Who's here?

3.6.242104If any thing that's civil, speak; if savage,

3.6.252105Take or lend. Ho! No answer? Then I'll enter.

3.6.262106Best draw my sword, and if mine enemy

3.6.272107But fear the sword like me, he'll scarcely look on't.

3.6.282108Such a foe, good heavens!

You, Polydore, have proved best woodman and

3.6.322112Are master of the feast; Cadwal and I

3.6.332113Will play the cook and servant; 'tis our match.

3.6.342114The sweat of industry would dry and die

3.6.352115But for the end it works to. Come, our stomachs

3.6.362116Will make what's homely, savory: weariness

3.6.372117Can snore upon the flint when resty sloth

3.6.382118Finds the down pillow hard. Now peace be here,

3.6.392119Poor house, that keepst thyself.

Poor house, that keepst thyself. I am throughly weary.

I am weak with toil yet strong in appetite.

There is cold meat i'th' cave; we'll browse on that

3.6.422123Whilst what we have killed be cooked.

Whilst what we have killed be cooked. Stay; come not in.

3.6.432125But that it eats our victuals, I should think

3.6.442126Here were a fairy.

Here were a fairy. What's the matter, sir?

By Jupiter, an angel! Or, if not,

3.6.462129An earthly paragon. Behold divineness

3.6.472130No elder than a boy.

Good masters, harm me not.

3.6.502133Before I entered here, I called, and thought

3.6.512134To have begged or bought what I have took. Good troth,

3.6.522135I have stolen nought, nor would not, though I had found

3.6.532136Gold strewed i'th' floor. Here's money for my meat;

3.6.542137I would have left it on the board so soon

3.6.552138As I had made my meal, and parted

3.6.562139With prayers for the provider.

With prayers for the provider. Money, youth?

All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,

3.6.582142As 'tis no better reckoned but of those

3.6.592143Who worship dirty gods.

Who worship dirty gods. I see you're angry.

3.6.602145Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should

3.6.612146Have died had I not made it.

Have died had I not made it. Whither bound?

To Milford Haven.

What's your name?

Fidele, sir. I have a kinsman who

3.6.652151Is bound for Italy; he embarked at Milford,

3.6.662152To whom being going, almost spent with hunger,

3.6.672153I am fallen in this offense.

I am fallen in this offense. Prithee, fair youth,

3.6.682155Think us no churls, nor measure our good minds

3.6.692156By this rude place we live in. Well encountered.

3.6.702157'Tis almost night; you shall have better cheer

3.6.712158Ere you depart, and thanks to stay and eat it.

3.6.722159Boys, bid him welcome.

Were you a woman, youth,

3.6.742161I should woo hard but be your groom, in honesty;

3.6.752162I bid for you as I do buy.

I bid for you as I do buy. I'll make't my comfort

3.6.762164He is a man. I'll love him as my brother,

3.6.772165And such a welcome as I'd give to him

3.6.782166After long absence, such is yours. Most welcome:

3.6.792167Be sprightly, for you fall 'mongst friends.

Be sprightly, for you fall 'mongst friends. 'Mongst friends,

3.6.802169If brothers. [Aside] Would it had been so, that they

3.6.812170Had been my father's sons; then had my prize

3.6.822171Been less, and so more equal ballasting

3.6.832172To thee, Posthumus.

To thee, Posthumus. He wrings at some distress.

Would I could free't.

Would I could free't. Or I, whate'er it be,

3.6.852176What pain it cost, what danger. Gods!

What pain it cost, what danger. Gods! Hark, boys.

3.6.872178Imogen [Aside]

Great men

3.6.882179That had a court no bigger than this cave,

3.6.892180That did attend themselves, and had the virtue

3.6.902181Which their own conscience sealed them, laying by

3.6.912182That nothing-gift of differing, multitudes

3.6.922183Could not outpeer these twain. Pardon me, gods;

3.6.932184I'd change my sex to be companion with them

3.6.942185Since Leonatus false.

Since Leonatus false. 2186Belarius [Aloud]

It shall be so.

3.6.952187Boys, we'll go dress our hunt. -- Fair youth, come in.

3.6.962188Discourse is heavy, fasting; when we have supped,

3.6.972189We'll mannerly demand thee of thy story,

3.6.982190So far as thou wilt speak it.

