Thou art too slow to do thy master's bidding, Pis. O gracious lady, Since I received command to do this business Imo. Do 't, and to bed then. Wherefore then Pis. But to win time Hear me with patience. Imo. Good lady, Talk thy tongue weary; speak: I have heard I am a strumpet; and mine ear, Therein false struck, can take no greater wound, Nor tent to bottom that. But speak. son proposed out; but this is less suitable to the rhythm. III. be unbent, stand with unbent bow. Some villain, ay, and singular in his art, No, on my life. Pis. Imo. Dead to my husband? Pis. If you'll back to the court Imo. No court, no father; nor no more ado That Cloten, whose love-suit hath been to me Pis. Then not in Britain must you bide. Imo. If not at court, Where then? Day, night, Hath Britain all the sun that shines? Are they not but in Britain? I' the world's volume 140 In a great pool a swan's nest: prithee, think Pis. 135. harsh, rude. ib. noble, ironically said of Cloten's high birth in contrast with his rudeness and simplicity. 147. Dark as your fortune, suitable to one of obscure station. 148. That which can only appear itself to your own peril (viz. your rank and sex). But by self-danger, you should tread a course Imo. O, for such means! Though peril to my modesty, not death on 't, Pis. Well, then, here's the point: You must forget to be a woman; change Imo. Nay, be brief: I see into thy end, and am almost A man already. Pis. 150 160 First, make yourself but like one. 170 Fore-thinking this, I have already fit 'Tis in my cloak-bag-doublet, hat, hose, all That answer to them: would you in their serving, And with what imitation you can borrow If that his head have ear in music,-doubtless And doubling that, most holy. Your means You have me, rich; and I will never fail Imo. Thou art all the comfort The gods will diet me with. Prithee, away: A prince's courage. Away, I prithee. Pis. Well, madam, we must take a short farewell, Lest, being miss'd, I be suspected of 180 Your carriage from the court. My noble mistress, 190 What's in 't is precious; if you are sick at sea, Will drive away distemper. 177. happy, skilled. ib. which you'll make him know; Hanmer's emendation of Ff ' which will make him know.' 179. embrace, welcome. To some shade, May the gods [Exeunt, severally. for your support in your wanderings. 184. even all that good time will give us, be even with, make the most of, our opportunities. 186. I am soldier to, I enter upon with a soldier's resolution. 190. carriage, conveyance. SCENE V. A room in Cymbeline's palace. Enter CYMBELINE, QUEEN, CLOTEN, LUCIUS, Cym. Thus far; and so farewell. Luc. My master's enemy. Cym. Our subjects, sir, Will not endure his yoke; and for ourself To show less sovereignty than they, must needs Appear unkinglike. Luc. A conduct over-land to Milford-Haven. So, sir: I desire of you And you! Madam, all joy befal your grace! Queen. Cym. My lords, you are appointed for that office; The due of honour in no point omit. So farewell, noble Lucius. Luc. Your hand, my lord. Clo. Receive it friendly; but from this time forth I wear it as your enemy. Luc. Sir, the event Is yet to name the winner: fare you well. Cym. Leave not the worthy Lucius, good my lords, Till he have cross'd the Severn. Happiness! [Exeunt Lucius and Lords. Queen. He goes hence frowning: but it honours us That we have given him cause. 10 |