A punishment, or trial? Yes: no wonder,
When rich ones fcarce tell true: To lapfe in fullness

Is forer, than to lye for need; and falfhood

Is worse in kings than beggars. My dear lord!
Thou art one o' the falfe ones: Now I think on thee,
My hunger's gone; but even before, I was

At point to fink for food. But what is this?

-

Here is a path to it: 'Tis fome favage hold:
I were beft not call; I dare not call: yet famine,
Ere clean it o'erthrow nature, makes it valiant.
Plenty, and peace, breeds cowards; hardness ever
Of hardiness is mother.-Ho! who's here?

t

If any thing that's civil, fpeak; if savage,

"Take, or lend.-Ho!-No answer? then I'H enter.
Beft draw my fword; and if mine enemy

But fear the fword like me, he'll scarcely look on't.
Such a foe, good heavens! [She goes into the cave.

Enter Belarius, Guiderius, and Arviragus.

Bel. You, Polydore, have prov'd beft woodman, and Are mafter of the feast: Cadwal, and I,

Will play the cook, and fervant; 'tis our match:
The sweat of industry would dry, and die,

But for the end it works to. Come; our ftomachs
Will make what's homely, favoury: Weariness
Can fnore upon the flint, when refty floth
Finds the down pillow hard.-Now, peace be here,
Poor house, that keep'st thyself!

Guid. I am throughly weary.

Arv. I am weak with toil, yet strong in appetite.

any thing that's civil,]—any human creature.

Take, or lend.]-Either take me for food, or yield me fome-take my

life, or lend me your affistance.

woodman,]-Sportsman.

▾ match:]—bargain.

Guid. There is cold meat i' the cave; we'll brouze on

that,

Whilft what we have kill'd be cook'd.

Bel. Stay; come not in :—

But that it eats our victuals, I fhould think

Here were a fairy.

Guid. What's the matter, fir?

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

Enter Imogen.

Imp. Good masters, harm me not: Before I enter'd here, I call'd; and thought

[Looking in.

To have begg'd, or bought, what I have took: Good

troth,

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

found

Gold ftrew'd o' the floor. Here's money for my meat:

I would have left it on the board, so soon

As I had made my meal; and parted

With prayers for the provider.

Guid. Money, youth?

Arv. All gold and filver rather turn to dirt ! As 'tis no better reckon'd, but of those

Who worship dirty gods.

Imo. I fee, you are angry :

Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should

Have dy'd, had I not made it.

Bel. Whither bound?

Imo. To Milford-Haven.

Bel. What's your name?

Imo. Fidele, fir: I have a kinfman, who Is bound for Italy; he embark'd at Milford,

Τα

To whom being going, almost spent with hunger,
I am fallen in this offence.

Bel. Pr'ythee, 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 fhall have better cheer
Ere you depart; and thanks, to ftay and eat it.
Boys, bid him' welcome.

Guid. Were you a woman, youth,

I should woo hard, but be your groom. In honefty I bid for you, as I'd buy

Aro. I'll make't my comfort,

He is a man; I'll love him as my brother:
And fuch a welcome as I'd give to him,

After long absence, fuch is yours:-Moft welcome!
Be fprightly, for you fall 'mongst friends.
Imo. 'Mongst friends!

If brothers?-'Would it had been fo, that they
Had been my father's fons! then had my prize
Been lefs; and fo more equal ballasting

To thee, Pofthumus.

Bel. He wrings at fome diftrefs.

Guid. 'Would, I could free't!

Arv. Or I; whate'er it be,

What pain it coft, what danger! Gods!

Bel. Hark, boys.

Imo. Great men,

That had a court no bigger than this cave,

Afide.

[Whispering.

That did attend themselves, and had the virtue

* groom.]-bridegroom.

y In bonefty I bid for you, as I'd buy.]-I only proffer the terms I would purchase you upon.

2 and fo more equal ballafting]-then should I not have funk him by my overweight.-Price-balancing.

Which their own conscience feal'd them, (laying by
That nothing gift of differing multitudes)

b

Could not out-peer thefe twain. Pardon me, gods!
I'd change my fex to be companion with them,
Since Leonatus falfe-

Bel. It fhall be fo:

Boys, we'll go drefs our hunt.-Fair youth, come in : Difcourfe is heavy, fafting; when we have fupp'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, lefs

welcome.

Imo. Thanks, fir.

Arv. I pray, draw near.

SCENE VII.

ROME.

Enter two Roman Senators, and Tribunes.

1 Sen. This is the tenor of the emperor's writ
That fince the common men are now in action
'Gainst the Pannonians and Dalmatians;
And that the legions now in Gallia are
Full weak to undertake our wars against
The fallen-off Britons; that we do incite
The gentry to this bufinefs: He creates
Lucius pro-conful: and to you the tribunes,
For this immediate levy, he commands

d

His abfolute commiffion. Long live Cæfar!

[Exeunt.

(laying by, &c.]-difregarding that worthless tribute, fame, or popular applaufe; the court, which the fhifting vulgar pay. bout-peer]-exceed, furpaís.

e Legnate is false.

be commands]-orders to be given-commends to your care. VOL. III.

Р

Tri.

Tri. Is Lucius general of the forces?

2 Sen. Ay.

Tri. Remaining now in Gallia ?

1 Sen. With those legions

Which I have spoke of, whereunto your levy

Must be fupplyant: The words of your commiffion

Will tie you to the numbers, and the time

I am near to the place where they should meet, if Pifanio have mapp'd it truly. How fit his garments ferve me! Why should his miftrefs, who was made by him that made the taylor, not be fit too? the rather (faving reverence of the word) for, 'tis faid, a woman's fitness comes by fits.. Therein I must play the workman. I dare fpeak it to myfelf, (for it is not vain-glory, for a man and his glafs to confer; in his own chamber, I mean) the lines of my body are as well drawn as his; no less young, more ftrong, not beneath him in fortunes, beyond him in the advantage of the time, above him in birth, alike converfant in general fervices, and more remarkable in fingle oppofitions: yet this imperfeverant thing loves him in my defpight. What mortality is! Pofthumus, thy head, which is now growing upon thy fhoulders, fhall within this hour be off; thy mistress en* in fingle oppofitions: ]-duels. imperfeverant]-perfevering, obftinate,

forced;