So far as thou wilt speak it. Pray draw near.

The night to th' 2193owl and morn to th' lark less welcome.

Thanks, sir.

Thanks, sir. I pray draw near.

This is the tenor of the emperor's writ:

3.7.32199That since the common men are now in action

3.7.42200'Gainst the Pannonians and Dalmatians,

3.7.52201And that the legions now in Gallia are

3.7.62202Full weak to undertake our wars against

3.7.72203The fallen-off Britons, that we do incite

3.7.82204The gentry to this business. He creates

3.7.92205Lucius proconsul, and to you the tribunes,

3.7.102206For this immediate levy, he commands

3.7.112207His absolute commission. Long live Caesar!

Is Lucius general of the forces?

Is Lucius general of the forces? Aye.

Remaining now in Gallia?

Remaining now in Gallia? With those legions

3.7.142212Which I have spoke of, whereunto your levy

3.7.152213Must be suppliant. The words of your commission

3.7.162214Will tie you to the numbers and the time

3.7.172215Of their dispatch.

Of their dispatch. We will discharge our duty.

I am near to th' place where they should meet 2220if Pisanio have mapped it truly. How fit his garments 2221serve me! Why should his mistress, who was made by him 2222that made the tailor, not be fit, too? The rather (saving 2223reverence of the word) for 'tis said a woman's fitness 2224comes by fits. Therein I must play the workman: I dare 2225speak it to myself, for it is not vainglory for a man 2226and his glass to confer in his own chamber. I mean, 2227the lines of my body are as well drawn as his, no less 2228young, more strong, not beneath him in fortunes, 2229beyond him in the advantage of the time, above him in 2230birth, alike conversant in general services, and more 2231remarkable in single oppositions, yet this imperseverant 2232thing loves him in my despite. What mortality is? 2233Posthumus, thy head, which now is growing upon thy 2234shoulders, shall within this hour be off, thy mistress 2235enforced, thy garments cut to pieces before thy face; and, 2236all this done, spurn her home to her father, who may, 2237haply, be a little angry for my so rough usage, but my 2238mother, having power of his testiness, shall turn all 2239into my commendations. My horse is tied up safe; out, 2240sword, and to a sore purpose. Fortune put them into my 2241hand; this is the very description of their meeting place 2242and the fellow dares not deceive me.

You are not well. Remain here in the cave;

4.2.32247We'll come to you after hunting.

We'll come to you after hunting. 2248Arviragus [To Imogen]

Brother, stay here.

4.2.42249Are we not brothers?

Are we not brothers? So man and man should be. --

4.2.62251But clay and clay differs in dignity

4.2.72252Whose dust is both alike. -- I am very sick.

4.2.82253Guiderius [To Belarius and Arviragus]

Go you to hunting; I'll abide with him.

So sick I am not, yet I am not well,

4.2.102255But not so citizen a wanton as

4.2.112256To seem to die ere sick. So please you, leave me.

4.2.122257Stick to your journal course: the breach of custom

4.2.132258Is breach of all. I am ill, but your being by me

4.2.142259Cannot amend me. Society is no comfort

4.2.152260To one not sociable. I am not very sick

4.2.162261Since I can reason of it. Pray you, trust me here;

4.2.172262I'll rob none but myself, and let me die,

4.2.182263Stealing so poorly.

Stealing so poorly. I love thee. I have spoke it;

4.2.192265How much the quantity, the weight as much,

4.2.202266As I do love my father.

As I do love my father. What? How, how?

If it be sin to say so, sir, I yoke me

4.2.222269In my good brother's fault. I know not why

4.2.232270I love this youth, and I have heard you say

4.2.242271Love's reason's without reason. The bier at door

4.2.252272And a demand who is't shall die, I'd say

4.2.262273My father, not this youth.

My father, not this youth. 2274Belarius [Aside]

Oh, noble strain!

4.2.272275O worthiness of Nature, breed of greatness!

4.2.282276"Cowards father cowards, and base things sire base;

4.2.292277Nature hath meal and bran, contempt and grace."

4.2.302278I'm not their father, yet who this should be

4.2.312279Doth miracle itself, loved before me. --

4.2.322280'Tis the ninth hour o'th' morn.

'Tis the ninth hour o'th' morn. Brother, farewell.

