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The dogs o'the street to bay me : every villain if I discorer'd not which way she was gone,
Be cali'd Posthóinus Leonatus ; and

It was my instant death : By accident,
Be villany less than 'twas ! 0 Imogen,

I had a reigned letter of my master's
My queen, my life, my wife ! 0 Imogen, Then in my pocket ; which directed him
Imogen, Imogen!

To seek her on the mountains near to Müford; Imo. Peace, my lord ; hear, hear

Where, in a frenzy, in my master's garments, Post. Shall's bave a play of this ? Thou scorn- which he inforc'd from me, away he posts

With unchaste purpose, and with oath to vio. There lie thy part. [Striking her : she falls.

late Pis. O gentlemen, help, help

My lady's honour : what became of him, Mine, and your mistress :-o my lord Post. I further know not. humus!

Gui. Let une end the story : You ne'er kill'd Imogen till now ;-Help, I slew him there. help !

Cym. Marry, the gods forfend I • Mine houour'd lady!

I would not thy good deeds should from my Cym. Does the world go round!

lips Post. How come these staggers on me Pluck a hard sentence : pr’ythee, valiant youth, Pis. Wake, my mistress?

Deny't again. Cym. If ihis be so, the gods do mean to Gui. I have spoke it, and I did it. strike ine

C'ym. He was a prince. To death with mortal joy

Gui. A most uncivil one : The wrongs he did Pis. How fares my mistress? Imo. O get thee from my sight;

Were nothing prince-like ; for he did provoke Thou gav'st me poison : dangerous fellow, bence !

me Breathe mot where princes are.

With language that would make me sparn the Cym. The tune of Imogeu !

sta, Pis. Lady.

If it could roar so to me: I cut off's head ;
The gods throw stones of sulphur on me, if And am right glad, he is not standing here
That box I gave you was not thought by ine To tell this tale of mine.
A precious thing : I had it from the queen. Cym. I am sorry for thee :
Cym. New matter still ?

By iline own tongue thou art condemu’d, and Imo. It poison'd me.

must Cor. O gods !-

Endure our law: Thou art dead.
I left out one thing which the queen confess'd, Imo. That beadless man
Which must approve thee honest: If Pisanio I thought bad beeu my lord.
Have, said she, given his mistress that confec. Cym. Bind the offender,

And take him from our presence.
Which I gave him for a cordial, she is serv'd Bel. Stay, Sir king :
As I would serve a rat.

This inan is better than the man he slew,
Cym. What's this, Coruelius?

As well descended as thyself; and bath Cor. The queen, Sir, very oft importun'd me More of thee merited, than a band of Cloteng 'The temper poisons for her; still pretending Had ever scar for. Let his arms alone; The satisfaction of her knowledge, only

[To the Guards. In killing creatures vile, as cats and dogs They were not born for bondage. of no esteem: I, dreading that her purpose Cym. Why, old soldier, Was of more danger, did compound for her Wili thou undo the worth thou art unpaid for A certain stuff, which, being ta'en, would By tasting of our wrath ? How of descent

As good as we?
The present power of life; bnt, in short time, Arv, In that he spake too far.
All offices of nature should again

Cym. And thou shalt die for't.
Do their due functions.--Have you ta'en of it? Bel. We will die all three,
Imo. Most like I did, for I was dead.

But I will prove that two of us are as good Bel. My boys,

As I have given out hiin.--My sons, I must, There was our error.

For mive own part, unfold a dangerous speech, Gui. This is sure, Fidele.

Though, haply, well for you. Imo. Why did you throw your wedded lady Arv. Your danger is froin you?

Our's. Think, that you are upon a rock and now

Gui. And our good his. Throw me again. (Embracing him. Bel. Have at it then.

(who Post. Hang there like fruit, iny soul,

By leave ;-Thou had'st, great king, a subject, Till the tree die !

Was callid Belarius.
C'ym. How now, my flesh, my child ?

Cym. What of him ? he is
What, mak'st thou me a duliard in this act ? A banisb'd traitor.
Wilt thou not speak to me!

Bel. He it is, that bath
Imo. Your blessing, Sir. (Kneeling. Assum'd this age : indeed, a banish'd man ;
Bel. Though you did love this youih, I blame I know not how, a traitor.
ye not ;

Cym. Take him hence ;
You had a motive for't.

The whole world shall not save him. (To GUIDERIUS and ARVIRACUS. Bel. Not too hot : Cym. My tears that fall,

First pay me for the pursing of thy sons; Prove boly water on thee! Imogen,

Aud let it be confiscate all, 60 soon Thy mother's dead.

