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Enter CYMBELINE, Queen, Cloten, and Lords,
at one Door; und at another, Caius Lucius, and
And, to kill the marvel,
Quere so ever. There be mani n is
There be many Cæsars,
8 thine uncle,] Cassibelan was great uncle to Cymbeline, who was son to Tenantius, the nephew of Cassibelan.
With rocks unscaleable, and roaring waters;
quest Cæsar made here; but made not here his brag Of, came, and saw, and overcame: with shame (The first that ever touch'd him,) he was carried From off our coast, twice beaten; and his shipping, (Poor ignorant baubles !) on our terrible seas, Like egg-shells mov'd upon their surges, crack'd As easily 'gainst our rocks: For joy whereof, The fam'd Cassibelan, who was once at point (0, giglot fortune!9) to master Cæsar's sword, Made Lud's town with rejoicing fires bright, And Britons strut with courage.
Clo. Come there's no more tribute to be paid : Our kingdom is stronger than it was at that time; and, as I said, there is no more such Cæsars: other of them may have crooked noses; but, to owe such straight arms, none.
Cym. Son, let your mother end.
Clo. We have yet many ainong us can gripe as hard as Cassibelan: I do not say, I am one; but I have a hand.-Why tribute! why should we pay tribute? If Cæsar can hide the sun from us with a blanket, or put the moon in his pocket, we will pay him tribute for light; else, sir, no more tribute, pray you now.
Cym. You must know, . Till the injurious Romans did extort This tribute from us, we were free : Cæsar's am
bition, (Which swell’d so much, that it did almost stretch The sides o'the world,) against all colour, here
a(0, giglot fortune !] O false and inconstant fortune! A giglot was a strumpet.
ugainst all colour,] Without any pretence of right.
Did put the yoke upon us; which to shake off,
I am sorry, Cymbeline,
Thou art welcome, Caius. Thy Cæsar knighted me; my youth I spent Much under him; of him I gather'd honour; Which he, to seek of me again, perforce, Behoves me keep at utterance;? I am perfect, That the Pannonians and Dalmatians, for Their liberties, are now in arms: a precedent Which, not to read, would show the Britons cold: So Cæsar shall not find them. .. Luc.
Let proof speak..... Clo. His majesty bids you welcome. Make pastime with us a day, or two, longer: If you seek us afterwards in other terms, you shall find us " in our salt-water girdle: if you beat us out of it, it is yours; if you fall in the adventure, our crows shall fare the better for you; and there's an end.
? - keep at utterance :] means to keep at the extremity of defiance. Combat à outrance is a desperate fight, that must con- .. clude with the life of one of the combatants.
3 I am perfect, I am well informed.
Luc. So; sir. · Cym. I know your master's pleasure, and he mine: All the remain is, welcome.
Enter PisaniO. Pis. How! of adultery? Wherefore write you not What monster's her accuser? - Leonatus! O, master! what a strange infection Is fallen into thy ear? What false Italian (As poisonous tongue'd, as handed, 4) hath prevail'd On thy too ready hearing ?-Dişloyal? No: She's punish'd for her truth; and undergoes, More goddess-like than wife-like, such assaults As would take in some virtue.-0, my master! Thy mind to her is now as low, as were Thy fortunes.-How.! that I should murder her? Upon the love, and truth, and vows, which I Have made to thy command ?-1, her?-her blood? If it be so to do good service, never Let me be counted serviceable. How look !, : That I should seem to lack humanity, ; So much as this fact comes too! Do't: The letter
4 What false Italian
(As poisonous-tongue'd, as handed,)] About Shakspeare's time the practice of poisoning was very common in Italy, and the sus. picion of Italian poisons yet more common. o take in some virtue.] To take in a town, is to conquer it.
Thy mind to her is now as low.] That is, thy mind compared to hers is now as low, as thy condition was, compared to hers.
That I have sent her. by her own command
Imo. How now, Pisanio?
Pis. Madam, here is a letter from my lord. . Imo. Who? thy lord? that is my lord? Leonatus?
O, learn'd indeed were that astronomer,
Justice, and your father's wrath, should he take me in his dominion, could not be so cruel to me, as you, O the dearest of creatures, would not even renew me with your eyes. Take notice, that I am in Cambria, at Milford-Haven : What your own love
? Art thou a feodary for this act,] Feodury means, here, a confederate, or accomplice.
8 I am ignorant in what I am commanded.] i. e. I am unpractised in the arts of murder.
9 For it doth physick love;] That is, grief for absence keeps love in health and vigour.
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