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SCENE V. The same. Aroom in CYMBELINE's palace,
Cym. Thus far; and so, farewell.
Thanks, royal sir.
Our subjects, sir,
So, sir, I desire of you
Cym. My lords, you are appointed for that office;
Your hand, my lord.
Sir, the event
Cym. Leave not the worthy Lucius, good my loras.
[Exeunt Lucius and Lornis Queen. He goes hence frowning : but it honors us That we have given him cause. Clo.
'Tis all the better; Your valiant Britons have their wishes in it.
Cym. Lucius hath wrote already to the emperor
'Tis not sleepy business; But must be look'd to speedily and strongly.
Cym. Our expectation that it would be thus Hath made us forward. But, my gentle queen, Where is our daughter ? She hath not appear'd Before the Roman, nor to us hath tender'd
The duty of the day : she looks us like
Where is she, sir ? How
Please you, sir,
Queen. My lord, when last I went to visit her,
Her doors lock'd ?
[Exit. Queen. Son, I say, follow the king.
Clo. That man of hers, Pisanio, her old servant,
Go, look after.
[Exit Cloten, Pisanio, thou that stand'st so for Posthúmus! He hath a drug of mine; I pray his absence Proceed by swallowing that; for he believes It is a thing most precious. But for her, Where is she gone? Haply, despair hath seiz'd her; Or, wing’d with fervor of her love, she's flown To her desir'd Posthúmus : gone she is To death or to dishonor; and my end
Can make good use of either : she being down,
How now, my son!
'Tis certain she is fled.
All the better : may
Clo. I love and hate her : for she's fair and royal,
Who is here? What, are you packing, sirrah? Come hither: ah, you precious pander ! Villain, Where is thy lady? In a word; or else Thou’rt straightway with the fiends. Pis.
O, good my lord ! -
Alas, my lord,
Where is she, sir? Come nearer;
Pis. O, my all-worthy lord !
All-worthy villain !
[Presenting a letter, Clo.
Let's see't.— I will pursue her
Or this, or perish.
Clo. Sirrah, is this letter true?
Clo, It is Posthumus' hand; I know't.— Sirrah, if thou wouldst not be a villain, but do me true service, undergo those employments wherein I should have cause to use thee with a serious industry,- that is, what villafny soe'er I bid thee do, to perform it directly and truly,— I would think thee an honest man: thou shouldst neither want my means for thy relief, nor my voice for thy preferment.
Pis. Well, my good lord.
Clo. Wilt thou serve me? for since patiently and constantly thou hast stuck to the bare fortune of that beggar Posthumus, thou canst not, in the course of gratitude, but be a diligent follower of mine,- wilt thou serve me?
Pis. Sir, I will.
Clo. Give me thy hand; here's my purse. Hast any of thy late master's garments in thy possession ?
Pis. I have, my lord, at my lodging, the same suit he wore when he took leave of my lady and mistress.
Clo. The first service thou dost me, fetch that suit hither : let it be thy first service; go. Pis. I shall, my lord.
[Erit. Clo. Meet thee at Milford-Haven ! – forgot to ask him one thing; I'll remember't anon : - even there, thou vil. lain Posthumus, will I kill thee.- I would these garments
She said upon a time - the bitterness of it I now belch from my heart
- that she held the very garment of Posthumus in more respect than my noble and natural person, together with the adornment of my qualities. With that suit upon my back, will I ravish her: first kill him, and in her eyes; there shall she see my valor, which will then be a torment to her contempt. He on the ground, my speech of insultment ended on his dead body, and when my lust hath dined, - which, as I say, to vex her I will execute in the clothes that she so praised,- to the court I'll knock her back, foot her home again. She hath despised me rejoicingly, and I'll be merry in my revenge.
Re-enter PISANIO, with the clothes.
Pis. Ay, my noble lord.
Clo. Bring this apparel to my chamber; that is the second thing that I have commanded thee: the third is, that thou wilt be a voluntary mute to my design. Be but duteous and true, preferment shall tender itself to thee.-My revenge is now at Milford : would I had wings to follow it!- Come, and be true.