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To send them to you, only for this night;
Imo. O, no, no.
lach. Yes, I beseech ; or I shall short my word, By length’ning my return. From Gallia I cross'd the seas on purpose, and on promise To see your grace.
Imo. I thank you for your pains ;
lach. O, I must madam :
Imo. I will write.
trunk to me; it shall safe be kept, And truly yielded you : You are very welcome.
ACT II. SCENE I.
CYMBELINE's Palace. Enter Cloten, and two Lordse
Cloten. Was there ever man had such luck! when I kiss'd the jack upon an up-cast, to be hit away! I had an hundred pound on't: and then a whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing; as if I
borrow'd my oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure.
1 Lord. 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.
[ Aside. Clot. When a gentleman is dispos'd to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths : Ha? 19 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 my rank ! 2 Lord. To have smelt like a fool.
[Aside. Clot. I am not vex'd more at any thing in the earth -A pox on't! I had rather not be so 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 no body can match.
2 Lord. You are a cock and a capon too; and you crow, cock, with your comb on,
[ Aside. Clot. Sayest thou?
i Lord. It is not fit, your lordship should undertake every companion that you give offence to.
Clot. No, I know that : but it is fit, I should commit offence to my inferiors.
2 Lord. Ay, it is fit for your lordship only.
i Lord. Did you hear of a stranger, that's come to court to-night,
Clot. A stranger! and I not know on't!
2 Lord. He's a strange fellow himself, and knows it not.
[ Aside. 1 Lord. There's an Italian come; and, 'tis thought, one of Leonatus' friends.
Clot. Leonatus! a banish'd rascal; and he's ano. ther, whatsoever he be. Who told you of this Stranger ?
41 1 Lord. One of your lordship's pages.
Clot. Is it fit, I went to look upon him ? Is there no derogation in't?
1 Lord. You cannot derogate, my lord. Clot. Not easily, I think.
. Lord. You are a fool granted; therefore your issues being foolish, do not derogate. [ Aside.
Clot. Come, I'll go see this Italian : What I have lost to-day at bowls, I'll win to-night of him. Come, go.
51 2 Lord. I'll attend your lordship.
[Exeunt CLOTEN, and first Lord. That such a crafty devil as his mother Should yield the world this ass! a woman, that Bears all down with her brain ; and this her son Cannot take two from twenty for his heart, And leave eighteen. Alas, poor princess, Thou divine Imogen, what thou endur'st! Betwixt a father by thy step-dame govern’d; A mother hourly coining plots; a wooer, More hateful than the foul expulsion is Of thy dear husband, than that horrid act
Of the divorce he'd make! The heavens hold firin
A Bed-Chamber; in one Part of it a Trunk. IMOGEN
reading in her Bed; a Lady attending.
70 Imo. I have read three hours then: mine eyes are
(IACHIMO, from the Trunk. lach. The crickets sing, and man's o'er-labour'd
Repairs itself by rest : Our Tarquin thus
The chastity he wounded.-Cytherea,
story Ah, but some natural notes about her body (Above ten thousand meaner moveables Would testify), to enrich mine inventory. O sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon
her) And be her sense but as a monument,
100 Thus in a chapel lying I Come off, come off ;
[Taking off her Bracelet. As slippery, as the Gordian knot was hard ! 'Tis mine; and this will witness outwardly, As strongly as the conscience does within, To the madding of her lord. On her left breast A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops l' the bottom of a cowslip : Here's a voucher, Stronger than ever law could make this secret