5.2.12892Enter Lucius, Iachimo, and the Roman army at one door 2893and the Briton army at another, Posthumus 2894following like a poor soldier. 5.2.3Then enter again in skirmish Iachimo and 2896Posthumus. 5.2.4He vanquisheth and disarmeth Iachimo, and then 2897leaves him. The heaviness and guilt within my bosom
5.2.62899Takes off my manhood. I have belied a lady,
5.2.72900The princess of this country, and the air on't
5.2.82901Revengingly enfeebles me, or could this carl,
5.2.92902A very drudge of Nature's, have subdued me
5.2.102903In my profession? Knighthoods and honors borne
5.2.132906This lout as he exceeds our lords, the odds
5.2.142907Is that we scarce are men and you are gods.
5.2.162908The battle continues; the Britons fly; Cymbeline is 2909taken. 5.2.17Then enter to his rescue Belarius [as Morgan], Guiderius [as Polydore], 2910and Arviragus [as Cadwal]. Stand, stand! We have th'advantage of the ground;
5.2.192912The lane is guarded. Nothing routs us but
2914Guiderius and Arviragus The villainy of our fears. Stand, stand, and fight!
5.2.212915Enter Posthumus and seconds the Britons. 5.2.232917Then enter Lucius, Iachimo, and Imogen [as Fidele]. Away, boy, from the troops, and save thyself,
5.2.252919For friends kill friends, and the disorder's such
As war were hoodwinked. 'Tis their fresh supplies.
It is a day turned strangely. Or betimes