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or never recover.

Cleo. Be it known, that we, the greatest, are & mis

Re-enter CHARMIAN. thought

Show me, my women, like a queen-go fetch For things that others do; and when we fall,

My best attires ;-I am again for Cydnus, We answer others' b merits in our name,

To meet Mark Antony.--Sirrah, Iras, go. 1 And therefore to be pitied.

Now, noble Charmian, we'll despatch indeed; Cæs.

Cleopatra,

And, when thou hast done this 'chare, I'll give thee Not what you have reserv'd, nor what acknowledg'd, leave Put we i' 'the roll of conquest: still be it yours, To play till dooms-day.-Bring our crown and all. Bestow it at your pleasure ; and believe,

Wherefore's this noise ? [Exit Iras. A noise sritkin. Cæsar's no merchant, to make prize with you

Enter one of the Guard. Of things that merchants sold. Therefore be cheer'd;

Guard. Make not your thoughts your prisons: no, denr

Here is a rural fellow, For we intend so to dispose you, as [queen;

That will not be denied your highness' presence: Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed, and sleep:

He brings you figs. Our care and pity is so much upon you,

Cleo. Let him

come ir.—How poor an instrument That we remain your friend ; and so, adieu.

[Exit Gaard. Cleo. My master, and my lord !

May do a noble deed! he brings me liberty. Cæs.

Not so. Adieu. My resolution's plac'd, and I have nothing 2 [ Flourish. Exeunt CÆSAR, and his Train. of woman in me: now from head to foot Cleo. He words me, girls, he words me, that I I am marble-constant; now the 5 fleeting moon should not

No planet is of mine. Be noble to myself: but hark thee, Charmian.

Re-enter Guard, with a Clown bringing in a Basti. [Whispers CHARMIAN.

Guard.

This is the man. Iras. Finish, good lady; the bright day is done,

Cleo. Avoid, and leave him. [Erit Guard And we are for the dark.

Hust thou the pretty - worm of Nilus there,
Cleo.
Hie thee again:

That kills and pains not?
I have 3 spoken already, and it is provided ;

Clown. Truly I have him; but I would not be the 'Go, put it to the haste. Char. Madam, I will.

party that should desire you to touch him, fu bán

biting is immortal: those that do die of it do selilom Re-enter DOLABELLA. Dol. Where is the queen ?

Cleo. Remember'st thou any that have died on't! Char.

Behold, sir. (Exit CHARMIAN. Cloron. Very many, men and women too. I beard Cleo.

Dolabella? of one of them no longer than yesterday: & tery Dol. Madam, as thereto sworn by your command, honest woman, but something given to lie, as a w Which my love makes religion to obey,

man should not do but in the way of honesty, bos I tell you this : Cæsar through Syria

she died of the biting of it, what pain she felt.Intends his journey, and within three days

Truly, she makes a very good report o' the wor; You with your children will he send before. but he that will believe all that they say, shall beren Make your best use of this; I have perform'd be saved by half that they do. But this is not Your pleasure, and my promise.

fallible, the worm's an adder-worn. Cleo.

Dolabella,

Cleo. Get thee hence : farewell.
I shall remain your debtor.

Clown. I wish you all joy of the worm.
Dol.
I your servant.

Cleo. Farewell. [Clown sets down the Bask.
Adieu, good queen; I must attend on Cæsar. Clown. You must think this, look you, that the
Cleo. Farewell, and thanks. [Escit Dol.] Now, worm will do his kind.
Iras, what think'st thou ?

Cleo. Ay, ay; farewell. Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shult be shown

Clown. Look you, the worm is not to be trusted In Rome, as well as I: mechanic slaves

but in the keeping of wise people; for, indeed, there With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall is no goodness in the worm. Uplift us to the view: in their thick breaths, Cleo. Take thou no care: it shall be heeded. Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclouded,

Clown. Very good. Give it nothing, I pray sos, And forc'd to drink their vapor.

for it is not worth the feeding. Iras.

The gods forbid ! Cleo. Will it eat me ? Cleo. Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras. Saucy lictors Clown. You must not think I am so simple, but I Will catch at us, like strumpets; and scald rhymers know the devil himself will not eat a woma: 1 Ballad us out o' tune: the quick comedians know, that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the Extemporally will stage us, and present

devil dress her not; but, truly, these same whores Our Alexandrian revels: Antony

devils do the gods great harm in their women, fa Shall be brought drunken førth, and I shall see in every ten that they make, the devils mar 7nine. Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness

Cleo. Well, get thee gone: farewell. l' the posture of a whore.

