To whom being going, almoft fpent 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 shall have better cheer
Ere you depart; and thanks, to stay and eat it.-
Boys, bid him welcome.

Guid. Were you a woman, youth,

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

Arv. 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 abfence, fuch is yours:-Moft welcome!
Be fprightly, for you fall 'mongst friends.

Ima. '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 ballafting

To thee, Pofthumus.

Bel. He wrings at some distress.
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.

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

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

a

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

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 fpeak 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.

ROM E.

Enter two Roman Senators, and Tribunes.

t Sen. This is the tenor of the emperor's writ;
That fince the common men are now in action
'Gainft 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 business: He creates
Lucius pro-conful: and to you the tribunes,
For this immediate levy, he commands

d

His abfolute commiffion. Long live Cæfar!

a

[Exeunt.

(laying by, &c.]-difregarding that worthless tribute, fame, or popular applaufe; the court, which the shifting vulgar pay.

bout-peer]-exceed, furpaís.

Leonate 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 ?

I Sen. With those legions

Which I have spoke of, whereunto your levy

Must be supplyant: The words of your commiffion
Will tie you to the numbers, and the time

Of their dispatch.

Tri. We will discharge our duty.

[Exeunt.

ACT IV.

SCENE I.

The Foreft, near the Cave.

Enter Cloten.

I am near to the place where they should meet, if Pifanio have mapp'd it truly. How fit his garments serve me! Why fhould his mistress, 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 muft play the workman. I dare speak it to myself, (for it is not vain-glory, for a man and his glass to confer; in his own chamber, I mean) the lines of my body are as well drawn as his; no less young, more strong, 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;

forced; thy garments cut to pieces before her face: and all this done, fpurn her home to her father; who may, haply, be a little angry for my fo rough ufage: but my mother, having power of his teftinefs, fhall turn all into my commendations. My horfe is ty'd up fafe: Out, sword, and to a fore purpose! Fortune, put them into my hand! This is the very defcription of their meetingplace; and the fellow dares not deceive me.

[Exit.

Enter Belarius, Guiderius, Arviragus, and Imogen.

Bel. You are not well: remain here in the cave; We'll come to you after hunting.

Arv. Brother, ftay here:

Are we not brothers?

Imo. So man and man fhould be;

But clay and clay differs in dignity,

[To Imogen.

Whofe duft is both alike. I am very fick.
Guid. Go you to hunting, I'll abide with him.
Imo. So fick I am not; yet I am not well:

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But not fo citizen a wanton, as

To feem to die, ere fick: So please you, leave me ;
Stick to your journal courfe: the breach of custom
Is breach of all. I am ill; but your being by me
Cannot amend me: Society is no comfort

To one not fociable: I am not very sick,
Since I can reafon of it. Pray you, trust me here:
I'll rob none but myself; and let me die,
Stealing fo poorly.

& thy.

h So fick I am not ;]-as to prevent your fport. fo citizen a wanton,]-fo cowardly a coxcomb. kjournal]—daily.

Guid. I love thee; I have spoke it:

'As much the quantity, the weight as much, As I do love my father.

Bel. What? how? how?

Arv. If it be fin to fay fo, fir, I yoke me
In my good brother's fault: I know not why,
I love this youth; and I have heard you fay,
Love's reafon's without reafon: the bier at door,
And a demand who is't fhall die, I'd say,
My father, not this youth.

Bel. O noble ftrain!

O worthiness of nature! breed of greatness!
Cowards father cowards, and bafe things fire bafe:
Nature hath meal, and bran; contempt, and grace.
I am not their father; yet who this fhould be,
Doth miracle itself, lov'd before me.

'Tis the ninth hour o' the morṇ.

Arv. Brother, farewell.

Imo. I wish ye fport.

Arv. You health.

"So please you, fir.

Imo. [Afide.] Thefe are kind creatures. Gods, what

lies I have heard!

Our courtiers fay, all's favage, but at court:
• Experience, O, thou difprov'ft report!
The imperious feas breed monsters; for the dish,
Poor tributary rivers as fweet fish.

I am fick ftill; heart-fick :

I'll now tafte of thy drug.

Guid. I could not P ftir him :

-Pifanio,

He faid, he was gentle, but unfortunate;
Dishonestly afflicted, but yet honest.

How.

m Doth miracle itself,]-Is truly marvellous. So please you, fir.]—To Belarius, implying his readiness to attend • Experience, O, how tbou difprov't report! Pftir bim:]-move, prevail on him to tell his story, to disclose Himself. a gentle,]-well born.

him.