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The gods protect you!

And bless the good remainders of the court!

I am gone.

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Harm not yourself with your vexation; I

Am senseless of your wrath; a touch more rare

Subdues all pangs, all fears.

Cym.

[Exit,

Past grace? obedience?

Imo. Past hope, and in despair; that way, past

grace.

Cym. That might'st have had the sole son of my

queen!

Imo. O bless'd, that I might not! I chose an eagle, And did avoid a puttock *.

Cym. Thou took'st a beggar; would'st have made my throne

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It is your fault that I have lov'd Posthumus:
You bred him as my play-fellow; and he is
A man, worth any woman; overbuys me
Almost the sum he

pays.

Cym.

What!-art thou mad?

Imo. Almost, sir: Heaven restore me!-'Would I

were

A neatherd's daughter! and my Leonatus

Our neighbour shepherd's son!

Cym.

Re-enter Queen.

Thou foolish thing!

[To the Queen,

They were again together: you have done

Not after our command. Away with her,
And pen her up.

Queen.

'Beseech your patience :-Peace,

Dear lady daughter, peace; -Sweet sovereign,

Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself some

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Fie!-you must give way :

Here is your servant.- -How now, sir? What

news?

Pis. My lord your son drew on my master.

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And had no help of anger: they were parted
By gentlemen at hand.

Queen.

I am very glad on't.

Imo. Your son's my father's friend; he takes his

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.

SCENE III.

A publick Place.

Enter CLOTEN, and two Lords.

[Exeunt.

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.

[Aside.

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 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 many inches as you have oceans: Puppies!

[Aside.

Clo. I would, they had not come between us. 2 Lord. So would I, till you had measur'd how long a fool you were upon the ground.

[Aside.

Clo. And that she should love this fellow, and refuse me!

2 Lord. If it be a sin to make a true election, she is damn'd. [Aside.

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 her wit.

2 Lord. She shines not upon fools, lest the reflection should hurt her.

[Aside.

Clo. Come, I'll to my chamber: 'Would there had been some hurt done!

2 Lord. I wish not so; unless it had been the fall

of an ass, which is no great hurt.

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.

[Aside.

[Exeunt.

SCENE IV.

A Room in Cymbeline's Palace.

Enter IMOGEN and PISANIO.

Imo. I would thou grew'st unto the shores o'the

haven,

And question'dst every sail: if he should write,

And I not have it, 'twere a paper lost

As offer'd mercy is". What was the last

That he spake to thee?

Pis.

'Twas, His queen, his queen!

And kiss'd it, madam.

Imo. Then wav'd his handkerchief?

Pis.

Imo. Senseless linen! happier therein than I!—

And that was all?

Pis.

No, madam; for so long

As he could make me with this eye or ear

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