Clown. Yes, forsooth; I wish you joy of the wors Iras. O, the good gods!

[E Cleo. Nay, that is certain.

Re-enter IRAs, with a Robe, Crown, f. Iras. I'll never see it; for, I am sure, my nails

Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Are stronger than mine eyes.

Immortal longings in me. Now, no more Cleo.

Why, that's the way The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. To fool their preparation, and to conquer Their most * assur'd intents. Now, Charmian ?

k Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. -Methinks, I beat

Antony call : I see him rouse himself * Mi-thought," I. o., thought wrong of.Merits for demerits. That is, "Be not a prisoner in imagination, when {"This chare," I. e., this chore-*" Fleeting, ** Let in reality you are free.'_Quick," i. e., lively; quick constant; changeable. ---Worm was used formerly to go witted. — Female characters were formerly played by a serpent. Win do his kind," i, e., will act scearding to boys.

his nature. -** Yare, yare," 1. e., be nimble; be ready.

To praise my noble act; I hear him mock

Char. It is well done, and fitting for a princess The luck of Cæsar, which the gods give men Descended of so many royal kings. To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come : Ah, soldier!

[Dies. Now to that name my courage prove my title.

Enter DOLABELLA. I am fire, and air; my other elements

Dol. How goes it here? I give to baser life.-80,-have you done?

2 Guard.

All dead. Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips.

Dol.

Cæsar, thy thoughts Farewell, kind Charmian :-Iras, long farewell.

Touch their effects in this : thyself art coming [Kisses them. Iras falls, and dies. To see perform'd the dreaded act, which thou Have I the aspick in my lips ? Dost fall ?

So sought'st to hinder.
If thou and nature can so gently part,
The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch,

Within. A way there ! a way for Cæsar!
Which hurts, and is desir'd. Dost thou lie still ?

Enter Cæsar, and all his Train. If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world

Dol. O, sir ! you are too sure an augurer: It is not worth leave-taking.

[say, That you did fear, is done. Char. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain, that I may she levell'd at our purposes, and, being royal,

Bravest at the last: The gods themselves do weep. Cleo.

This proves me base : Took her own way: --The manner of their deaths ? If she first meet the curled Antony,

I do not see them bleed. He'll make demand of her, and spend that kiss, Dol.

Who was last with them? Which is my heaven to have. Come, thou mortal 1 Guard. A simple countryman that brought her wretch, '[She applies the Asp to her Breast. This was his basket.

[figs : With thy sharp teeth this knot a intrinsicate

Ces.

Poison'd, then. Of life at once untie: poor venomous fool,

1 Guard.

O Cæsar! Be angry, and despatch. O! could'st thou speak, This Charmian lived but now; she stood, and spake. That I might hear thee call great Cæsar ass I found her trimming up the diadem Unpolicied!

On her dead mistress : tremblingly she stood, Char. O eastern star'

And on the sudden dropp'd.
Cleo.

Peace, peace!
Cæs.

O noble weakness ! Dost thou not see my baby at my breast,

If they had swallow'd poison, 'twould appear That sucks the nurse asleep?

By external swelling; but she looks like sleep, Char.

O, break! O, break! As she would catch another Antony
Cleo. As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle. In her strong toil of d grace.
O Antony !-Nay, I will take thee too. -

Dol.

Here, on her breast, [ Applying another Asp to her Arm. There is a event of blood, and something 'blown: Why should I stay3[ Falls, and dies. The like is on her arm.

[leaves Char. In this wild world ?-So, fare thee well. 1 Guard. This is an aspick's trail; and these figNow boast thee, death, in thy possession lies Have slime upon them, such as the aspick leaves A lass unpa rallel'd.-Downy windows, close; Upon the caves of Nile. And golden Phæbus never be beheld

Cas.

Most probable, Of eyes again so royal! Your crown's awry;

That so she died; for her physician tells me,
I'll mend it, and then play-

She hath pursu'd & conclusions infinite
Enter the Guard, rushing in.

Of easy ways to die.—Take up her bed,

And bear ber women from the monument,
1 Guard. Where is the queen?
Char.
Speak softly; wake her not. No grave upon the earth shall bclip in it

She shall be buried by her Antony: 1 Guard. Cæsar hath sentChar. Too slow a messenger. (Applies the Asp. Suike those that make them; and their story is

A pair so famous. High events as these O! come; apace; despatch : I partly feel thee. 1 Guard. Approach, ho! All's not well: Cæsar's Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall,

No less in pity, than his glory, which beguil'd.

