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Bel. Stay; come not in:— But that it eats our victuals, I should think Here were a fairy.

Guid. What's the matter, sir?

Bel. By Jupiter, an angel ! or, if not, An earthly paragon l–Behold divineness No elder than a boy!

Enter IMog EN.

Imog. Good masters, harm me not: Before I enter'd here, I call'd; and thought To have begg'd, or bought, what I have took : Good

troth, I have stolen nought; nor would not, though I had found

Gold strew'd o' the floor. Here's money for thy meat:
I would have left it on the board, so soon
As I had made my meal; and parted
With prayers for the provider.

Arv. Money, youth

Guid. All gold and silver rather turn to dirt!
As 'tis no better reckon'd, but of those
Who worship dirty gods.

Imog. I see, you are angry;
Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should
Have died, had I not made it.

Bel. Whither bound

Imog. To Milford Haven, sir.

Bel. What is your name?

Imog. Fidele, sir: I have a kinsman, who Is bound for Italy; he embark'd at Milford; To whom being going, almost spent with hunger, I am fallen in this offence. . Bel. 'Prythee, fair youth, Think us no churls; nor measure our good minds By this rude place we live in. Well encounter'd "Tis almost night: you shall have better cheer


Ere you depart; and thanks, to stay and eat it.—
Boys bid him welcome.
Arv. I'll love him as my brother:—
And such a welcome as I'd give to him,
After long absence, such is yours.
Guid. Most welcome !
Be sprightly, for you fall 'mongst friends.
Imog. [Aside.] 'Mongst friends !
If brothers — Would it had been so, that they
Had been my father's sons ! then had my prize
Been less; and so more equal ballasting
To thee, Posthumus.
Bel. He wrings at some distress,
Guid. 'Would I could free’t
Arv. Or I; whate'er it be,
What pain it cost, what danger!
Bel. Hark, boys | [Whispering them.
Imog. Great men,
That had a court no bigger than this cave,
That did attend themselves, and had the virtue
Which their own conscience seal'd them, (laying by
That nothing gift of differing multitudes,)
Could not outpeer these twain. Pardon, me, gods !
I'd change my sex to be companion with them,
Since Leonatus, false— -
Bel. It shall be so:
Boys, we'll go dress our hunt.—Fair youth, come in :
Discourse is heavy, fasting; when we have supp'd,
We'll mannerly demand thee of thy story,
So far as thou wilt speak it.
Guid. 'Pray, draw near.
Arv. The night to the owl, and morn to the lark,
less welcome.
Imog. Thanks, sir. -
Arv. I pray, draw near. [Ereunt into the Cave.

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Cloten. I am near to the place where they should meet, if Pisanio have mapped it truly.—How fit his garments serve me! Posthumus, thy head, which now is growing upon thy shoulders, shall within this hour be off; thy mistress enforced ; thy garments cut to pieces before thy face : and, all this done, spurn her home to her father; who may, haply, be a little angry for my so rough usage; but my mother, having power of his testiness, shall turn all into my commendations. My horse is tied up safe : Out, sword, and to a sore purpose ! Fortune, put them into my hand . This is the very description of their meeting-place: and the fellow dares not deceive me. [Erit,


The Forest and the Cave.

Enter, from the Cave, BELARIUs, Guide aius, ARv1RAGUs, and IMog EN.

Bel. You are not well: remain here in the cave; We'll come to you after hunting.

Arv. Brother, stay here: [To IMogen. Are we not brothers ? Imog. So man and man should be; But clay and clay differs in dignity, Whose dust is both alike.—I am very sick. Guid. Go you to hunting, I'll abide with him. Imog. So sick I am not;-yet I am not well: So please you, leave me; Stick to your journal course: the breach of custom Is breach of all. I am ill; but your being by me Cannot amend me: Society is no comfort To one not sociable: I am not very sick, Since I can reason of it. 'Pray you, trust me here. Guid. Brother, farewell. Imog. I wish ye sport. Arv. You health.-So please you, sir. [BELARIUs, GUIDERIUs, and ARVIRAGU's confer apart. Imog. [Aside.] These are kind creatures. Gods, what lies, I have heard Our courtiers say, all's savage, but at court.— I am sick still ; #. sick:—Pisanio, I'll now taste of thy drug. [Drinks out of the Phial. Guid. I could not stir him: He said, he was gentle, but unfortunate; Dishonestly afflicted, but yet honest. Arv. Thus did he answer me: yet said, hereafter I might know more. Bel. To th’ field, to th' field.— We'll leave you for this time; go in, and rest. Arv. We'll not be long away. Bel. 'Pray, be not sick; For you must be our house wife. Imog. Well, or ill, I am bound to you. [Erit IMogen, into the Cave. Bel. This youth, howe'er distress'd, appears, he hath had * Good ancestors.

Arv. How angel like he looks
Nobly he yokes a smiling with a sigh.

Guid. I do note,
That grief and patience, rooted in him both,
Mingle their spurs together.

Bel. It is great morning. Come; away.

Cloten. [Within..] What, shall I never find this

place? Bel. Who's there 2 [BELA Rius, GUIDERIUs, and ARVIRAGUs retire.

Enter CLoten.

Cloten. I cannot find those runagates; that villain Hath mock'd me. [Erit CLoten.

Bel. Those runagates 1 Means he not us I partly know him; 'tis Cloten, the son o’ the Queen. I fear some ambush.

Guid. He is but one: You and my brother search What companies are near: 'pray you, away; Let me alone with him.

[Ereunt BELARIUs and ARVIRAGus.


Cloten. Soft! What are you That fly me thus? Some villain mountaineers ? I have heard of such. Thou art a robber, A law-breaker, a villain : Yield thee, thief. Guid. To whom 2 to thee what art thou? Have not I An arm as big as thine? a heart as big Thy words, I grant, are bigger; for I wear not My dagger in my mouth. Say, what thou art; Why I should yield to thee. Cloten. Thou villain, base ! Know'st me not by my clothes Guid. No, nor thy tailor, rascal,

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