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Than doth become a man! I will remain
Be brief, I pray you! If the king come, I shall incur I know not How much of his displeasure:-Yet I'll move him
(Aside. To walk this way: I never do him wrong, But he does buy my injuries, to be friends; Pays dear for my offences.
Should we be taking leave
Imo. Nay, stay a little:
How! how ! another?
(Putting on the ring.
[Putting a bracelet on her arm.
0, the gods! When shall we see again?
Enter Cymbeline and Lords.
Alack, the king!
The gods protect you!
o disloyal thing,
I beseech you, sir,
Past grace? obedience?
grace. Cym. That might'st have had the solet son of my
queen! Imo. O bless'd, that I might not! I chose an
eagle, And did avoid a puttock g. Cym. Thou took'st a beggar; would'st have made
my throne A seat for baseness. Imo.
No; I rather added A lustre to it.
+ A more exquisite feeling.
Сут. O thou vile one!
What!-art thou mad ! Imo. Almost, sir : Heaven restore me!-'Would
Re-enter Queen. Сут.
Thou foolish thing! They were again together : you have done
. [To the Queen. Not after our command. Away with her, And pen her up. Queen.
'Beesech your patience :-Peace, Dear lady daughter, peace;--Sweet sovereign, Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself some
Nay, let her languish
Fyel-you must give way: Here is your servant.-How now, sir? What news?
Pis. My lord your son drew on my master.
There might have been, But that my master rather play'd than fought,
And had no help of anger: they were parted
I am very glad on't.
part. To draw upon an exile!-O brave sir ! I would they were in Africk both together; Myself by with a needle, that I might prick The goer back. Why came you from your master?
Pis. On his command: He would not suffer me To bring him to the haven: left these notes Of what commands I should be subject to, When it pleas'd you to employ me. Queen.
This hath been Your faithful servant: I dare lay mine honour He will remain so. Pis.
I humbly thank your highness. Queen. Pray, walk a while. Imo.
About some half hour hence, I pray you, speak with me : you shall, at least, Go see my lord aboard: for this time, leave me.
A public place.
Enter Cloten, and two Lords.
1 Lord. Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; the violence of action hath made you reek as a sacri. fice: Where air comes out, air comes in: there's none abroad so wholesome as that you vent.
Clo. If my shirt were bloody, then to shift itHave I hurt him? 2 Lord, No, faith; not so much as his patience.
1 Lord. Hurt him? his body's a passable carcass, if he be not hurt: it is a thoroughfare for steel, if it be not hurt.
2 Lord. His steel was in debt; it went o'the backside the town.
[Aside. Clo. The villain would not stand me.
2 Lord. No; but he fled forward still, toward your face.
(Aside. 1 Lord. Stand you! You have land enough of your own: but he added to your having ; gave you some ground.
2 Lord. As mauy inches as you have oceans: Puppies!
(Aside. Clo. I would, they had not come between us.
2 Lord. So would I, till you had measured how long a fool you were upon the ground. (Aside.
Clo. And that sbe should love this fellow, and refuse me!
2 Lord. If it be a sin to make a true election, she is damned.
[Asi de. 1 Lord. Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain go not together*: She's a good sign, but I have seen small reflection of ber witt.
2 Lord. She shines not upon fools, lest the reflection should hurt her.
[Aside. clo. Come, I'll to my chanıber: 'Would there had been some burt done!
2 Lord. I wish not so; unless it had been the fall of an ass, which is no great hurt.
(Aside. Clo. You'll go with us? 1 Lord. I'll attend your lordship. Clo. Nay, come, let's go together. 2 Lord. Well, my lord.
• Her beauty and sense are not equal.
+ To understand the force of this idea, it should be remembered that anciently almost every sign had a motto, or someattemptat a witticism, underneath it.