[him. In solemn show, attend this funeral, 2 Guard. There's Dolabella sent from Cæsar: call And then to Rome.-Come, Dolabella, see i Guard. What work is here ?—Charmian, is this High order in this great solemnity. [Exeunt. well done?

" She levell'd at," L e., she conjectured._d" of grace," "Intrinsicate," 1. e., entangled; perplexed.b Unpoli- i. e., of graceful appearance." A vent," i. e., an emlesion; cied,” i. e., impolitic, to leave the means of death within a flow. Blown, 1. e., svelled; puffed.-Pursu'd conmy reach.

clusions," i. e, tried experiments.--" Clip," i, e., enfold.

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CYMBELINE, King of Britain,

Caius Lucius, General of the Roman Forces. CLOTEN, Son to the Queen by a former Hus. A Roman Captain. band.

Two British Captains.
Leonatus Posthumus, Husband to Imogen. Pisanio, Servant to Posthumus.
BELARIUS, a banished Lord, disguised under CORNELIUS, a Physician.
the name of Morgan.

Two Gentlemen.
Sons to Cymbeline, disguised Two Jailors.
GUIDERIUS, under the names of Polydore
ARVIRAGUS, and Cadwal, supposed sons QUEEN, Wife to Cymbeline.
to Belarius.

IMOGEN, Daughter to Cymbeline by a former PHILARIO, Friend to Posthumus,

Queen.

Italiang. Iachimo, Friend to Philario,

HELEN, Woman to Imogen. A French Gentleman, Friend to Philario. Lords, Ladies, Roman Senators, Tribunes, Apparitions, a Soothsayer, a Dutch Gentleman, a Spanish Gea. tleman, Musicians, Officers, Captains, Soldiers, Messengers, and other Attendants.

SCENE, sometimes in Britain, sometimes in Italy.

ACT I.

That late he married) hath referr'd herself

Unto a poor but worthy gentleman. She's wedded; SCENE I.-Britain. The Garden lof CYMBE Her husband banish'd ; she imprison'd: all LINE's Palace.

Is outward sorrow, though, I think, the king

Be touch'd at very heart.
Enter Two Gentlemen.

2 Gent.

None but the king? 1 Gent. You do not meet a man, but frowns : our

1 Gent. He that hath lost her, too: so is the queet, a bloods

That most desir'd the match ; but not a courtier, No more obey the bheavens, than our courtiers Although they wear their faces to the bent Still seem as does the king.

Of the king's looks, hath a heart that is not 2 Gent.

But wbat's the matter? Glad at the thing they scowl at. 1 Gent. His daughter, and the heir of's kingdom, 2 Gent.

And why so ? whom

1 Gent. He that hath miss'd the princess is a thing He purpos’d to his wife's sole son,

(a widow

Too bad for bad report; and he that hath her, (I mean, that married her,—alack, good man

And therefore banish'd) is a creature such “Our bloods," i. e., our dispositione, temperaments.6."No more obey the heavens," i e., are not more obedient 20 As, to seek through the regions of the earth the influences of the skies.

For one his like, there would be something failing

In him that should compare. I do not think, You lean'd unto his sentence, with what patience So fair an outward, and such stuff within,

Your wisdom may inform you. Endows a man but he.

Post.

Please your highness, 2 Gent.

You speak him * far. I will from hence to-day. 1 Gent. I do extend him, sir, within himself; Queen.

You know the peril. Crush him together, rather than unfold

I'll fetch a turn about the garden, pitying His measure duly.

The pangs of barr'd affections, though the king 2 Gent.

What's his name, and birth ? Hath charg'd you should not speak together. 1 Gent. I cannot delve him to the root. His father

(Exit QUEEN. Was call'd Sicilius, who did join his honor

Imo. O dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant Against the Romans with Cassibelan,

Can tickle where she wounds - My dearest husband, But had his titles by Tenantius, whom

I something fear my father's wrath ; but nothing
He serv'd with glory and admir'd success; (Always reserv'd my holy duty) what
So gain'd the suraddition, Leonatus:

His rage can do on me. You must be gone;
And had, besides this gentleman in question, And I shall here abide the hourly shot
Two other sons, who, in the wars o' the time, Of angry eyes; not comforted to live,
Died with their swords in hand; for which their But that there is this jewel in the world,
father,

That I may see again.
Then old and fond 'of's issue, took such sorrow,

Post.

