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Guid. Than be so,
Better to cease to be. Pray, Sir, to the army ;
I and my brother are not known; yourself
So out of thought, and thereto so o'er-grown,
Cannot be question’d.

Arv. By this sun that shines,
I'll thither : what thing is it, that I never
Did see man die ? scarce ever look'd on blood,
But that of coward hares, hot goats, and venison?
Never beftrid a horse save one, that had
A rider like myself, who ne'er wore rowel,
Nor iron on his heel? I am asham'd
To look upon the holy sun, to have
The benefit of his blest beams, remaining
So long a poor unknown.

Guid. By heavens, I'll go :
If you will bless me, Sir, and give me leave,
I'll take the better care; but if you will not,
The hazard therefore due fall on me, by
The hands of Romans !

Arv. So say I; Amen.
Bel. No reason I, fince of your

lives
you

set
So Night a valuation, should reserve
My crack'd one to more care. Have with

you, boys: If in your country wars you chance to die, That is my bed too, lads; and there I'll lie. Lead, lead.—The time seems long: their blood thinks scorn

[Afide. Till it fly out, and shew them princes born.

[Exeunt.

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ACT V.

V. SCENE I.

A field between the British and Roman camps.

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Enter Postkumus, with a

bloody bandkerchief.

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POSTHUMUS.
EA, bloody cloth, I'll keep thee; for I wish'd
Thou shouldst be colour'd thus. You married

ones,
If each of you would take this course, how many
Muft murder wives much better than themselves
For wrying but a little? Oh, Pisanio!
Every good servant does not all commands:
No bond, but to do just ones.—Gods! if you
Should have ta’en vengeance on my faults, I never
Had liv'd 3 to put on this : so had you sav'd
The noble Imogen to repent; and itruck
Me, wretch, more worth your vengeance. But, alack,

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bloody handkerchief.] The bloody token of Imogen's death, which Pisanio in the foregoing act determined to send.

JOHNSON. 2 Yea, bloody' cloth, &c.] This is a soliloquy of nature, uttered when the effervescence of a mind agitated and perturbed spontaneously and inadvertently discharges itself in words. The speech, throughout all its tenor, if the last conceit be cxcepted, seems to issue warm from the heart. He first condemns his own violence; then tries to disburden himself, by imputing part of the crime to Pisanio ; he next fooths his mind to an artificial and momentary tranquillity, by trying to think that he has been only an instrument of the gods for the happiness of Imogen. He is now grown reasonable enough to determine, that having done so much evil he will do 110 more; that he will not fight against the country which he has already injured; but as life is not longer supportable, he will die in a just cause, and die with the obscurity of a man who does not think himself worthy to be remembered. JOHNSON. 3 -- to put on ] Is to incite, to infigate. JOINSON.

You

You snatch some hence for little faults; that's love,
To have them fall no more; you some permit
To second ills with ills, 4 each elder worse ;
5 And make them dread it, to the doers' thrift.

But

copy reads,

each elder worse ;] For this reading all the later editors have contentedly taken,

each worse than other, without enquiries whence they have received it. Yet they know, or might know, that it has no authority. The original

each elder worse, The last deed is certainly not the oldest, but Shakespeare calls the deed of an elder man an elder deed. Johnson.

s And make them dread it, to the doers' thrift.] The divinityschools have not furnished jufter observations on the conduct of Providence, than Pofthumus gives us here in his private reflections. You gods, says he, act in a different manner with your different creatures ;

You snatch some hence for little faults; that's love,

To have them fall no more. Others, says our poet, you permit to live on, to multiply and increase crimes,

And make them dread it, to the doers' thrift. Here is a relative without an antecedent substantive ; which is a breach of grammar. We must certainly read,

And make them dreaded, to the doers' thrift. i. e, others you permit to aggravate one crime with more ; which enormities not only make them revered and dreaded, but tarn in other kinds to their advantage. Dignity, respect, and profit, accrue to them from crimes committed with impunity.

THEOBALD. This emendation is followed by Hanmer. Dr. WARBURTON reads, I know not whether by the printer's negligence,

And make them dread, to the doers' thrift. There seems to be no very satisfactory sense yet offered. I read, but with hehtation,

And make them deeded, to the doers' thrilt. The word deeded I know not indeed where to find; but Shake. speare has, in another sense undeeded, in Macbeth:

my

sword
I feath again undeeded."
I will try again, and read thus,

others you permit
To second ills with ills, each other worse,
And make them srade it, to the doers' thrift.

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But Imogen's your own. 9 Do your best wills,
And make me blest to obey !—I am brought hither
Among the Italian gentry, and to fight
Against my lady's kingdom. 'Tis enough,
That, Britain, I have kill'd thy mistress. Peace!
I'll give no wound to thee. Therefore, good heavens,
Hear patiently my purpose : I'll difrobe me
Of these Italian weeds, and suit myself
As does a Briton peasant : so I'll fight
Against the part I come with; so I'll die
For thee, O Imogen, even for whom my life
Is, every breath, a death: and thus unknown,
Pitied nor hated, to the face of peril
Myself I'll dedicate. Let me make men know
More valour in me, than my habits Mew.
Gods, put the strength o' the Leonati in me!
To shame the guise o' the world, I will begin
The fashion, less without, and more within. [Exit.

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Enter Lucius, Tachimo, and the Roman army at one

door ; and the British army at another; Leonatus Posthumus following it like a poor foldier. They march over, and go out. Then enter again in skirmish Iachimo and Posihumus: he vanquisheth and disarmeth Iachimo, and then leaves him.

Iach. The heaviness, and guilt, within my bosom, Takes off my manhood. I have bely'd a lady,

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Trade and thrift correspond. Our author plays with trade, as it fignifies a lucrative vocation, or a frequent practice. So Isabella says,

“ Thy fins, not accidental, but a trade.” JOHNSON.

Do your best wills, And make me blejt t'obey!-) So the copies. It wis more in the manner of our author to have written,

Do
your

blest wills,
And make me bleft tobey:- JOHNSON.
VOL. IX.

S

The

The princess of this country; and the air on't
Revengingly enfeebles me; or could this carle,
A very drudge of nature, have subdu'd me
In my profession? Knighthoods and honours borne
As I wear mine, are titles but of scorn.
If that thy gentry, Britain, go before
This lout, as he exceeds our lords, the odds
Is, that we scarce are men, and you are gods. [Exit.

The battle continues; the Britons fly; Cymbeline is taken:

then enter to his rescue, Belarius, Guiderius, and Arviragus. Bel. Stand, stand! We have the advantage of the

ground; That lane is guarded: nothing routs us, but The villainy of our fears.

Guid. Arv. Stand; stand and fight!

Enter Posthumus, and seconds the Britons. They rescue

Cymbeline, and exeunt. Then enter Lucius, lachimo, and Imogen. Luc. Away, boy, from the troops, and save thy

feif: For friends kill friends, and the disorder's such As war were hood-wink'd.

Tach. 'Tis their freih supplies.

Luc. It is a day turn’d Itrangely: or betimes Let's re-inforce, or fly.

[Exeunt.

S CE N E III.

Another part of the field.
Enter Poilumus and a British Lord.
Lord. Cam'st thou from where they made the stand?

Post. I did.
Though you, it seems, come from the fliers.

Lord.

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