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2 To my demands. Why do you pity nie?

lach. That others do,
I was about to say. Enjoy your but
It is an office of the gods to venge it,
Not mine to speak on't.

Imo. You do seem to know
Something of me, or what concerns me. Pray you,
Since doubting things go ill, often hurts more
Than to be sure they do; for certainties
Or are past remedies, or timely knowing *
The remedy's then born ; discover to ine
What both you fpur and stop t.

lach. Had I this cheek
To bathe my lips upon ; this hand, whose touch,
Whose ev'ry touch would force the feeler's soul
To th' oath of loyalty; this object, which
Takes pris'ner the wild motion of mine eye,
Fixing it only here ; should I, damn’d then,
Slaver with lips as common as the stairs
That mount the Capitol ; join gripes with hands

lade hard with hourly faldhood, as with labour ;
Then glad myself by peeping in an eye
Base and unlustrous as the smoky light
That's fed with stinking tallow; it were fit
That all the plagues of hell should at one tine
Encounter such revolt.

Imo. My Lord, I fear,
Has forgot Britain.

lach. And himself. Not I,
Inclin'd to this intelligence, pronounce
The beggary of his change ; but 'tis your graces,
That from my mutest conscience, to my tongue,
Charms this report out.

Imo. Let me hear no more.
lach. Oh dearest soul! your cause doth strike my

heart
With pity, that doth make me fick. A lady
So fair, and fasten’d to an empery,

* Rather, timely known. Johnson.

+ What it is that at once incites you to speak, and seltrains you from it. '1b.

Would make the greatest King double ! to be part

ner's With tomboys, hir'd with that self-exhibition Which your own coffers yield |! with diseasú

ventures,
That play with all infirmities for gold,

V hich roviennefs lends nature ! such boild stuff,
As well might poi on poison ! Be reveng'd;
Or the tbat bore you was no Queen, and you
Recoil from your great stock.

Imo. Reveng'd!
How should I be reveng'd, if this be true?
As I have such a heart, that both mine ear's
Mul not in hafte abufe; if it be true,
How thall I be reveng'd?

Jach. Should he make me
Live like Diana's priest, betwixt cold sheets,
While he is vaulting variable ramps
In your despight, upon your purle ? Revenge it'!

i dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure,
More noble ihan that runagate to your bed;
And will continue fast to your affe&tion,
Still close, as sure.

Inio. What, ho, Pisanio !-
Inch. Let me my service tender on your lips.
Imo. Away !I do condemn mine ears, that

have
So long atended thee. If thou wert honourable,
Thou would't have told this tale for virtue, not
For such an end thou seek'st; as base as strange.
Thou wrong'st a gentleman, who is as far
From thy report, as thou from honour; and
Solicit'st bere a lady that dildains
Thee and the devil alike. What ho, Pisanio ! -
The King my father shall be made acquainted
Of ihy alault: if he mall think it fit,
A saucy stranger in his court to mart
As in a Romith stew, and to expourd
His beally mind to us; he hath a court

Cross ftrum:pets, hired with the very pension which you allow your husband. Johjoilo

He litrle cares for, and a daughter whom
He not respects at all. What ho, Pisanio!

lach. O happy Leonatus, I may say :
The credit that thy lady hath of thee
Deleries thy trust, and thy most perfect goodness ,
Her affur'd credit! Blessed live you long,
A lady to the worthiest Sir that ever
Country called his ! and you his inistress, only

For the most worthiest fit! Give me your pardon. : I have spoke this, to know if your attiance Were deeply rooted; and fall make your Lord, that which he is, new o'er : and he is one The trueft-manner'd, fuch a holy witch, That he inchants societies into him; Half all men's hearts are his.

Imo. You make amends.

Iach. He sits 'inong men like a descended god; He haih a kind of honour sets hiin oif, More than a mortal seeming. : Be not angry, Most mighty Princess, that I have adventur'd To try your taking of a false report; which hath Honourd with confirmation your great judgment, In the election of a Sir so rare, Which, you know, cannot err. The love I bear him, Made me to fan yon thus; but the gods made you, Unlike all others, chatiels. Pray, your pardon. Imo. All's well, Sir. Take my pow'r i’ thi’ court

for yours. Iach. My humble thanks; I liad almost forgot Tintie at your Grace bit in a small request, And yet of moment too, for ii concerns Your Lord; myself, and other noble friends Are partners in the business.

Imo. Pray, what is't?

Inch. Some dozen Roinans of us, and your Lord, Best feather of our wing, have mingled lumns To buy a present for the Emperor ; Which I, the factor of the reit, lare done In France ; 'tis plate of rare device, and jewels Of rich and exquisite form, their values great; And I am foveiking curious, being strange, To have thein in fefe ftowage : njay it please you VOL. IX.

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To take them in protection ?

Imo. Willingly;
And påwn mine honour for their safety. Since
My Lord hath intrest in them, I will keep them
In my bed-chamber.

Tuch. They are in a trunk,
Attended by my men: I will make bold
To send them to you, only for this night;
I must aboard to-morrow,

Imio. O no, no.
Iach. Yes, I beseech you; or I Mall short my

word,
By length’ning my return. From Gallia
I croit the feas, on purpose and on promise
To see your Grace.

Imo. I thank you for your pains ;
But not away to-morrow ?

Iach. O, I must, Madam.
Therefore I shall beseech you, if you please
To greet your Lord with writing, do't to-night.
I have outstood my time, which is material
To th’tender of our present.

Imo. I will write :
Send

your trunk to me, it shall safe be kept, And truly yielded you. You're very welcome.

[Exeunt.

A C T II.

SCENE I,

Cymbeline's Palace.

Enter Cloten and two Lords.

Cloten.

kiss'd the Jack upon an up-cast, to be hit away! I had an hundred pound on't. And then a whoreson jack-an-apes must take me up for swearing; as if i borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure.

i bord. What got he by that? you have broke his pate with your bowl.

2 Lord. If his wit had been like him that broke it, it would have run all out.

[Afide. Clot. When a gentleman is dispos'd to swear, it is not for any Itanders-by to curtail his oaths. Ha? 2 Lord. No, my Lord; nor crop the ears of them.

[ Aside. Clot. Whoreson dog! I give him satisfaction ? 'would he had been one of iny rank.

2 Lord. To have smelt like a fool. [ Aside.

Clot. I am not vext more at any thing in the earth, -a pox on't! I had rather not be io noble as I am; they dare not fight with me, because of the Queen my mother ; every jack-slave hath his belly-full of fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock that nobody can match.

2 Lord. You are a cock and a capon too; and you crow, cock, with your comb on. [-4fide.

Clot. Say'st thou? 1 Lord. It is not fit your Lord'hip should undertake every companion * that you give offence 10.

Clot. No, I know that ; but it is fit I should commit offence to my inferiors.

2 Lord. It is fit for your Lordship only.
Clot. Why, fo I say.

i Lord. Did you hear of a stranger that's come to court to-night?

Clot. A stranger, and I not know oui't?

2 Lord. He's a strange fellow himself, and knows it not.

[ Aside. i Lord. There's an Italian coine, and, 'tis thought, one of Leonatus's friends.

Clot. Leonatus ! a baniih'd rascal; and he's another, whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger ?

i Lord. One of your Lordship’s pages.

Clot. Is it fit I went to look upon him? is there no derogation in't ?

* The use of companion was the same as of fellow now. It was a word of contempt. Johnjorin

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