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
3.6.132093When 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
[Sees cave]
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
3.6.242104If any thing that's civil, speak; if savage,
3.6.252105Take or lend. Ho! No answer? Then I'll enter.
3.6.272107But fear the sword like me, he'll scarcely look on't.
3.6.302110Enter Belarius [as Morgan], Guiderius [as Polydore], and Arviragus [as Cadwal] You, Polydore, have proved best woodman and
3.6.332113Will play the cook and servant; 'tis our match.
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,
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
[Belarius looks into or begins to go into the cave]
Whilst what we have killed be cooked. Stay; come not in.
3.6.432125But that it eats our victuals, I should think
Here were a fairy. What's the matter, sir?
By Jupiter, an angel! Or, if not,
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
With prayers for the provider. Money, youth?
All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,
Who worship dirty gods. I see you're angry.
3.6.602145Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should
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,
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.
Were you a woman, youth,
3.6.742161I should woo hard but be your groom, in honesty;
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,
3.6.782166After 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
[Belarius, Guiderius, and Arviragus speak apart]
To thee, Posthumus. He wrings at some distress.
Would I could free't.
Would I could free't. Or I, whate'er it be,
What pain it cost, what danger. Gods! Hark, boys.
3.6.86[Belarius whispers to Guiderius and Arviragus] 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
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,
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.