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  • Title: Cymbeline (Modern)
  • Editor: Jennifer Forsyth
  • ISBN: 1-55058-300-X

    Copyright Jennifer Forsyth. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Jennifer Forsyth
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    Cymbeline (Modern)

    Enter Lucius, Iachimo, and the Roman army at one door and the Briton army at another, Posthumus following like a poor soldier.
    They march over and go 2895out.
    Then enter again in skirmish Iachimo and Posthumus.
    He vanquisheth and disarmeth Iachimo, and then leaves him.
    The heaviness and guilt within my bosom
    Takes off my manhood. I have belied a lady,
    2900The princess of this country, and the air on't
    Revengingly enfeebles me, or could this carl,
    A very drudge of Nature's, have subdued me
    In my profession? Knighthoods and honors borne
    As I wear mine are titles but of scorn.
    2905If that thy gentry, Britain, go before
    This lout as he exceeds our lords, the odds
    Is that we scarce are men and you are gods.
    The battle continues; the Britons fly; Cymbeline is taken.
    Then enter to his rescue Belarius [as Morgan], Guiderius [as Polydore], 2910and Arviragus [as Cadwal].
    Stand, stand! We have th'advantage of the ground;
    The lane is guarded. Nothing routs us but
    The villainy of our fears.
    Guiderius and Arviragus
    Stand, stand, and fight!
    2915Enter Posthumus and seconds the Britons.
    They rescue Cymbeline and exeunt.
    Then enter Lucius, Iachimo, and Imogen [as Fidele].
    Away, boy, from the troops, and save thyself,
    For friends kill friends, and the disorder's such
    2920As war were hoodwinked.
    'Tis their fresh supplies.
    It is a day turned strangely. Or betimes
    Let's reinforce or fly.