My queen! my mistress! That he quit being; and his gentle lady,

0, lady! weep no more, lest I give cause Big of this gentleman, our theme, deceas'd To be suspected of more tenderness As he was born. The king he takes the babe Than doth become a man. I will remain To his protection; calls him Posthumus Leonatus ; The loyal'st husband that did e'er plight troth: Breeds him, and makes him of his bed-chamber, My residence in Rome at one Philario's; Pats him to all the learnings that his time

Who to my father was a friend, to me Could make him the receiver of; which he took, Known but by letter. Thither write, my queen, As we do air, fast as 'twas minister'd; and And with mine eyes I'll drink the words you send, In bis spring became a harvest; liv'd in court, Though ink be made of gall. (Which rare it is to do) most prais'd, most loy'd ;

Re-enter QUEEN. A sample to the youngest, to the more mature,

Queen.

Be brief, I pray you: A glass that d feated them; and to the graver, A child that guided dotards : " for his inistress,

If the king come, I shall incur I know not For whom he now is banish'd, her own price

How much of his displeasure. [Aside.] Yet I'll

move him Proclaims how she esteem'd him and his virtue;

To walk this way. I never do him wrong, By her election may be truly read

But he does buy my injuries to be friends, What kind of man he is. 2 Gent.

[Erit. I honor him,

Pays dear for my 'offences.
Post.

Should we be taking leave Even out of your report. But, pray you, tell me,

As long a term as yet we have to live, Is she sole child to the king ? 1 Gent.

His only child.

The loathness to depart would grow. Adieu !

Imo. Nay, stay a little:
He had two sons, (if this be worth your hearing,
Mark it) the eldest of them at three years old,

Were you but riding forth to air yourself, l' the swathing clothes the other, from their nursery This diamond was my mother's ; take it, heart:

Such parting were too petty. Look here, love:
Were stoln; and to this hour no guess in knowledge But keep it till you woo another wife,
Which way they went.
Gent.
How long is this ago?

When Imogen is dead.
Post.

How! how! another?1 Gent. Some twenty years. [convey'd, You gentle gods, give me but this I have,

2 Gent. 3 Strange a king's children should be so And gear up my embracements from a next So slackly guarded, and the search so slow,

With bonds of death!--Remain, remain thou here That could not trace them! 1 Gent. Howsoe'er 'tis strange, while i sense can keep it on. And sweetest, fairest,

[Putting on the Ring. Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at, Yet is it true, sir.

As I my poor self did exchange for you, 2 Gent. I do well believe you.

To your so infinite loss, so in our trifles i Gent. We must forbear. Here comes the gen- It is a manacle of love; I'll place it

I still win of you : for my sake, wear this: deman, the queen, and princess. [Exeunt. Upon this fairest prisoner.

[Putting a Bracelet on her Arm. SCENE II.--The Same.

Imo.

O, the gods ! Enter the Queen, POSTHUMUS, and Imogen.

When shall we see again ?

Enter CYMBELINE and Lords. Queen. No, be assur'd, you shall not find me, daughter,

Post.

Alack, the king! After the slander of most step-mothers,

Cym. Thou basest thing, avoid! hence,, from my Evil-ey'd unto you: you are my prisoner, but

sight! Your juilor shall deliver you the keys

If after this command thou * fraught the court That lock up your restraint. For you, Posthumus,

With thy unworthiness, thou diest. Away! So soon as I can win th' offended king,

Thou’rt poison to my blood. I will be known your advocate : marry, yet.

. That is, 'I say I do not fear my father, so far as I may The fire of rage is in him; and 'twere good, say so without breach of duty. That is, 'He by new kind

ness, in order to renew our amity, pays, as it were, for the "You speak him far," i. e., you praise him extensively. injuries I have done him.-- "Sear up," i. e, enclose in >> That is, "My praise, however extensive, is short of his cere-cloth, in which the dead are wrapped. "While sense merit.'- Tenantius, the father of Cymbeline.- “That can keep it on," i. e., while I have sensation to retain it.feated them," i, e., that formed their manners,

1 " See," i. e., see each other. "Fraught," i e., fill.

[queen.

Post.
The gods protect you,

Pis.

I humbly thank your highness. And bless the good remainders of the court!

Queen. Pray, walk a while.
I am gone.

[Exit.
Imo.

About some half hour hence,
Imo. There cannot be a pinch in death Pray you, speak with me. You shall, at least,
More sharp than this is.

Go see my lord aboard: for this time, leave me. Cym. O disloyal thing!

[Ezeuni. That should'st a repair my youth, thou heapest A year's age on me.

