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other casual; a cunding thief, or a that-way accomplished courtier, would bazard the winning both of first and last.

Post. Your Italy contains none so accomplished a courtier, to convince* the honour of my mistress; if, in the holding or loss of that, you term her frail. I do nothing doubt, you have store of thieves; not. withstanding, I fear not my ring.

Phi. Let us leave here, gentlemen.

Post. Sir, with all my heart. This worthy signior, I thank him, makes no stranger of me; we are fami. liar at first.

lach. With five times so much conversation, I should get ground of your fair mistress: make her go back, even to the yielding; had I admittance, and opportunity to friend,

Post. No, no.

lach. I dare, thereon, pawn the moiety of my estate to your rivg; which, in my opinion, o'ervalues it somethiog: But I make my wager rather against your confidence, than her reputation: and, to bar your offence herein too, I durst attempt it against any lady in the world,

Post. You are a great deal abused t in too bold a persuasion; and I doubt not you sustain what you're worthy of, by your attempt.

lach. What's that?

Post. A repulse: Though your attempt, as you call it, deserve more; a punishment too.

Phi. Gentlemen, enough of this: it came in too suddenly; let it die as it was born, and, I pray you, be better acquainted.

Iach. 'Would I bad put my estate, and my neighbour's, on the approbation of what I have spoke.

Post. What lady would you choose to assail?

lach. Yours; whom in constancy, you think, stands so safe. I will lay you ten thousand ducats to your ring, that, commend me to the court where

• Overcome.

Deceived.

Proof.

your lady is, with no more advantage than the op. portunity of a second conference, and I will bring from thence that honour of hers, which you imagine so reserved.

Post. I will wage against your gold, gold to it: my ring I hold dear as my finger; 'tis part of it.

Iach. You are a friend, and therein the wiser. If you buy ladies' flesh at a million a dram, you cannot preserve it from tainting: But, I see, you have some religion in you, that you fear.

Post. This is but a custom in your tongue; you bear a graver purpose, I hope.

Iach. I am the master of my speeches; and would undergo what's spoken, I swear.

Post. Will you?-I shall but lend my diamond till your return:- Let there be covenants drawn between us: My mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your unworthy thinking: I dare you to this match: here's my ring.

Phi. I will have it po lay.

Iach. By the gods it is one:- If I bring you no sufficient testimony that I have enjoyed the dearest bodily part of your mistress, my ten thousand ducats are yours; so is your diamond too. If I come off, and leave her in such honour as you have trust in, she your jewel, this your jewel, and my gold are yours :-provided, I have your commendation, for my more free entertaipment.

Post. I embrace these conditions ; let us have ar. ticles betwixt us :-only, thus far you shall answer. If you make your voyage upon her, and give me di. rectly to understand you have prevailed, I am no further your enemy, she is not worth our debate : if she remain unseduced (you not making it appear otherwise), for your ill opinion, and the assault you have made to her chastity, you shall answer me with your sword.

Iach. Your hand; a covenant: We will have

• Recommendation.

these things set down by lawful.counsel, and straight away for Britain; lest the bargain should catch cold, and starve: I will fetch my gold, and have our two wagers recorded. Post. Agreed.

(Ereunt Posthumus and Iachimo. French. Will this hold, think you?

Phi. Signior Iachimo will not from it. Pray, let us follow 'em.

[Exeunt.

SCENE VI.

Britain. A room in Cymbeline's palace.

Enter Queen, Ladies, and Cornelius.
Queen. Whiles yet the dew's on ground, gather

those flowers;
Make haste: Who has the note of them?
1 Lady.

I, madam. Queen. Despatch.

[Exeunt Ladies. Now, master doctor; have you brought those drugs? Cor. Pleaseth your highness, ay: here they are, madam:

[Presenting a small box.
But I beseech your grace, (without offence;
My conscience bids me ask); wherefore you have
Commanded of me these most poisonous compounds,
Which are the movers of a languishing death;
But, though slow, deadly?
Queen.

. I do wonder, doctor,
Thou ask'st me such a question: Have I not been
Thy pupil long? Hast thou not learn'd me how
To make perfumes? distil? preserve? yea, so,
That our great king himself doth woo me oft
For my confections? Having thus far proceeded
(Unless thou think'st me devilish), is't not meet
That I did amplify my judgement in

Other conclusions? I will try the forces
Of these thy compounds on such creatures as
We count not worth the hanging (but none human),
To try the vigour of them, and apply
Allayments to their act; and by them gather
Their several virtues, and effects.
Cor.

Your highness
Shall from this practice but make hard your heart:
Besides, the seeing these effects will be
Both noisome and infectious.
Queen.

O, content thee.

Enter Pisanio.

Here comes a flattering rascal; upon him (Aside.
Will I first work: he's for his master,
And enemy to my son.-How now, Pisanio?
Doctor, your service for this time is ended;
Take your own way.
Cor.

I do suspect you, madam; But you shall do no harm.

(Aside. Qucen.

Hark thee, a word.

[To Pisanio. Cor. [Aside.] I do not like her. She doth think,

she has
Strange lingering poisons: I do know her spirit,
And will not trust one of her malice with
A drug of such damnd nature: Those, she has,
Will stupify and dull the sense awhile;
Which first, perchance, she'll prove on cats, and

dogs;
Then afterward up higher; but there is
No danger in what show of death it makes,
More than the locking up the spirits a time,
To be more fresh, reviving. She is fool'd
With a most false effect; and I the truer,
So to be false with her,

• Experiments.

Queen.

No further service, doctor, Until I send for thee. Cor.

I humbly take my leave.

(Erit. Queen. Weeps she still, say'st thou? Dost thou

think, in time She will not quench; and let instructions enter Where folly now possesses ? Do thou work; When thou shalt bring me word, she loves my son, I'll tell thee, on the instant, thou art then As great as is thy master : greater; for His fortunes all lie speechless, and his name Is at last gasp : Return he cannot, nor Continue where he is : to shift his being, Is to exchange one misery with another; And every day, that comes, comes to decay A day's work in him: What shalt thou expect, To be depender on a thing that leans : Who cannot be new built; nor has no friends,

[The Queen drops a bor: Pisanio takes it up. So much as but to prop him ?Thou tak'st up Thou know'st not what; but take it for thy labour: It is a thing I made, which hath the king Five times redeem'd from death: I do not know What is more cordial :- Nay, I pr'ythee, take it; It is an earnest of a further good That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how The case stands with her; do't, as from thyself. Think what a chance thou changest on; but think Thou hast thy mistress still; to boot, my son, Who shall take notice of thee: l'll move the king To any shape of thy preferment, such As thou'lt desire; and then myself, I chiefly, That set thee on to this desert, am bound To load thy merit richly. Call my women: Think on my words. (Erit Pisa.)- A sly and con

stant knave;

i. e. Grow cool.

To change his abode.

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