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To wipe out our ingratitude with loves Shall make their harbour in our town, till we Above their quantity.
Have seal'd thy full desire. 2 Sen. So did we woo
Alcib. Then there's my glove; Transformed Timon to our city's love,
Descend, and open your uncharged ports ;* By humble message, and by promis'd means;* Those enemies of Timon's, and mine own, We were not all unkind, nor all deserve Whom you yourselves shall set out for reproof, The common stroke of war.
Fall, and no more: and, -to atonet your fears 1 Sen. These walls of ours
With my more noble meaning,--not a man Were not erected by their hands, from whom i Shall pass his quarter, or offend the stream You have receiy'd your griefs : nor are they Of regular justice in your city's bounds, such,
But shall be remedied, to your public laws Than these great towers, trophies, and schools At heaviest answer, should fall
Both. 'Tis most nobly spoken. For private faults in them.
Alcib. Descend, and keep your words. 2 Sen. Nor are they living, Who were the motives that you first went out; The Senators descend, and open the Gates. Shame, that they wanted cunning, in excess Hath broke their hearts. March, noble lord,
Enter a Soldier. Into our city with thy banners spread :
Sold. My noble general, Timon is dead; By decimation, and a tithed death,
Entomb'd upon the very hem o'the sea : (If thy revenges hunger for that food,
And on his grave-stone, this insculpture; Which nature loaths,) take thou the destin'd| which
With wax I brought away, whose soft impresAnd by the hazard of the spotted die, Interprets for my poor ignorance. Let die the spotted. 1 Sen. All have not offended;
Alcib. [Reads.] Here lies a wretched corse, of For those that were, it is not square,t to take,
wretched soul bereft: On those that are, revenges: crimes, like Seek not my name: A plague consume you wicked lands,
caitiffs left! Are not inherited. Then, dear countryman, Here lie I Timon; who, alive, all living men Bring in thy ranks, but leave without thy
did hate: rage:
Pass by, and curse thy fill; but pass, and stay Spare thy Athenian cradle, and those kin,
not here thy gait. Which, in the bluster of thy wrath, must fall, With those that have offended : like a shep-These well express in thee thy latter spirits : herd,
Though thou abhorr'dst in us our human griefs, Approach the fold, and cull the infected forth, Scorn'dst our brain's flow, and those our But kill not altogether.
droplets which 2 Sen. What thou wilt,
From niggard nature fall, yet rich conceit Thou rather shalt enforce it with thy smile. Taught thee to make vast Neptune weep for Than hew to't with thy sword.
aye 1 Sen. Set but thy foot
[ope; On thy low grave, on faults forgiven. Dead Against our rampir'd gates, and they shall | Is noble Timon; of whose memory So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before, Hereafter more.-Bring me into your city, To say, thou'lt enter friendly.
And I will use the olive with my sword: 2 Sen. Throw thy glove;
Make war breed peace; make peace stints Or any token of thine honour else,
war; make each That thou wilt use the wars as thy redress, Prescribe to other, as each other's leech.|| And not as our confusion, all thy powers Let our drums strike.
CYMBELI N E.
CYMBELINE, King of Britain.
CORNELIUS, a Physician. Cloten, Son to the Queen by a former hus- Two GENTLEMEN. band.
Two JAILERS. LEONATUS POSTHUMUS, a Gentleman, Husband to Imogen.
QUEEN, Wife to Cymbeline. Belarius, a banished Lord, disguised under IMOGEN, Daughter to Cymbeline, by a former the name of MORGAN.
Queen. Sons to Cymbeline, disguised | HELEN, Woman to Imogen. GUIDERIUS, under the names of POLYDORE ARVIRAGUS, and Cadwal, supposed Sons Lords, Ladies, Roman Senators, Tribunes, to Belarius.
Apparitions, a Soothsayer, a Dutch GenticPHILARIO, Friend to Rosthumus,} Italians.
man, a Spanish Gentleman, Musicians, 01
ficers, Captains, Soldiers, Messengers, and A FRENCH GENTLEMAN, Friend to Philario. other Attendants. Caius LUCIUS, General of the Roman Forces. A ROMAN CAPTAIN. Two British CAPTAINS. SCENE, sometimes in Britain ; sometimes in PISANIO, Servant to Posthumus.
