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[An ante-chamber adjoining Imogen's apartments. Enter CLOTEN and Lords]
FIRST LORD
Your lordship is the most patient man in loss, the most coldest that ever
turned up ace.
CLOTEN
It would make any man cold to lose.
FIRST LORD
But not every man patient after the noble temper of your lordship. You are
most hot and furious when you win.
CLOTEN
Winning will put any man into courage. If I could get this foolish Imogen, I
should have gold enough. It's almost morning, is it not?
FIRST LORD
Day, my lord.
CLOTEN
I would this music would come: I am advised to give her music of mornings;
they say it will penetrate.
[Enter Musicians]
Come on; tune: if you can penetrate her with your fingering, so; we'll try
with tongue too: if none will do, let her remain; but I'll never give ore.
First, a very excellent good-conceited thing; after, a wonderful sweet air,
with admirable rich words to it: and then let her consider.
SONG
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Hark,^hark,| the lark | at heaven's | gate^sings,
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And Phoe|bus gins | arise,|
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His steeds | to wat|er at | those^springs
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On cha|liced flowers | that lies:|
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And wink|ing Ma|ry-buds | begin | to ope | their
gold|en eyes |
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With eve|ry thing | that pret|ty is,| my la|dy
sweet | arise:|
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Arise,| | arise.|
CLOTEN
So, get you gone: If this penetrate, I will consider your music the better:
if it do not, it is a vice in her ears, which horse-hairs and calves'-guts,
nor the voice of unpaved eunuch to boot, can never amend.
[Exeunt Musicians]
SECOND LORD
Here comes the king.
CLOTEN
I am glad I was up so late; for that's the reason I was up so early: he
cannot choose but take this service I have done fatherly. Good morrow to
your majesty and to my gracious mother.
[Enter CYMBELINE and QUEEN]
CYMBELINE
Attend you here the door of our stern daughter? Will she not forth?
CLOTEN
I have assailed her with music, but she vouchsafes no notice.
CYMBELINE
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The ex|ile of | her min|ion is / too new.
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She hath / not yet | forgot | him: some^/more
time
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Must wear | the print | of his | remem|brance
out,
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And then | she's yours.
QUEEN
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You are / most bound | to the king,
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Who lets | go by | no vant|ages,| that may
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Prefer | you to | his daught|er: Frame | yourself
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To ord|erly | soli|cits, and | be frien||ded
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With apt|ness of the | season:| make de|nials
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Increase | your serv|ices:| so seem,| as if
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You were | inspired | to do | those dut|ies which
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You tend|er to her:| that you | in all | obey
her,
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Save when | command | to your | dismis|sion
tends,
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And there|in you are | senseless.
CLOTEN
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Senseless?| Not^so.
MESSENGER
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So like | you (sir)| ambas|sadors | from Rome;
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The one is | Caius | Lucius.
CYMBELINE
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A | worthy | fellow,
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Albeit | he comes | on ang|ry pur|pose now;
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But that's | no fault | of his:| we must |
receive || him
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accord|ing to the | honor | of his | sender,
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And towards | himself,| his good|ness *fore/spent
on us ??
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We must | extend | our not|ice. Our / dear son,
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When you have | given | good mor/ning to your |
mistress,
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Attend | the queen | and us,| we shall | have
need
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To employ | you towards | this Rom|an. Come | our
queen.
[Exeunt all but CLOTEN]
CLOTEN
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If she | be up,| I'll speak | with her:| if not,
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Let^her / lie still,| and dream:| by your / leave
ho,
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I know | her wom|en are | about | her: what
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If I / do line | one of | their hands,| 'tis gold
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Which buys | admit|tance (oft | it doth)| yea^and
makes
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Dian|a's range|rs false | themselves,| yield^up
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Their deer | to the stand | of the stea|ler: and
|'tis gold
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Which makes | the true man killed,| and saves |
the thief:
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Nay, *some|time hangs both | thief, and true
man:|| what
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Can it / not do,| and un|do? I | will make
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One of | her wom|en law|yer to | me, for
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I yet | not und|erstand | the case | myself.
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By your | leave.
LADY
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Who's | there that | knocks?
CLOTEN
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A | gentleman.
LADY
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No more.
CLOTEN
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Yes, and a |
gentlewoman's son. ??
LADY
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That's more
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Than some | whose tail|ors are | as dear | as
yours,
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Can just|ly boast | of: what's | your
lord|ship's^plea||sure?
CLOTEN
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Your la|dy's pers|on, is | she rea|dy?
LADY
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Aye,|| to keep | her chamb|er.
