1852Alacke no remedy) to the greedy touch

1853Of common-kissing Titan: and forget

1854Your laboursome and dainty Trimmes, wherein

1855You made great Iuno angry.

1856Imo. Nay be breefe?

1857I see into thy end, and am almost

1858A man already.

1859Pis. First, make your selfe but like one,

1860Fore-thinking this. I haue already fit

1861('Tis in my Cloake-bagge) Doublet, Hat, Hose, all

1862That answer to them: Would you in their seruing,

1863(And with what imitation you can borrow

1864From youth of such a season) 'fore Noble Lucius

1865Present your selfe, desire his seruice: tell him

1866Wherein you're happy; which will make him know,

1867If that his head haue eare in Musicke, doubtlesse

1868With ioy he will imbrace you: for hee's Honourable,

1869And doubling that, most holy. Your meanes abroad:

1870You haue me rich, and I will neuer faile

1871Beginning, nor supplyment.

1872Imo. Thou art all the comfort

1873The Gods will diet me with. Prythee away,

1874There's more to be consider'd: but wee'l euen

1875All that good time will giue vs. This attempt,

1876I am Souldier too, and will abide it with

1877A Princes Courage. Away, I prythee.

1878Pis. Well Madam, we must take a short farewell,

1879Least being mist, I be suspected of

1880Your carriage from the Court. My Noble Mistris,

1881Heere is a boxe, I had it from the Queene,

1882What's in't is precious: If you are sicke at Sea,

1883Or Stomacke-qualm'd at Land, a Dramme of this

1884Will driue away distemper. To some shade,

1885And fit you to your Manhood: may the Gods

1886Direct you to the best.

1887Imo. Amen: I thanke thee. Exeunt.

1891Cym. Thus farre, and so farewell.

1892Luc. Thankes, Royall Sir:

1893My Emperor hath wrote, I must from hence,

1894And am right sorry, that I must report ye

1895My Masters Enemy.

1896Cym. Our Subiects (Sir)

1897Will not endure his yoake; and for our selfe

1898To shew lesse Soueraignty then they, must needs

1899Appeare vn-Kinglike.

1900Luc. So Sir: I desire of you

1901A Conduct ouer Land, to Milford-Hauen.

1902Madam, all ioy befall your Grace, and you.

1903Cym. My Lords, you are appointed for that Office:

1904The due of Honor, in no point omit:

1905So farewell Noble Lucius.

1906Luc. Your hand, my Lord.

1907Clot. Receiue it friendly: but from this time forth

1908I weare it as your Enemy.

1909Luc. Sir, the Euent

1910Is yet to name the winner. Fare you well.

1911Cym. Leaue not the worthy Lucius, good my Lords

1912Till he haue crost the Seuern. Happines. Exit Lucius, &c

1913Qu. He goes hence frowning: but it honours vs

1914That we haue giuen him cause.

1915Clot. 'Tis all the better,

1916Your valiant Britaines haue their wishes in it.

1917Cym. Lucius hath wrote already to the Emperor

1918How it goes heere. It fits vs therefore ripely

1919Our Chariots, and our Horsemen be in readinesse:

1920The Powres that he already hath in Gallia

1921Will soone be drawne to head, from whence he moues

1922His warre for Britaine.

1923Qu. 'Tis not sleepy businesse,

1924But must be look'd too speedily, and strongly.

1925Cym. Our expectation that it would be thus

1926Hath made vs forward. But my gentle Queene,

1927Where is our Daughter? She hath not appear'd

1928Before the Roman, nor to vs hath tender'd

1929The duty of the day. She looke vs like

1930A thing more made of malice, then of duty,

1931We haue noted it. Call her before vs, for

1932We haue beene too slight in sufferance.

1933Qu. Royall Sir,

1934Since the exile of Posthumus, most retyr'd

1935Hath her life bin: the Cure whereof, my Lord,

1936'Tis time must do. Beseech your Maiesty,

1937Forbeare sharpe speeches to her. Shee's a Lady

1938So tender of rebukes, that words are stroke;,

1939And strokes death to her.

1941Cym. Where is she Sir? How

1942Can her contempt be answer'd?

1943Mes. Please you Sir,

1944Her Chambers are all lock'd, and there's no answer

1945That will be giuen to'th' lowd of noise, we make.

1946Qu. My Lord, when last I went to visit her,

1947She pray'd me to excuse her keeping close,

1948Whereto constrain'd by her infirmitie,

1949She should that dutie leaue vnpaide to you

1950Which dayly she was bound to proffer: this

1951She wish'd me to make knowne: but our great Court

1952Made me too blame in memory.

1953Cym. Her doores lock'd?

1954Not seene of late? Grant Heauens, that which I

1955Feare, proue false. Exit.

1956Qu. Sonne, I say, follow the King.

1957Clot. That man of hers, Pisanio, her old Seruant

1958I haue not seene these two dayes. Exit.

1959Qu. Go, looke after:

1960Pisanio, thou that stand'st so for Posthumus,

1961He hath a Drugge of mine: I pray, his absence

1962Proceed by swallowing that. For he beleeues

1963It is a thing most precious. But for her,

1964Where is she gone? Haply dispaire hath seiz'd her:

1965Or wing'd with feruour of her loue, she's flowne

1966To her desir'd Posthumus: gone she is,

1967To death, or to dishonor, and my end

1968Can make good vse of either. Shee being downe,

1969I haue the placing of the Brittish Crowne.

1971How now, my Sonne?

1972Clot. 'Tis certaine she is fled:

1973Go in and cheere the King, he rages, none

1974Dare come about him.

1975Qu. All the better: may

1976This night fore-stall him of the comming day. Exit Qu.

1977Clo. I loue, and hate her: for she's Faire and Royall,

1978And that she hath all courtly parts more exquisite