As I have receiv'd it. Imo. I am sorry for't, my lord.

Cym. Nursing of my sons ? Cym. Oh! she was naught ; and 'long of her Bel. I am too bluut and sancy: Here's my it was,

knee ; That we meet here so strangely: But her son Ere I arise I will prefer my sons ; Is gone, we know not how, nor where.

Then, spare not the old father. Mighty Sir, Pis. My lord,

These two young gentlemen, that call me fee Now fear is foin me, I'll speak truth. Lord

ther, Cloten,

And think they are my sons, are none of miue : t'pou my lady's missing, came to me

They are the issue of your loins, my liege, With his sword drawn; foam'd at the mouth, And blood of your begetting. and swore,

Cym. How! my issue ? • Mix, compound.

• Forbid.


seech you,

Bel. So gure as you your father's. I, old | Why Ned you from the court ? and whither : Morgan,

These, Am that Belarius wbom you sometime banishid : And your three motives to the battle, with Your pleasure was my mere offence, my pun. I know not how much more, should be deisbment

manded ; Itsell, and all my treason ; that I suffer'd, And all the other by-dependancies. Was all the barın I did. These gentle princes From chance to chance; but nor the time, nor (For sucb, and 80 they are,) tbese twenty place, years

Will serve our long intergatories. See, Have I train'd up: those arts they have, as I Posthumus anchors upon Imogen ; Could put into them; my breeding was, Sir, And she like barmless lightning, throws her eye as

On him, her brothers, me, her master ; hitting Your highness knows. Their nurse, Euriphile, Each object with a joy; the counterchange Wbom for the theft I wedded, stole these cbil. Is severally in all. Let's quit this ground, dren

And smoke the temple with our sacrifices.Upon my banishment; I mov'd her to't ; Thou art my brother ; So we'll hold thee ever. Having receiv'd the punishment before,

(To BELARIUS. For that which I did then : Beaten for loyalty Imo. You are my father too : and did reExcited me to treason : Their dear loss,

relieve me,
The more of you 'twas felt, the more it shap'd To see this gracious season.
Uato my end of stealing them. But, gracious Cym. All overjoy'd,

Save these in bonds : let them be joyful too,
Here are your sons again ; and I must lose For they shall taste our comfort.
Two of the sweet'st companions in the world :- Imo. My good master,
The benediction of these covering heavens

(Kneeling. Fail on their beads like dew! for they are Luc. Happy be you! worthy

Cym. The forlorn soldier, that so nobly fought, To inlay heaven with stars.

He would have well becom'd this place, and Cym. Thou werp'st, and speak'st.

The service, that you three have done, is more The thankings of a king.
Leuke than this thou tell'st : I lost my chil- Post. I am, Sir,

The soldier that did company these three
If these be they, I know not how to wish In poor beseeming ; 'twas a fitment for
A pair of worthier sons.

The purpose I then follow'd ;- That I was he, Bel. Be pleas'd a while.

Speak, lachimo : I had you down, and might This gentleman, whom I call Polydore,

Have made you finish. Most wortby prince, as your's, is true, Gui- I will yet do you service. derius;

lach. I am down again : This gentleman, my Cadwal, Arviragus,

But now my heavy conscience sinks my knee, Your younger princely son; he, Sir, was lapp'a As then your force did. Take that life, 'bela a most curious mantle wrought by the band

Which I so often owe : but, your ring first : of his queen mother, which, for more pro- And here the bracelet of the truest princess, bation,

That ever swore her faith. I can with ease produce.

Post. Kneel not to me : Cym. Guiderius had

The power that I have on you, is to spare you, l'pon his Deck a mole, a sanguine star ;

The malice towards you, to forgive you ; Live, It was a mark of wonder.

And deal with others better.
Bel. This is be;

Cym. Nobly doom'd :
W bo bath upon bim still that natural stamp; We'll learn our freeness of a son-in-law ;
It was wise nature's end in the donation,

Pardon's the word to all.
To be his evidence now.

Arv. You holp us, Sir, Cya. O what am I

As you did mean indeed to be our brother ; A ver to the birth of three? Ne'er mother Joy'd are we, that you are. Rejoic'd deliverance more : Bless'd may you Post. Your servant, princes.-Good my lord

of Rome, That after this strange starting from your orbs, Call forth your soothsayer : As I slept, me. You may reign in them pow 1-0 Imogen,

thought, Thou hast lost by this a kingdom.