For one his like, there would be something
failing SCENE 1.-Britain.-The Garden behind
In him that should compare. I do not think, Cymbeline's Palace.
So faïr an outward, and such stuff within, Enter tuo GENTLEMEN.
Endows a man but he.
2 Gent. You speak him far.* 1 Gent. You do not meet a man, but frowns:
1 Gent. I do extend him, Sir, within himself; our bloods*
Crush him together, rather than unfold No more obey the heavens, than our courtiers;
His measure duly.t. Still seem, as does the king's.
2 Gent. What's his name, and birth ? 2 Gen. But what's the matter?
1 Gent. I cannot delve him to the root: His i Gent. His daughter, and the heir of his was calla Sicilius, who did join his honour,
father kingdom, whom He purpos’d to his wife's sole son, (a widow, Against the Romans, with Cassibelan; Thai late he married,) hath referr'd herself
But had his titles by Tenantius, whom Unto a poor but worthy gentleman: She's He serv'd with glory and admir'd success: wedded;
So gain’d the sur-addition, Leonatus: Her husband banish'd; she imprison'd: all
And had, besides this gentleman in question, Is outward sorrow; though I think, the king
Two other sons, who, in the wars o'the time, Be touch'd at very heart.
Died with their swords in hand; for which their 2 Gent. None but the king?
father 1 Gent. He, that hath lost her, too: so is the (Then old and fond of issue,) took such sorrow, queen,
That he quit being; and this gentle lady, That most desir’d the match : But not a cour Big of this gentleman, our theme, deceas'd Although they wear their faces to the bent As he was born. The king, he takes the babe Of the king's looks, hath a heart that is not To his protection; calls him Posthumus; Glad at the thing they scowl at.
Breeds him, and makes him of his bed-cham2 Gent. And why so?
ber: 1 Gent. He that hath miss'd the princess, is Puts him to all the learnings that his time a thing
Could make him the receiver of; which he Too bad for bad report: and he that hath her, As we do air, fast as 'twas minister'd; and
took, (I mean, that married her,-alack,good map!And therefore banish’d) is a creature such
In his spring became a harvest: Liv'd in court, As, to seek through the regions of the earth
* 1 e. You praise him extensively.
+ My praise, however extensive, is within his ment. Inclination, natural disposition.
i The father of Cymbeline.
769 Which rare it is to do,) most prais'd, most
Re-enter QUEEX. lov'd:
(ture, sample to the youngest; to the more ma. Queen. Be brief, I pray you: glass that feated* them; and to the graver, If the king come, I shall incur I know not
child that guided dotards : to his mistress, How much of his displeasure :-Yet I'll move for whom he now is banish’d,-her own price
(Aside. Proclaims how she esteem'd him and his virtue; To walk this way: I never do him wrong, By her election may be truly read,
But he does buy my injuries, to be friends; What kind of man he is.
Pays dear for my offences.
[Exit. 2 Gent, I honour him
Post. Should we be taking leave Even out of your report. But, 'pray you, tell As long a term as yet we have to live, s she sole child to the king ?
The loathness to depart would grow: Adieu ! 1 Gent. His only child.
[ing, Imo. Nay, stay a little: le had two sons, (if this be worth your hear- Were you but riding forth to air yourself, Hark it,) the eldest of them at three years old, Such parting were too petty. Look bere, love; 'the swathing clothes the other, from their This diamond was my mother's: take it, heart, nursery
(knowledge. But keep it till you woo another wife, Vere stolen: and to this hour, bo guess in When Imogen is dead. Which way they went.
Post. How! how! another? 2 Gent. How long is this ago ?
You gentle gods, give me but this I have, 1 Gent. Some twenty years.
And sear up* my embracements from a next 2 Gent. That'a king's children should be so With bonds of death !-Remain thou here convey'd!
