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Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue
Out-venoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath
Rides on the posting winds, and dot a belye
All corners of the world: kings, queens, and states,
Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave
This viperous fander enters.-What cheer, madam?

Imo. False to his bed! What! is it to be false,
To lie in watch there, and to think on him?

'twixt clock and clock ? if sleep charge nature, To break it with a fearful dream of him, And cry myself awake ? that's false to his bed, Is it ?

Pis. Alas, good lady!

Imo. I false? Thy conscience witness :-Iachimo,
Thou didft accuse him of incontinency ;
Thou then look'dst like a yillain; now, methinks,
Thy favour's good enough. Some "jay of Italy,
Whose mother was her painting, hath betray'd him:
Poor I am ftale, a garment out of fashion ;
And, " for I am richer than to hang by the walls,
I must be ript:-to pieces with me!.0,
Men's vows are women's traitors ! All good seeming;
By thy revolt, O, husband, shall be thought
Put on for villainy; not born, where't grows;
But worn, a bait for ladies.

Pif. Good madam, hear me.

Imo. True honest men being heard, "like false Æneas, Were, in his time, thought false : and Sinon's weeping * the worms of Nile;]-ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA, AA V. S.2. Cleo.

jag of Italy, &c.] -strumpet, whose beauty was the offspring not of nature but art, the effect of painting.

Merry Wives. OF. WINDSOR, Vol. I. p. 217. mere fathers of their garments." " thy taylor-who is thy grandfather."-ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL, Vol. II. p. 378. King. Ac IV, of this play. Guid.

* for I am richer]-because I am unfit to be conyerted into hängings. alike false Æneas,]on his account, VOL. III. O


Did fcandal many a holy tear ; took picy
From most true wretchedness: So, thou, Pofthumus,
Wilt o lay the leaven on all proper men ;
Goodly, and gallant, fhall be false, and perjur'd,
From thy great ' fail.-Come, fellow, be thou honest:
Do thou thy mafter's bidding: When thou see'st him,
A little witness my obedience: Look !
I draw the sword myself: take it ; and hit
The innocent mansion of my love, my heart :
Fear not; 'tis empty of all things, but grief:
Thy master is not there ; who was, indeed,
The riches of it: Do his bidding; strike.
Thou may'st be valiant in a better cause ;
But now thou seem'ít a coward.

Pif. Hence, vile inftrument !
Thou shalt not damn my hand !

Imo. Why, I must die ; And if I do not by thy hand, thou art No servant of thy master's: Againft self-Naughter There is a prohibition so divine, That cravens my weak hand. Come, here's my heart;Something's afore't :--Soft, soft ; we'll no defence; Obedient as the scabbard. What is here ? The 'scriptures of the loyal Leonatus, All turn'd to heresy? Away, away, Corrupters of my



shall no more Be stomachers to my heart ! Thus may poor

fools Believe false teachers : Though those that are betray'd Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor Stands in worse case of woe.

lng tbe leaven)-infect, vitiate, render faspected the good names.

The dram of base,&c. HAMLET, A& I. S. 4. Ham, fail.]-defect, fault, offence-fall. I cravens)-makes a coward of,

' fcriptures) letters.


And thou, Pofthumus, thou that didst set up
My disobedience 'gainst the king my father,
And mad'st me put into contempt the suits
Of princely fellows, shalt hereafter find
It is no act of common passage, but
A ftrain of rareness: and I grieve myself,
To think, 'when thou shalt be dif-edg'd by her
That now thou tir'ft on, how thy memory
Will then be pang'd by me.

-Prythee, dispatch :
The lamb entreats the butcher : Where's thy knife?
Thou art too Now to do thy master's bidding,
When I desire it too.

. O gracious lady!
Since I receiv'd command to do this business,
I have not Nept one wink.

Imo. Do't, and to bed then.

. "I'll wake mine eye-balls blind first.
Imo. Wherefore then
Did'It undertake it ? Why hast thou abus'd
So many miles, with a pretence ? this place ?
Mine action, and thine own ? our horses labour ?
The time inviting thee? the perturb'd court,
For my being abfent; whereunto I never
Purpose return? Why hast thou gone so far,
* To be unbent, when thou hast ta’en thy stand,
The elected deer before thee?

Pif. But to win time
* To lose so bad employment: in the which

s ben shou falt be dif-edg'd by her that now obou tir'A on, ]—when the keenness of thy appetite for the object, which now thou doatest on, fhall be abated--tire or-peck, feed upon-a term in falconry. Truon of ATHENS, A& III. S. 6. i Lord. HENRY VI. Part III. AA I. S. 1. King. ' I'll wake]—1°11 watch myself blind, till my eyes are out.

To be unbent,)-To have thy bow unbeat, to be at last irresolute, and unprepared to execute thy commission. To loje]-To get rid of. O 2

I have

I have consider'd of a course; Good lady,
Hear me with patience.

Imo. Talk thy tongue weary ; speak :
I have heard, I am a strumpet; and mine ear,
The ein false {truck, can take no greater wound,
Nor tent * to bottom that. But speak.

Pif. Then, madam,
I thought you would not back again.

Imo. Most like;
Bringing me here to kill me.

Pif. Not fo, neither :
But if I were as wise as honest, then
My purpose would prove well. It cannot be,
But that my master is abus'd :
Some villain, ay, and fingular in his art,
Hath done you both this cursed injury.

Imo. Some Roman courtezan.

Pif. No, on my life. .
I'll give but notice you are dead, and send him
Some bloody sign of it; for 'tis commanded
I should do fo: You shall be miss'd at court,
And that will well confirm it.

Imo. Why, good fellow,
What shall I do the while? Where bide? How live?
Or in my life what comfort, when I am
Dead to my husband ?

Pif. If you'll back to the court,

Imo. No court, no father ; nor no more ado
With that harsh, noble, simple, nothing;
That Cloten, whose love-suit hath been to me
As fearful as a siege.

Pij. If not at court,
Then not in Britain must you bide.

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to bottom shar)--to reach its bottom.

Imo. What then?
Hath Britain all the sun that shines ? Day, night,
Are they not but in Britain ? I'the world's volume
Our Bricain seems as of it, but not in it;
In a great pool, a swan's nest: Pr’ythee, think
There's livers out of Britain.

Pif. I am most glad
You think of other place. The embassador,
Lucius the Roman, comes to Milford-Haven
To-morrow: Now, if you could 'wear a mind
Dark as your fortune is; and but disguise
That, which, to appear itself, must not yet be,
But by self-danger ; you should tread a course
Pretty, and full of view: yea, haply, near
The residence of Pofthumus ; so nigh, at least,
That though his actions were not visible, yet
Report should render him hourly to your ear,
As truly as he moves.

Imo. O, for such means !
* Through peril to my modesty, not death on't,
I would adventure.

Pij. Well, then here's the point :
You must forget to be a woman; change
Command into obedience ; fear, and niceness,
(The handmaids of all women, or, more truly,
Woman its pretty self) into a waggish courage;
Ready in gybes, quick-answer'd, faucy, and
As quarrellous as the weazel : nay, you must
Forget that rarest treasure of your cheek,

y wear a mind dark as your fortune is; ]-carry a mind secret as your fortune is now obscure ; and for a while conceal your native greatness, which must, for safety, be sunk at present, in order to be properly displayed hereafter; you might thence derive a fair prospect of success.

Througó, peril to my madefly, ]—I would risque, on such an account, gyery thing short of the absolute forfeicure of my honour,

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