Great Jupiter, upon his eagle back, 14. No, my lord;

Appear'd to me, with other spritely shows I bare gut iwo worlds' by't.-0 my gentle of mine own kindred : when I wak’d, I found brothers,

This label on my bosom ; whose containing Pare we thus meti o never say hereafter, Is so from sense in hardness, that I can But I am truest speaker : you call'd me brother, Make no collection of it ; let him show When I was but your sister; l you brothers,

His skill in the construction. In you were so indeed.

Luc. Philarmonus, (m. Did yon e'er meet?

Sooth. Here, my good lord. Aru. Ay, my good lord.

Luc. Read : and declare the meaning. Cri. And at first meeting lov'd ;,

Sooth. (Reads.) When as a lion's whelp Continued so, until we thought be died. shall, to himself unknown, without seeking

C. By the queen's dram she swallow'd. find, and be embraced by a piece of tender Cym. O rare instinct !

air ; and when from a stately cedar shall be When sball I bear all through? This fierce lopped branches, which,being dead many years, abridgment

shall after revive, be jointed to the old stock, Hath to it circumstantial branches, which and freshly grow; then shall Posthumus end Distiaction should be rich in. t-Where? how his miseries, Britain be fortunate, and flourish liv'd you ?

in peace and plenty. And when came you to serve our Roman cap- Thou, Leonatus, art the lion's whelp; tive?

The fit and apt construction of thy name, How parted with your brothers ? bow first met Being Leo-natus, doth import so much : them 1

The piece of tender air, thy virtuous daughter,

[TO CYMBELINE. • Vebement, rapid.

Which we call mollis aer ; and mollis aer * Le Which ought to be rendered distinct in an teple barrative.

• Ghostly appearances.


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We term it mulier : which mulier, I divine, Friendly together : so througlı Lud's
Is this most constant wife : who, even now,

march : Answering the letter of the oracle,

And in the temple of great Jupiter Unknown to yon, unsougbt, were clipp'd about Our peace we'll ratify, seal it with feasts, With this most tender air.

Set on there :-Never was a war did cease, C'ym. This hath some seeming.

Ere bloody hands were wasb'd, with such a Sooth. The lofty cedar, royal Cymbeline,


(Excunt Personates thee : and thy lopp'd branches

Thy two sons forth : who, by Belarius stolen,
For many years thought dead, are now reviv'd,

To the majestic cedar join'd; whose issue
Promises Britain peace and plenty.

Sang by Guiderius and Arviragus over Fidele, sapposed

to be dead.
Cym. Well,
By peace we will begin :- And, Caius Lucius,

Although the victor, we submit to Cesar,
And to the Roman empire ; promising

To fair Fidele's grassy tomb,
To pay our wonted tribute, from the which

Soft maids and village kinds shall bring We were dissuaded by our wicked queen ;

Each opening sweet, of earliest bloom, Whom heavens, in justice, (both on her and And rifle all the breathing spring. her's)

No wailing ghost shall dare appear Have laid most heavy band.

To ver with shrieks this quiet grore ; Sooth. The fingers of the powers above do

But shepherd lads assemble here,

And melting virgins own their lore.
The hannony of this peace. The vision
Which I made kuown to Lucius, ere the stroke

No wither'd witch shall here be seen, of this yet scarce-cold battle, at this instant No goblins lead their nightly crew : Is full accomplish'd : For the Roman eagle, The female says shall haunt the green, From south to west on wing soaring aloit,

And dress thy grave with pearly deer. Lessen'd herself, and in the beams o'the sun

The red-breast oft at evening hours So vanish’d; which foreshow'd our princely

Shall kindly lend his little aid, eagle,

With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, The imperial Cesar, should again unite

To deck the ground where thou art laid. His favour with the radiant Cymbeline, Which sbines here in the west.

When howling winds and beating rain. Cym. Laud we the gods;

In tempests shake the sylrar cell: And let our crooked smokes climb to their

Or midst the chase on every plain, nostrils

The tender thought on thee shall duell. From our bless'd altars ! Publish we this peace

Each lonely scene shull thee restore ; To all our subjects. Set we forward: Let

For thee the tear be duly shed: A Roinau and a British ensign wave

Belov'd, till life could charm no more ;

And mourn'd, till pily's self be dead. • Riso.


LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE. THE sabject of this interesting tragedy, which was probably written in 1605, is derived from an old historical

ballad, founded on a story in Holinshed's Chronicles, and originally told by Geoffery of Monmouth. “Leir (sars tbe Welsh historian) was the eldest son of Bladud, nobly governed his country for sixty years, and died about 60 years before Christ.” Camdeu tells a similar story of Isra, king of the West Saxons, and his three daughters.---The episode of Gloster and his sons is taken from Sidney's Arcadia. Tate,the laureat, greatly altered, and in a degree polished this play, inserting new scenes or passages, and transposing or omitting stben: in particular, he avoided its original heart-rending catastrophe, by which the virtue of Cordelia was safered to perish in a just cause, contrary to the natural ideas of justice, to the hope of the reader, and to the facts of the ancient narrative. He also introduced Edgar to the audience as the suitor of Cordelia, cancelueg the excellent scene in which, after being rejected as dowerless, by Burgundy, her misfortunes

d be goodness recommend her to the love of the king of France. Yet the restauration of the king, and the faal kappiness of Cordelia, have been censured (in the Spectator especially) as at variance with trne tragic feeling and poetical beauty: although it may fairly be presumed, since mankind naturally love justire, that as atzeation to its dictates will never make a play worse, and that an audience will generally rise Bere satisfied where persecuted virtue is rewarded and triumphaut. Lear's struggles against his accumu. lated isjaries, and his own strong feelings of sorrow and indignation, are exquisitely drawn. The daughters severalls working him up to madness, and bis finally falling a martyr to that malady, is a more deep and swful combination of dramatie portraiture than can be found in any other writer." There is no play (wys Dr. Johoson,) which keeps the attention so constantly fixed ; wbich so mach agitates our passions ao interests our curiosity." The celebrated Dr. Warton, who minutely criticised this play in the Adventurer, objected to the instances of crualty, as too savage and too shocking. But Johnson observes, that the barbarity of the daughters is an historical fact, to which Shakspeare lias added little, although he CREMİ so readily apologize for the extrusion of Gloster's eyes, which is coo horrid an act for dramatic exhibirice, and such as mast always compel the mind to relieve its distresses by incredulity. Colman, as well * Tate, re-modelled this celebrated Drama, but it is acted, with trifling variations, on the originul plan of tas latier.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ. LI, King of Britain.

OSWALD, Steward to Goneril. KISS OY FRANCE.

Au OFFICER, employed by Edmund. DEKK OF BORGUNDY.

GENTLEMAN, Attendant on Cordelia. DEKE OF CORNWALL.


SERVANTS to Cornuall.

EGAR, Son to Gloster.

REGAN, Daughters to Lear.
EDYCND, Bastard Son to Gloster.

Ctkan, a Courtier.
OLD MAN, Tenant to Gloster.

Knights attending on the King, oficers, Mes. ParsiciAN.

sengers, Soldiers, and Attendants. FOOL,

SCENE, Britain.



Kent. Is not this your sou, my lord ?

Glo. His breeding, Sir, hath been at my SCENE 1.-A Room of State in King Lear's charge : I have so often blush'd to acknowledge Palace.

him, that now I am brazed to it.

Kent. I cannot conceive you. Enter KENT, GLOSTER, and EDMUND.

Glo. Sir, this young fellow's mother could : Kent. I thought the king had more affected whereupon she grew round-wornbed ; and had, the date of Albauy thau Cornwall.

indeed, Sir, a son for her cradle, ere she had a Gla. It did always seem so to us : but now, in husband for her bed. Do yon smell a fault ? the drigcn of the kingdom, it appears not which Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the dib duhes be values most; for equalities are issue of it being so proper. so weigh'd, that curiosity in weither can Glo. But I have, sir, a son, by order of law, make cboice of either's moiety. +

some year elder than this, who yet is no dearer • Exxtest scrutiny. + l'art or division.

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As my great patron thought on iu my prayers,

+ Interess'd, has the same meaning esinterested: thong

one is derived from the Freuch, the other from the

in my account : though this knave came some. No less in space, validity, and pleasure,
what saucily into the world before he was sent Than that confirm'd ou Goneril.--Now, our joy,
for, yet his mother was fair ; there was good Although the last, not least; to whose young
sport at bis making, and the whoreson must be

acknowledged.-Do you know this noble gentle. The vines of France, and milk of Burgundy,
man, Edmund ?

Strive to be interess'd it what can you say, to Edm. No, my lord.

draw Glo. My lord of Kent: remember him here. A third more opulent than your sisters ! Speak. after as my honourable friend.