[Putting on the Ring. So slackly guarded! And the search so slow, While sense can keep it on! And sweetest, That could not trace them!
fairest, I Gent. Howsoe'er 'tis strange,
As I my poor self did exchange for you, Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at, To your so infinite loss; so, in our trifles Yet is it true, Sir.
I still win of you: For my sake, wear this; 2 Gent. I do well believe you.
It is a manacle of love; I'll place it i Gent. We must forbear: Here comes the Upon this fairest prisoner. queen and princess. (Exeunt.
[Putting a Bracelet on her Arm.
Imo. O, the gods !
When shall we see again?
Enter CYMBELINE and Lords. Queen. No, be assur’d, you shall not find me, daughter,
Post. Alack, the king! After the slander of most step-mothers,
Cym. Thou basest thing, avoid! hence, from Evil-ey'd unto you: you are my prisoner, but
my sight! Your jailer shall deliver you the keys (mus, If, after this command, thou fraught the court That lock
can win the offended king, Thou art poison to my blood. I will be known your advocate : marry, yet Post. The gods protect you! The fire of rage is in him; and 'twere good, And bless the good remainders of the court! You lean’d unto his sentence, with what pa
[Exit, Your wisdom may inform you. (tience Imo. There cannot be a pinch in death Post. Please your highness,
More sharp than this is. I will from hence to-day.
Cym. 0 disloyal thing, Queen. You know the peril
That should'st repair my youth; thou heapest I'll fetch a turn about the garden, pitying A year's age on me! The pangs of barr'd affections ; though the Imo. I beseech you, Sir, king,
Harm not yourself with your vexation; I Hath charg'd you should not speak together. Am senseless of your wrath ; a touch more [Exit Queen. Subdues all pangs, all fears.
(rareg Imo. O
Cym. Past grace? obedience? Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant Imo. Past hope, and in despair; that way, Can tickle where she wounds!—My dearest past grace. husband,
[thing, Cym. That might'st have had the sole | son of I something fear my father's wrath; but no
my queen! (Always reserv'd my holy duty,) what
Imo. O bless'd, that I might not! I chose His rage can do on me : You must be gone ;
an eagle, And I shall here abide the hourly shot And did avoid a puttock. I Of angry eyes; nor comforted to live,
Cym. Thou took'st a beggar; would'st have But that there is this jewel in this world,
made my throne That I may see again.
A seat for baseness. Post. My queen! my mistress!
Imo. No; I rather added 0, lady, weep no more ; lest I give cause A lustre to it. To be suspected of more tenderness
Cym. O thou vile one! Than doth become a man! I will remain
A man, worth any woman; overbuys me
+ Sensation Fill. * Formed their manners.
A more exquisite feeling. ll Only, TA kite.
I am gone.
Imo. Almost, Sir: Heaven restore me!--| 2 Lord. As many inches as you have oceans: 'Would I were Puppies !
Aside. A neat-berd's* daughter! and my Leonatus tlo. I would, they had not come between us. Our neighbour shepherd's son!
2 Lord. So would I, till you had measured Re-enter Queen. how long a fool you were upon the ground.
(Aside. Cym. Thou foolish thing!
Clo. And that she should love this fellow, They were again together: you have done
and refuse me!
[To the Queen. 2 Lord. If it be a sin to make a true election, Not after our command. Away with her,
she is damned.
Aside. And pen her up.
i Lord. Sir, as I told you always, her beauQueen. 'Beseech your patience :-Peace, ty and her brain go not together :* She's a Dear lady daughter, peace;-Sweet sovereign, I good sign, but I have seen small reflection of Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself | her wit.' some comfort
2 Lord. She shines not upon foolo
t the Out of your best advice.
reflection should hurt her.
[Aside. Cym. Nay, let her languish
Clo. Come, l'll to my chamber: 'Would there A drop of blood a day; and, being aged, had been some hurt done! Die of this folly!
2 Lord. I wish not so; unless it had been the Enter PISANIO.
fall of an ass, which is no great hurt. (Aside.
Clo. You'll go with us? Queen. Fie !—you must give way: [news?
i Lord. I'll attend your lordship. Here is your servant.-How now, Sir ? What Pis. My lord your son drew on my master.
Clo. Nay, come, lei's go together. Queen. Ha!
