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Before the cave of Belarius.
[Enter, from the cave, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, ARVIRAGUS, and IMOGEN]
BELARIUS
, , , ,
,
You are / not well:| remain | here in | the cave,
,
2 , ,
We'll come | to you aft|er hun|ting. \\
ARVIRAGUS
,
__ __
Brother,| stay | here: \\
2 , ,
Are we not | brothers?
IMOGEN
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So man | and man | should be,
, , ,
, ,
But clay | and clay,| differs | in dig|nity,
,
, , 2
, ,
Whose dust | is both | alike.| I am ve|ry sick.
GUIDERIUS
, , ,
, ,
Go you | to hunt|ing, I'll | abide | with him.
IMOGEN
, , ,
, ,
So sick | I am / not, yet | I am / not well:
, ,
, , ,
But not | so cit|izen | a want|on, as
, ,
, , ,
->
To seem | to die,| ere sick:| so please | you,
leave || me,
,
2 , ,
, x
Stick | to your journ|al course:| the breach | of
custom,
,
, , , , 2
,
Is breach | of all.| I am | ill, but | your being
| by me (hex with next three)
, 2 ,
, , , ,
Cannot a|mend me.| Soci|ety,| is no | comfort
, , , ,
, ,
To one | not soc/iable:| I am / not ve|ry sick,
,
, , ,
, ,
Since I | can reas|on of | it: Pray | you trust |
me here,
, ,
, ,
,
I'll rob | none but | myself,| and let | me die
,
, 2
Stealing | so poor|ly.
GUIDERIUS
,
, x
I love |
thee: I | have spoke it,
, ,
, , ,
How much | the quant|ity,| the weight | as much,
,
, ,
As I | do love | my fath|er.
BELARIUS
, ___ ___
What?| How?| How?
ARVIRAGUS
, , ,
, ,
->
If it | be sin | to say | so (sir)| I yoke || me
2
, , ,
, ,
In my / good broth|er's fault:| I know | not why
, ,
, ,
,
I love | this youth,| and I | have heard | you
say,
, ,
, ,
, ,
Love's rea/sons without reason: the bier at door,
????
, ,
x ,
,
And a | demand | who is it | shall die,| I'd say
, ,
,
My fath|er, not | this youth.
BELARIUS
, ,
Oh nob|le strain!
,
, ,
, ,
o
O worth|iness | of na|ture, breed | of
great|ness. (hex with next few)
, ,
, ,
T T T
Cowards | father | cowards,| and base | things
sire base:
,
, ,
, , oo
Nature | hath meal | and bran,| contempt | and
grace.|
, ,
, , , oo
I'm not | their fath|er, yet | who this | should
be,|
, ,
, , __
__
Doth mir|acle | itself,| loved be|fore | me.
, , 2 ,
'Tis the / ninth hour | of the morn.
ARVIRAGUS
, ,
Brother,| farewell.
IMOGEN
, ,
I wish | ye sport.
ARVIRAGUS
, , ,
You health.| So please | you sir.
IMOGEN
, ,
, ,
2 ,
These^are / kind creat|ures. Gods,| what lies | I
have heard:
, 2 ,
, ,
,
Our court|iers say,| all's sav/age, but | at
court:
, ,
, ,
,
Exper|ience,/ oh thou | disprovst | report.
2 , 2
, , ,
,
The impe|rious seas | breed mon/sters; for | the
dish,
, ,
2 , ,
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Poor tri/butary | rivers | as sweet | fish.
2 ,
T T T
, ,
I am sick | still, heart-sick:| Pisa|nio,
, ,
2 ,
I'll now | taste of thy | drug.
GUIDERIUS
,
,
I | could not | stir him:
, 2 ,
, , ,
He said | he was gent|le, but | unfor|tunate,
, ,
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->
Dishon|estly | afflic|ted, but / yet hon||est.
ARVIRAGUS
,
2 , ,
, ,
->
Thus | did he ans|wer me:| yet said |
hereaf||ter,
, T T
T
I | might know more.