CLOTEN
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There | is gold | for you,
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Sell me | your good | report. \\
LADY
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How my | good name?| Or to | report | of you
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What I | shall think | is good.| The prin|cess.
[Enter IMOGEN]
CLOTEN
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Good mor|row fair|est, sis|ter your / sweet hand.
IMOGEN
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Good mor|row sir,| you lay | out too | much pains
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For purch|asing | but trouble:| the thanks | I
give,
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Is tel|ling you | that I | am poor | of thanks,
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And scarce | can spare | them.
CLOTEN
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Still | I swear | I love || you.
IMOGEN
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If | you but said | so, 'twere | as deep | with
me:
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If you / swear still,| your rec|ompense | is
still
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That I | regard | it not.
CLOTEN
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This is no | answer.
IMOGEN
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But that you | shall not | say, I | yield being |
silent,
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I would | not speak.| I pray | you spare | me:
faith
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I shall | unfold | equal | discourt|esy
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To your best | kindness:| one of / your great |
knowing
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Should learn |(being | taught) for|bearance.|
CLOTEN
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To leave | you in | your mad|ness, 'twere | my
sin,
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I will not.
IMOGEN
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Fools are
| not mad folks.
CLOTEN
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Do you | call me | fool?
IMOGEN
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As I | am mad | I do: (tri with prev)
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If you'll | be pat|ient, I'll | no more | be mad,
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That cures | us both.| I am / much sor|ry (sir)
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You put | me to for|get a | lady's | manners
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By being | so ver|bal: and / learn now,| for all,
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That I | which^know | my heart,| do here |
pronounce
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By the ve|ry truth | of it, I | care not / for
you,
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And am / so near | the lack | of char|ity
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To accuse | myself,| I hate | you; which | I had
rath|er
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You felt | than make it | my boast.
CLOTEN
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You sin | against
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Obed|ience, which | you owe | your fath|er, for
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The con|tract you | pretend | with that / base
wretch,
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One, bred of alms | and fos|tered with cold |
dishes,
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With scraps | of the court:| it is no | contract,
none;
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And though | it be | allowed | in mean|er
par||ties
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(Yet who | than he | more mean)| to knit | their
souls
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(On whom | there is / no more | depen|dency
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But brats | and beg|gary) in / self-fig|ured
knot,
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Yet you | are curbed | from that | enlarge|ment,
by
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The cons|equence | of the crown,| and must | not
soil
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The pre|cious note | of it | with a / base slave,
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A hil|ding for | a liv|ery, a / squire's cloth,
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A pant|ler; not | so em|inent.
IMOGEN
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Profane | fellow:
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Wert thou | the son | of Jup|iter, and | no more,
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But what | thou art | besides:| thou wert | too*
base,
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To be | his groom:| thou wert dig|nified | enough
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Even | to the point | of en|vy, if |'twere* made
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Compa|rative | for your vir|tues, to | be styled
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The und|er-hang|man of his | kingdom;| and
ha||ted
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For being | preferred | so well.
CLOTEN
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The south-fog rot || him.
IMOGEN
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He never | can meet | more mis|chance than | come
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To || be but | named of | thee. His | meanest |
garment
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That ever | hath but | clipped his | body,| is
dear||er
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In my | respect,| than all | the hairs | above
thee,
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Were they all | made such^|men. How*| now
Pi|sanio?
[Enter PISANIO]
CLOTEN
His garment? Now the devil.
IMOGEN
To Dorothy my woman hie thee presently.
CLOTEN
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His gar|ment?
IMOGEN
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I | am spri|ted with | a fool,
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Frighted,| and ang|ered worse:| go bid | my
wo||man
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Search | for a je|wel, that / too cas|ually
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Hath left | mine arm:| it was thy | master's.|
Shrew me
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If I | would lose | it for | a rev|enue
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Of an|y king's | in Eur|ope. I | do think
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I saw it | this morn|ing: con|fident | I am,
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Last night 'twas | on mine^|arm: I | kissed it:
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I hope | it be | not gone,| to tell | my lord
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That I | kiss^aught | but he.
PISANIO
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'Twill not | be lost.
IMOGEN
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I hope | so: go | and search.
[Exit PISANIO]
CLOTEN
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You have a|bused me:
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His mean|est gar|ment?
IMOGEN
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Aye,| I said | so sir,
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If you will | make it an | action,| call^wit|ness
to it.
CLOTEN
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I will | inform | your fath|er.
IMOGEN
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Your moth|er too:
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She's my | good^la|dy, and | will conceive,| I
hope
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But the | worst of | me. So | I leave | you sir,
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To the worst | of dis|content.
[Exit]
CLOTEN
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I'll be | revenged:
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His mean|est gar|ment? Well. \\
[Exit]