SCENE III.-A Public Place.
Imo.
I beseech you, sir,

Enter CLOTEN, and Tło Lords.
Harm not yourself with your vexation ;
I am senseless of your wrath: a touch more brare 1 Lord. Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt:
Subdues all pangs, all fears.

the violence of action hath made you reek as a Сут.

Past grace? obedience ? sacrifice. Where air comes out, air comes in; Imo. Past hope, and in despair ; that way, past there's none abroad so wholesome as that you vest. grace.

Clo. If my shirt were bloody, then to shift irCym. That might'st have had the sole son of my Have I hurt luim?

Imo. O bless'd, that I might not! I chose an eagle, 2 Lord. [Aside.] No, faith; not so much as his And did avoid a puttock.

[my throne patience. Cym. Thou took'st la beggar would have made 1 Lord. Hurt him his body's a passable carcas, A seat for baseness.

if he be not hurt: it is a thorough fare for steel, if it Imo. No; I rather added

be not hurt. A lustre to it.

2 Lord. [ Asiile.] His steel was in debt; it wens Сут. . O thou vile one!

o' the backside the town. Imo.

Sir,

Clo. The villain would not stand me. It is your fault that I have lov'd Posthumus.

2 Lord. [ Aside.] No; but he fled forward still, You bred him as my play-fellow ; and he is toward your face. A man worth any woman; overbuys me

1 Lord. Stand you! You have land enough of Almost the sum he pays.

your own; but he added to your having, gave you Сут. .

What! art thou mad? some ground. Imo, Almost, sir: heaven restore me ! - Would I 2 Lord. [ Aside.] As many inches as you have A neatherd's daughter, and my Leonatus [were oceans.-Puppies! Our neighbor shepherd's son !

Clo. I would they had not come between us.

2 Lord. [ Aside.) So would I, till you bad mess Re-enter QUEEN.

ured how long a fool you were upon the ground. Cym. Thou foolish thing!

Clo. And that she should love this fellow, and They were again together: you have done

refuse me! [ To the QUEEN.

2 Lord. [ Aside.] If it be a sin to make a tree Not after our command. Away with her,

election, she is damned. And pen her up.

1 Lord. Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and Queen. Beseech your patience.- Peace!

her brain go not together: she's a good sigo, but I Dear lady daughter, peace !--Sweet sovereign,

have seen small reflection of her wit. Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself some com

2 Lord. (Aside.] She shines not upon fools, lest Out of your best d advice.

[fort

the reflection should hurt her. Сут. Nay, let her languish

Clo. Come, I'n to my chamber. Would there bad A drop of blood a day; and, being aged,

been some hurt done! Die of this folly.

[Erit.

2 Lord. [ Aside. ] I wish not so; unless it had been Enter PISANIO.

the fall of an ass, which is no great hurt. Queen.

Fie !-You must give way: Cló. You'll go with us?
Here is your servant.--How now, sir! What news ? 1 Lord. I'll attend your lordship.

Pis. My lord your son drew on my master. Clo. Nay, come, let's go together.
Queen.

Ha! 2 Lord. Well, my lord.
No harm, I trust, is done?
Pis.

There might have been, SCENE IV.-A Room in CYMBELINE's Palace.
But that my master rather play'd than fought,
And had no help of anger: they were parted

Enter IMOGEN and PISANIO, By gentlemen at hand.

Imo. I would thou grew'st unto the shores of the Queen. I am very glad on't.

haven, Imo. Your son's my father's friend; he takes his And question'dst every sail.: if he should write, part.

And I not have it, 'twere a paper lost. To draw upon an exile !-0 brave sir !

As offer'd mercy fis. What was the last I would they were in Afric both together,

That he spake to thee? Myself by with a needle, that I might prick

Pis.

It was, his queen, bis queen! The goer back.-Why came you from your master ? Imo. Then way'd his handkerchief? Pis. On his command. He would not suffer me Pis.

And kiss'd it, madam. To bring him to the haven: left these notes

Imo. Senseless linen, happier therein than I Of what commands I should be subject to,

And that was all ? When 't pleas'd you to employ me.

Pis.

No, madam; for so long Queen.

This hath been As he could make me with this eye or ear Your faithful servant: I dare lay mine honor, Distinguish him from others, he did keep He will remain so.

• Anciently almost every sign had a motto, or some a * "Repair," i, e., renovate. - *A touch more rare," tempt at a witticism, underneath it-"As offer'd merce i. e, a more exquisite feeling.--"A puttock," i. e., a kite, is," '. e., as the loss of intended mercy to a condemned - Advice here means consideration, reflection.

criminal.

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