Cor. Nothing, my lord. Edm. My services to your lordship.

Lear. Nothing? Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you Cor. Nothing. better.

Lear. Nothing can come of nothing: speak Edm. Sir, I shall study deserving.

again. Glo. He hath been out nine years, and away Cor. Unbappy that I am, I cannot beare he shall again :-The king is coming.

My heart into my month : I love your majesty [Trumpets sound within According to my bond; nor mure, nor less. Enter LEAR, CORNWALL, ALBANY, GONERIL,

Lear. How, bow, Cordelia ? mend your

speech a little, REGAN, CORDELIA, and Attendants.

Lest it may mar your fortunes. Lear. Attend the lords of France and Bur

Cor. Good my lord, Gloster.


You have begot ine, bred me, lov'd me: 1 Glo. I shall, my liege.

Return those duties back as are right fit, (Exeunt GLOSTER and EDYUND. Obey you, love you, and most honour you. Lear. Meantime we shall express our darker • Why have my sisters husbands, if they say, purpose.

They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed,
Give me the map there.-Know, that we have That lord, whose band must take my plight,

In three, our kingdom : and 'tis our fast intent + Half my love with him, half my care, and duty:
To shake all cares and business from our age ; Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters,
Conferring them on younger strengths, while we To love my father all ?
Uuburden'd crawl toward death.--Our sou of

Lear. But goes this with thy heart!

Cor. Ay, good my lord.
And you, our po less loving son of Albany, Lear. So young, and so untender
We have this hour a constant will to publish Cor. So young, my lord, and true.
Our daughter's several dowers, that future

Lear. Let it be so.-Thy truth then be tby

dower: May be prevented now. The princes, France For, by the sacred radiance of the sun ; and Burgundy,

The mysteries of Hecate, and the night; Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love,

By all the operations of the orbs, Long in our court have made their amorous From whom we do exist, and cease to be ; sojourn,


Here I disclaim all my paternal care, And here are to be answer'd... Tell me, my And as a stranger to my heart and me

Propinquity t and property of blood, (Since now we will divest us, both of rule, Interest of territory, cares of state,)

Hold thee, from this, 5 for ever. The barbarous Which of you, shall we ay, doth love us most ?

Scythian, That we our largest bounty may extend

Or he that makes his generation || messes Where merit doth most cballenge it. --Goneril, To gorge his appetite, sball to my bosom, Our eldest-born, speak first.

Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and reliev'd, Gon, Sir, I

[matter As thou my sometime daughter. Do love you more than words can wield the

Kent. Good my liege,-
Dearer thap eye-sight, space and liberty;

Lear. Peace, Kent!
Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare; Come not between the dragon and his wrath:
No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, I lov'd her most, and tbought to set my rest
honour :

On her kind nursery.- Heuce, and avoid my
As much as child e'er lov'd, or father found :

sight A love that makes breaui poor, and speech So be my grave my peace, as here I give unable ;

Her father's heart from her !--Call France ; Beyond all manner of so much I love you.

Wbo stirs ? Cor. What shall Cordelia do ? Love, and be Call Burgundy,-Cornwall and Albany, silent.

[Aside. With my two daughter's dowers "digest this Lear. Of all these bounds, even from this

third : line to this,

Let pride, which she calls plajnness, marry ber. With shadowy forests and with champains do invest you jointly with my power,

ricb'd, With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads, That troop with majesty. -Ourself, by monthly We make thee lady : To thine and Albany's

course, issue


With reservation of a hundred knights,
Be this perpetual. What says our second By you to be sustain'd, sball our abode (retain
Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall ? Speak. Make with you by due turns. Only we still
Reg. I am made of that self metal as my The name, and all the additious ? to a king;

And prize me at her worth. In my true heart, Revenue, execution of the rest,
I find sue names my very deed of love ; Beloved sons, be your's : which to confirm,
Only she comes too short,--that I profess This coronet part between you.
Myself an euemy to all other joys,

(sesses ;
Which the most precious square I of seuse pos- whom i have ever honour'd as my king:
And find I am alone felicitate 9

Lov'd as my father, as my master follow'd,
In your dear highness' love.
Cor. Then poor Cordelia !


Lear. The box And yet not so ; since, I am sure, my love's

from the shafts More richer than my tongue.

• Valne. Lear. To thee and thine, hereditary ever Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom ;

. Determined resolution. • More secret.

i Kindred, $From this time.

1 Titles,
Made happy


The sway,

[Giving the Crouen.

is bent and drawn, make

His children.

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