2 Lurd. Well, my lord.
(Ereunt. No harm, I trust, is done ? Pis. There might have been,
SCENE IV.-A Room in CYMBELINE's Paluce. But that my master rather play'd than fought,
Enter IMOGEN and Pisanio.
| Imo. I would thou grew'st unto the shores Queen. I am very glad on't.
o'the haven, • Imo. Your son's my father's friend; he takes and question'dst every sail: if he should write, his part.
And I not have it, 'twere a paper lost To draw upon an exile !–O brave Sir! As offer'd mercy is. What was the last I wonld they were in Afric both together; That he spake to thee? Myself by with a needle, that
Pis. 'Twas, His queen, his queen! The goer back.- Why came you from your Imo. Then wav'd his handkerchief? master?
Pis. And kiss'd it, madam. Pis. On his command: He would not suffer Imo. Senseless linen! happier therein than me
And that was all ? To bring him to the haven : left these notes Pis. No, madam; for so long Of what commands I should be subject to, As he could make me with this eye or ear When it pleas'd you to employ me.
Distinguish him from others, he did keep Queen. This hath been
The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerchief, Your faithful servant: I dare lay mine honour, Still waving, as the fits and stirs of his mind He will remain so.
Could best express how slow his soul sail'd on, Pis. I humbly thank your highness.
How swift his ship. Queen. Pray, walk a while.
Imo. Thou should'st have made him
As little as a crow, or less, ere left
(Éxeunt. Imo. I would have broke mine eye-strings;
crack'd them, but
Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle:
| Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from 1 Lord. Sir, I would advise you to shift a The smallness of a gnat to air; and then shirt; the violence of action hath made you Have turn'd mine eye, and wept.-But, good reek as a sacrifice : Where air comes out, air When shall we hear from him? (Pisanio, comes in : there's none abroad so wholesome Pis. Be assur'd, madam, as that you vent.
With his next vantage. Clo. If my shirt were bloody, then to shift
Imo. I did not take my leave of him, but had it-Have I hurt him?
Most pretty things to say: ere I could tell him, 2 Lord. No, faith; not so much as his pa
How I would think on him, at certain hours, tience.
(Aside. Such thoughts, and such ; or I could make him 1 Lord. Hurt him? his body's a passable car. The shes of Italy should not betray (swear cass, if he be not hurt: it is a thoroughfare for Mine interest, and his honour; or bave charge steel if it be not hurt.
him, 2 Lord. His steel was in debt; it went o’the | At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at mia. backside the town.
[Aside. To encounter me with orisons, $ for then Clo. The villain would not stand me.
I am in heaven for him: or ere I could 2 Lord. No; but he fled forward still, toward Give him that parting kiss, which I had set your face.
[Aside. i Lord. Stand you! You had land enough of
Her beauty and sense are not equal, your own: but he added to your having; gave + To understand the force of this idea, it should be reyou some ground.
membered that anciently almost every sign had a motto,
or some attempt at a witticism underneath it.
t Opportunity, Mect me with reciprocal prayer.
etwixt two charming words, comes in my is mended,) my quarrel was not altogether father,
slight. nd, like the tyrannous breathing of the north, French. 'Faith, yes, to be put to the arbitre. hakes all our buds from growing.
ment of swords; and by such two, that would,
by all likelihood, have confounded* one the Enter a LADY.
other, or have fallen both. Lady. The queen, madam,
lach. Can we, with manners, ask what was esires your highness' company.
the difference? Imo. Those things I bid you do, get them French. Safely, I think: 'twas a contention despatch'd.
in public, which may, without contradiction, will attend the queen.
suffer the report. It was much like an arguPis. Madam, I shall.
(Exeunt. ment that fell out last night, where each of us
fell in praise of our country mistresses: This SCENE V.- Rome.- An Apartment in Par- gentlenian at that time vouching, (and upon LARIO's House.
warrant of bloody affirmation,) his to be more Enter PHILARIO, Iachimo, a FRENCHMAN, a fair, virtuous, wise, chaste, constant-qualified, DUTCHMAN, and a SPANIARD. and less attemptible, than any the rarest of
our ladies in France. lach. Believe it, Sir, I have seen him in Briain: he was then of a crescent note, expected gentleman's opinion, by this, worn out.
lach. That lady is not pow living; or this o prove so worthy, as since he hath been al.