I wish ye sport.

I wish ye sport. You, health. --

I wish ye sport. You, health. -- So please you, sir.

4.2.342284Imogen [Aside]

These are kind creatures. 2285Gods, what lies I have heard:

4.2.352286Our courtiers say all's savage but at court;

4.2.362287Experience, oh, thou disprov'st report.

4.2.372288Th'imperious seas breeds monsters; for the dish,

4.2.382289Poor tributary rivers, as sweet fish.

4.2.392290I am sick still, heart-sick; Pisanio,

4.2.402291I'll now taste of thy drug.

I'll now taste of thy drug. 2292Guiderius [To Belarius and Arviragus]

I could not stir him.

4.2.412293He said he was gentle but unfortunate,

4.2.422294Dishonestly afflicted but yet honest.

Thus did he answer me, yet said hereafter

4.2.442296I might know more.

I might know more. To th' field, to th' field. -- [To Imogen]

4.2.452298We'll leave you for this time; go in and rest.

We'll not be long away.

We'll not be long away. Pray be not sick,

4.2.472301For you must be our housewife.

For you must be our housewife. Well or ill,

4.2.482303I am bound to you.

I am bound to you. And shalt be ever.

4.2.492305This youth, howe'er distressed, appears he hath had

4.2.502306Good ancestors.

Good ancestors. How angel-like he sings!

But his neat cookery! 2309He cut our roots in characters

4.2.522310And sauc'd our broths as Juno had been sick

4.2.532311And he her dieter.

And he her dieter. Nobly he yokes

4.2.542313A smiling with a sigh, as if the sigh

4.2.552314Was that it was for not being such a smile;

4.2.562315The smile mocking the sigh that it would fly

4.2.572316From so divine a temple to commix

4.2.582317With winds that sailors rail at.

With winds that sailors rail at. I do note

4.2.592319That grief and patience rooted in them both

4.2.602320Mingle their spurs together.

Mingle their spurs together. Grow patient,

4.2.612322And let the stinking elder, grief, untwine

4.2.622323His perishing root with the increasing vine.

It is great morning. Come away. -- Who's there?

4.2.652326Clotten [To himself]

I cannot find those runagates; that villain

4.2.662327Hath mocked me. I am faint.

Hath mocked me. I am faint. 2328Belarius [To Guiderius and Arviragus]

Those runagates?

4.2.672329Means he not us? I partly know him; 'tis

4.2.682330Clotten, the son o'th' Queen. I fear some ambush.

4.2.692331I saw him not these many years, and yet

4.2.702332I know 'tis he. We are held as outlaws. Hence!

He is but one. You and my brother search

4.2.722334What companies are near. Pray you, away;

4.2.732335Let me alone with him.

Let me alone with him. 2336Clotten [Clotten notices them]

Soft; what are you

4.2.742337That fly me thus? Some villain mountaineers?

4.2.752338I have heard of such. What slave art thou?

I have heard of such. What slave art thou? A thing

4.2.762340More slavish did I ne'er than answering

4.2.772341A slave without a knock.

A slave without a knock. Thou art a robber,

4.2.782343A law-breaker, a villain; yield thee, thief.

To who? To thee? What art thou? Have not I

4.2.802345An arm as big as thine? A heart as big?

4.2.812346Thy words, I grant, are bigger, for I wear not

4.2.822347My dagger in my mouth. Say what thou art,

4.2.832348Why I should yield to thee.

Why I should yield to thee. Thou villain base,

4.2.842350Knowst me not by my clothes?

Knowst me not by my clothes? No, nor thy tailor, rascal,

4.2.852352Who is thy grandfather. He made those clothes,

4.2.862353Which, as it seems, make thee.

Which, as it seems, make thee. Thou precious varlet,

4.2.872355My tailor made them not.

My tailor made them not. Hence then, and thank

4.2.882357The man that gave them thee. Thou art some fool;

4.2.892358I am loath to beat thee.

I am loath to beat thee. Thou injurious thief,

4.2.902360Hear but my name and tremble.

Hear but my name and tremble. What's thy name?

Clotten, thou villain.

"Clotten thou double villain" be thy name,

4.2.932364I cannot tremble at it. Were it toad or adder, spider,

4.2.942365'Twould move me sooner.