BELARIUS
2 , 2
,
To the field,| to the field:
, ,
, ,
,
We'll leave | you for | this time,| go in,| and
rest.
ARVIRAGUS
,
, ,
We'll not | be long | away.
BELARIUS
, ,
Pray* be | not sick,
, ,
, T
For you | must be | our house|wife.
IMOGEN
T . T
Well or ill,
, ,
,
I am | bound to | you.
BELARIUS
,
,
And | shalt be | ever.
,
, , ,
2 ,
This youth,| howere | distressed,| appears | he
hath had
, ,
Good^an|cestors.
ARVIRAGUS
, ,
,
How ang|el-like | he sings?
GUIDERIUS
2
, , 2
But his neat | cookery? ????
ARVIRAGUS
,
, , ,
He cut our roots in characters, ????
, ,
, , ,
And sauced | our broths,| as Ju|no had / been
sick,
, , ,
And he | her di|eter.
ARVIRAGUS
, ,
Nobly | he yokes
,
, ,
, ,
A smi|ling, with | a sigh:| as if | the sigh
,
, ,
Tx T . T
Was that | it was,| for not | being such a smile:
, ,
, ,
,
The smile,| mocking | the sigh,| that it | would
fly,
, ,
, , ,
From so | divine | a temp|le, to | commix
, ,
,
With winds | that sail|ors rail | at.
GUIDERIUS
, ,
I | do note,
, , ,
, ,
That grief | and pa|tience root|ed in | them
both,
, ,
,
Mingle | their spurs | togeth|er.
ARVIRAGUS
, ,
Grow | patient,
, , ,
, ,
And let | the stink|ing eld|er (grief)| untwine
, 2 ,
, ,
,
His per|ishing root,| with the | increa|sing
vine.
BELARIUS
,
, ,
, ,
It is / great morn|ing. Come | away:|
who's^there?
CLOTEN
,
, ,
, , 2->
I can|not find | those^run|agates,| that
vil||lain
,
, ,
Hath mocked | me. I | am faint.
BELARIUS
, ,
Those^run|agates?
T . T
T , ,
,
Means he not us?| I part|ly know | him: 'tis
, 2 ,
2 , ,
,
Cloten, the | son of the | queen. I | fear
some^|ambush:
,
, , ,
,
I saw | him not | these ma|ny years,| and yet
, ,
2 , . T T
T
I know |'tis he:| we are held | as outlaws;
hence.
GUIDERIUS
, , ,
, ,
He is | but one:| you, and | my broth|er search
, ,
, ,
,
What comp|anies | are near:| pray you | away,
, ,
Let me | alone | with him./
[Exeunt BELARIUS and ARVIRAGUS]
CLOTEN
, ,
,
Soft, what | are you
,
, ,
, ,
That fly | me thus?| Some vil|lain mount|aineers?
2 ,
, , ,
I have heard | of such.| What slave | art thou?
GUIDERIUS
,
A thing,
, ,
, , ,
More slav|ish did | I nere | than ans|wering
, ,
,
A slave | without | a knock.
CLOTEN
, 2 ,
Thou art a | robber,
, ,
, , ,
A law-|breaker,| a vil|lain: yield | thee thief.
GUIDERIUS
, ,
, ,
,
To whom?| To thee?| What art | thou? Have | not^I
, ,
, ,
,
An arm | as big | as thine?| A heart,| as big:
, ,
x ,
,
Thy words | I grant | are bigger:| for I | wear*
not
,
, ,
, ,
My dag|ger in | my mouth.| Say what | thou art:
, ,
,
Why^I | should yield | to thee?
CLOTEN
, ,
Thou vil|lain base,
,
, ,
Knowst me | not by | my clothes?
GUIDERIUS
, 2
, ,
No, nor thy | tailor,| rascal, (tri with
prev)
,
, , ,
,
Who is | thy grand|father:| he made | those
clothes,
, 2
, ,
Which (as it | seems) make^|thee.