Post. She holds her virtue still, and I my owed the name of: but I could then have
mind. ooked on him without the help of admiration;
Iach. You must not so far prefer her 'fore though the catalogue of his endowments had
ours of Italy. been tabled by his side, and I to peruse bim
Post. Being so far provoked as I was in by items. Phi. You speak of him when he was less profess myself her adorer, not her friend,
France, I would abate her nothing; though I furnished,t than now he is, with that which
lach. As fair, and as good, (a kind of handmakest him both without and within. French. I have seen him in France: we had fair, and too good for any lady in Britany. If
in-band comparison,) had been something too very many there, could behold the sun with as she went before others I have seen, as that firm eyes as he. Iach. This matter of marrying his king's held, I could not but believe she excelled
diamond of yours outlustres many I have be daughter, (wherein he must be weighed rather many : but I have not seen the most precious by her value, than his own,) words him, I diamond that is, nor you the lady, doubt not, a great deal from the matter.
Post. I praised her, as I rated her: so do I French. And then his banishment:
my stone, lach. Ay, and the approbation of those, that
Iach. What do you esteem it at? weep this lamentable divorce, under her co- Post. More than the world enjoys. lours, are wonderfully to extends him; be it
lach. Either your unparagoned mistress is but to fortify ber judgement, which else an easy dead, or she's outpriz'd by a trifle. battery might lay flat, for taking a beggar Post. You are mistaken: the one may be without more quality. But how comes it, he sold, or given; if there were wealth enough is to sojourn with you? How creeps acquain for the purchase, or merit for the gift: the tance? Phi. His father and I were soldiers toge- of the gods.
other is not a thing for sale, and only the gift ther; to wbom I have been often bound for no Iuch. Which the gods have given you? less than my life:
Post. Which by their graces, I will keep. Enter POSTHUMUS.
lach. You may wear her in title yours: but,
you know, strange fowl light upon neighbourHere comes the Briton: Let him be so enter. ing ponds. Your ring may be stolen too: so, tained amongst you, as suits, with gentlemen of your brace of upprizeable estimations, the of your knowing, to a stranger of quality.-1 one is but frail, and the other casual; a cunbeseech yon all, be better known to this gen- ning thief, or a that-way accomplished courtleman; whom I commend to you as a noble tier, would hazard the winning both of first friend of mine: How worthy he is, I will leave and last. to appear bereafter, rather than story hím in Post. Your Italy contains none so accombis own hearing.
plished a courtier,' to convincet the honour of French. Sir, we bave known together in Or- my mistress; if, in the holding or loss of that, leans.
you term her frail. I do nothing doubt, you Post. Since when I have been debtor to you have store of thieves; notwithstanding I fear for courtesies, which I will be ever to pay, not my ring. and yet pay still.
Phi. Let us leave here, gentlemen. French. Sir, you o'er-rate my poor kindness: Post. Sir, with all heart. This worthy sigI was glad I did atonell my countryman and nior, I thank him, makes no stranger of nie; you; it had been pity, you should have been we are familiar at first. put together with so mortal a purpose, as then lach. With five times so much conversation, each bore, upon importance of so slight and should get ground your fair mistress: trivial a nature.
make her go back, even to the yielding; had Post. By your pardon, Sir, I was then a I admittance, and opportunity to friend. young traveller: rather shunned to go even Post. No, no. with what I heard, than in my every action to lach. I dare, thereon, pawn the moiety of be guided by others' experiences : but, upon my estate to your ring; which, in my opinion, my mended judgement, (if I offend not to say ito'er-values it something: But I'make my wager
rather against your confidence, than her repu. Increasing in fame.
+ Accomplished. 1 Forms him. Praise him. # Reconcile. * Destroyed, + Lover, I speak of her as a being I 1 Importunity, instigation.
reverence, not as a beauty whom I enjoy. 1 Overcoma