Iach. Change you, madam? The worthy Leonatus is in safety, And greets your highness dearly. Imo. You are kindly welcome. [Presents a Letter. Thanks, good sir: Iach. All of her, that is out of door, most rich! If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare, [Aside. Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend! Or, like the Parthian, I shall flying fight; Imo. [Reads.] He is one of the noblest note, to whose kindness I am most infinitely tied. Reflect upon him accordingly, as you value your truest LEONATUS. So far I read aloud: But even the very middle of my heart Is warm'd by the rest, and takes it thankfully.- Have words to bid you; and shall find it so, Iach. Imo. eyes What makes your admiration? Iach. It cannot be i'the eye; for apes and monkeys, "Twixt two such shes, would chatter this way, and Contemn with mows the other: Nor i'the judgment; For idiots, in this case of favour, would Be wisely definite: Nor the appetite; Ima. What is the matter, trow? (That satiate yet unsatisfied desire, The cloyed will, That tub both fill'd and running,) ravening first Imo. Thus raps you? Are you well? What, dear sir, Iach. Thanks, madam; well :-'Beseech you, dir [To PISANI My man's abode where I did leave him: he Is strange and peevish.2 Pis. To give him welcome. seech you? I was going, sir, [Exit PISANIO. Imo. Continues well my lord? His health, 'be Iach. Well, madam. Imo. Is he dispos'd to mirth? I hope, he is. Iach. Exceeding pleasant; none a stranger there So merry and so gamesome: he is call'd The Briton reveller. Imo. He did incline to sadness; and oft-times Not knowing why. Iach. When he was here, I never saw him sad. There is a Frenchman his companion, one The thick sighs from him; whiles the jolly Briton Is strange and peevish.] He is a foreigner and easily fretted: but strange may signify shy or backward; and peevish anciently meant-weak, silly. (Your lord, I mean,) laughs from's free lungs, cries, O! Can my sides hold, to think, that man,-who knows What woman is, yea, what she cannot choose Imo. Will my lord say so? Iach. Ay, madam; with his eyes in flood with laughter. It is a recreation to be by, And hear him mock the Frenchman: But, heavens know, Some men are much to blame. Imo. Not he, I hope. Iach. Not he: But yet heaven's bounty towards him might Be us'd more thankfully. In himself, 'tis much To pity too. Imo. What do you pity, sir? Iach. Two creatures, heartily. Imo. Am I one, sir? You look on me; What wreck discern you in me, Deserves your pity? Iach. Lamentable! What! To hide me from the radiant sun, and solace I'the dungeon by a snuff? Imo. I pray you, sir, I was about to say, enjoy your-But Imo. You do seem to know Something of me, or what concerns me; 'Pray you, eye, Iach. Had I this cheek To bathe my lips upon; this hand, whose touch, Whose every touch, would force the feeler's soul To the oath of loyalty; this object, which Takes prisoner the wild motion of mine 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 Made hard with hourly falsehood (falsehood, as With labour;) then lie 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 time Encounter such revolt. Imo. Has forgot Britain. Iach. My lord, I fear, And himself. Not I, Inclin'd to this intelligence, pronounce The beggary of his change; but 'tis your graces Imo. Let me hear no more. Iach. O dearest soul! your cause doth strike my heart With pity, that doth make me sick. A lady 3 What both you spur and stop.] What it is that at once incites you to speak, and restrains you from it. JOHNSON. 4 to an empery,] Empery is a word signifying sovereign command; now obsolete. Would make the great'st king double! to be part ner'd With tomboys," hir'd with that self-exhibition" Which your own coffers yield! with diseas'd ventures, Which rottenness can lend nature! such boil'd stuff, Imo. you Reveng'd' Iach. Should he make me Live like Diana's priest, betwixt cold sheets; In your despite, upon your purse! Revenge it. Imo. What ho, Pisanio! Iach. Let me my service tender on your lips. Thee and the devil alike.-What ho, Pisanio !— 5 With tomboys,] We still call a masculine, a forward girl, tomboy. hir'd with that self-exhibition, &c.] Gross strumpets, hired with the very pension which you allow your husband. |