CLOTEN
, ,
Thou | precious | varlet,
, , ,
My tail|or made | them not.
GUIDERIUS
, ,
Hence then,| and thank
, ,
, ,
,
The man | that gave | them thee.| Thou art |
some^fool,
2 ,
,
I am loath | to beat | thee.
CLOTEN
, , 2
,
Thou | inju|rious thief,
, ,
,
Hear* but | my name,| and trem|ble.
GUIDERIUS
, ,
What's | thy name?
CLOTEN
, ,
Cloten,| thou vil|lain. \\
GUIDERIUS
, ,
, , ,
Cloten,| thou doub|le vil|lain, be | thy name,
,
, x
2 ,
x ,
I can|not trem|ble at it,| were it Toad,| or
Adder,| Spider,
,
,
'Twould move | me soon|er.
CLOTEN
, ,
,
To | thy furth|er fear,
,
, ,
, ,
Nay, to | thy mere | confu|sion, thou | shalt
know
2 , 2 ,
I am son | to the queen.
GUIDERIUS
2 , x
, 2->
I am sor|ry for it:| not seem||ing
,
, ,
So worth|y as | thy birth.
CLOTEN
, ,
Art^not | afeard?
GUIDERIUS
,
, ,
, ,
Those that | I reve|rence, those | I fear:| the
wise:
, ,
,
At fools | I laugh:| not fear | them.
CLOTEN
, ,
Die | the death:
, ,
, ,
,
When^I | have slain | thee with | my prop|er
hand,
,
, x T T
T
I'll fol|low those | that even | now fled hence:
, ,
. T T T
,
And on | the gates | of Lud's-town set | your
heads:
___ ,
, ___ oo
Yield,| rustic | mountain|eer.|
[Exeunt, fighting. Enter BELARIUS and ARVIRAGUS]
BELARIUS
, ,
,
No comp|anies | abroad? \\
ARVIRAGUS
,
, ,
, ,
None in | the world:| you did | mistake | him
sure.
BELARIUS
,
, , 2 ,
,
I can|not tell:| long is it | since I | saw him,
, ,
, ,
, 2->
But time | hath noth|ing blurred | those^lines |
of fa||vor
,
, , ,
,
Which^then | he wore;| the snatch|es in | his
voice,
, ,
, ,
2 , 2
And burst | of speak|ing were | as his:| I am
abs|olute*
, ,
2
'Twas ve|ry Clo|ten.
ARVIRAGUS
, , ,
In this | place we | left them;
,
, , ,
,
I wish | my broth|er make | good time / with him,
, , ,
You say | he is / so fell.
BELARIUS
2 , ,
Being scarce | made^up,
, ,
, ,
, 2->
I mean | to man;| he had | not ap|prehen||sion
, ,
, 2 ,
, 2->
Of roar|ing ter|rors: for | the effect | of
judg||ment
, , ,
, 2 ,
Is oft | the cause | of fear.| But see* thy |
brother.
[Enter GUIDERIUS, with CLOTEN'S head]
GUIDERIUS
, ,
, ,
,
This Clo|ten was | a fool,| an emp|ty purse,
, ,
x , ,
There was | no mon|ey in it:| not Her|cules
,
, ,
, ,
Could have / knocked out | his brains,| for he /
had none:
, ,
, , ,
Yet I | not do|ing this,| the fool | had borne
, ,
,
My head,| as I | do his.
BELARIUS
, ,
What hast | thou done?
GUIDERIUS
2 ,
, ,
, ,
I am per|fect what:| cut^off | one* Clo|ten's
head,
,
, , ,
,
Son to | the queen |(after | his own | report)
, ,
, , ,
Who called | me trait|or, mount|aineer,| and
swore
, ,
, ,
,
With his / own sing|le hand | he'd take | us in,
, ,
, , ,
Displace | our heads | where* (thanks | the
gods)| they grow
, , ,
And set | them on / Lud's-town.
BELARIUS
2 ,
,
We are all | undone.
GUIDERIUS
, ,
, , ,
Why*, worth|y fath|er, what | have we | to lose,
,
, , ,
,
But that | he swore | to take,| our lives?| The
law
, ,
, , ,
2->
Protects | not^us:| then why | should we | be
ten||der
, , 2
, , ,
To let | an ar|rogant piece | of flesh | threat
us?
T T . T
, 2 ,
,
Play judge, and ex|ecu|tioner, all | himself?
, ,
, , ,
For we | do fear | the law.| What comp|any
, ,
,
Discov|er you | abroad?
BELARIUS
T Tx T
No single soul
, ,
2 , ,
,
Can we | set eye | on*: but in / all safe |
reason
, ,
, , ,
2->
He must | have some | attend|ants. Though | his
hu||mor
, ,
, ,
,
Was noth|ing but | muta|tion, aye,| and that
, T
T . T T T
T
From one | bad thing to worse:| not frenzy,
, 2
, ,
, ,
Not abs|olute* mad|ness could | so far | have
raved
, ,
, ,
,
To bring | him here | alone | although | perhaps
, ,
, , ,
It may | be heard | at court,| that such | as we,
T T
T T . T T
2 ,
Cave here, hunt | here, are outlaws,| and in time
, ,
, , ,
->
May make | some strong|er head,| the which | he
hea||ring,
, 2 ,
, ,
,
(As | it is like | him) might | break^out,| and
swear
,
, , 2 , ,
He'd fetch | us in,| yet is it | not pro/bable
,
, , , ,
,
To come | alone,| either | he so | under|taking,
, ,
2 , ,
T T T
Or they | so suf|fering: then | on good | ground
we fear, (hex with prev)
, ,
, ,
,
If we | do fear | this bo|dy hath | a tail
, 2
, ,
More* per|ilous than | the head.
ARVIRAGUS
, ,
Let or/dinance
,
, ,
, ,
Come as | the gods | foresay | it: how|soere,
, , ,
My broth|er hath / done well.
BELARIUS
, ,
I had | no mind
,
, , ,
,
To hunt | this day:| the boy | Fidele's |
sickness
, . T
T T
Did make | my way long forth. ??
GUIDERIUS
, ,
With his / own sword,
,
, ,
, 2 ,
Which he | did wave | against | my throat,| I
have tane
, ,
x , ,
His head | from him:| I'll throw it | into | the
creek
, ,
, ,
,
Behind | our rock,| and let | it to | the sea,
, x
, , ,
And tell | the fishes,| he's the / queen's son,|
Cloten,
,
,
That's all | I reck.
[Exit]
BELARIUS
, ,
,
I fear |'twill be | revenged:
, ,
2 ,
x ,
Would (Pol|idore)| thou hadst not | done it:
though | valor
, ,
,
Becomes | thee well | enough.
ARVIRAGUS
, x
Would I | had done it:
, 2
, ,
, , 2
So the rev|enge a|lone pur|sued me:| Polidore^
, , ,
, ,
I love | thee broth|erly,| but en|vy much
2
, , ,
, 2 ,
Thou hast robbed | me of | this deed:| I would
rev|enges
, 2
, , ,
,
That pos|sible strength | might^meet,| would seek
| us through
,
, ,
And put | us to | our ans|wer.
BELARIUS
, ,
Well,| 'tis done:
,
, , ,
, 2->
We'll hunt | no more | today,| nor seek | for
dan||ger
,
x , ,
,
Where there's | no profit.| I prith|ee to | our
rock,
,
, , T
T T
You and | Fidele | play the | cooks: I'll stay
, ,
, , ,
2->
Till hast|y Pol|idore | return,| and bring || him
, ,
To din|ner pres|ently*./
ARVIRAGUS
, ,
,
Poor sick | Fidele,
,
, x ,
,
I'll wil|lingly | to him: to | gain his | color,
, ,
, , ,
I'd let | a par|ish of / such Clo|tens' blood,
, ,
, 2
And praise | myself | for char|ity*.
[Exit]
BELARIUS
, x
Oh | thou goddess,
, , ,
, ,
Thou di|vine Na/ture; thy|self thou | blazonst
. T T
T ,
, 2 ,
In these two prince|ly boys:| They are as |
gentle
, , 2 ,
, ,
As zeph|yrs blow|ing below | the vi|olet,
,
, , ,
,
Not wag|ging his / sweet head;| and yet | as
rough
, ,
, 2 ,
,
(Their roy|al blood | enchafed)| as the rud|est
wind,
, ,
, ,
,
That by | the top | doth^take | the mount|ain
pine,
, , ,
, ,
And make | him stoop / to the | vale. 'Tis |
wonder
, 2
, , ,
,
That an in|visi|ble in|stinct should | frame them
, ,
, ,
,
To roy|alty | unlearned,| honor | untaught,
, ,
, ,
, 2->
Civi|lity | not seen | from oth|er: val||or
, ,
, , ,
That wild|ly grows | in them:| but yields | a
crop
,
, ,
, ,
As if | it had | been sowed:| yet still | it's
strange
, ,
, ,
,
What Clo|ten's be|ing here | to us | portends,
, , x
Or what | his death | will bring us.
[Enter GUIDERIUS]
GUIDERIUS
,
,
Where's my | brother?
, ,
, ,
,
I have / sent Clo|ten's clot|poll* down | the
stream;
, ,
, , ,
In embassy to his mother; his body's hostage
????
,
,
For his | return.
[Solemn music]
BELARIUS
2 , , ,
My ingen|ious inst|rument,
, ,
, , 2
,
(Hark Pol/idore*)| it sounds:| But what oc|casion
, ,
, ,
,
Hath Cad|wal now | to give | it mo|tion? Hark.
GUIDERIUS
, ,
Is he | at home?
BELARIUS
, T Tx T
He went | hence even now.
GUIDERIUS
, 2
T T T
2 , ,
What does he | mean? Since death | of my dearst |
mother
, ,
, , ,
It did | not speak | before.| All* sol|emn things
, ,
, ,
x
Should ans|wer sol|emn ac|cidents.| The matter?
,
, ,
, ,
Triumphs | for noth|ing, and | lament|ing toys,
, ,
, , ,
Is jol|lity | for apes,| and grief | for boys.
, ,
Is Cad|wal mad?
BELARIUS
__ ,
___
Look,| here he | comes,
,
, ,
, ,
And brings | the dire | occa|sion in | his arms,
, ,
,
Of what | we blame | him for.
[Enter ARVIRAGUS, with IMOGEN, as dead, bearing her in his arms]
ARVIRAGUS
, ,
The bird | is dead
,
, ,
, , 2->
That we | have made | so much | on. I | had
rath|er
, ,
T T . T
, , ->
Have skipped | from six|teen years of age,| to
six||ty:
2
, ,
, 2 ,
To have | turned my | leaping-|time in|to a
crutch,
2
, ,
Than have seen | this.
GUIDERIUS
, ,
,
Oh | sweetest,| fairest | lily:
,
, , 2
, ,
My broth|er wears | thee not | the one^half | so
well,
, ,
,
As when | thou grewst | thyself.
BELARIUS
, , ->
Oh mel|ancho||ly,
, 2
, , ,
,
Who | ever yet | could sound | thy bot|tom? Find
,
, , ,
,
The ooze,| to show | what coast | thy slug|gish
care
, 2 ,
, , ,
Might eas|iest har|bor in?| Thou bles|sed thing.
, ,
, ,
,
Jove^knows | what man | thou mightst | have
made:| but aye,
, . T
T T ,
, ->
Thou diedst | a most rare boy,| of mel|ancho||ly.
, T T
T
How | found you him?
ARVIRAGUS
, ,
Stark, as | you see:
, , 2
, ,
,
Thus smi/ling as some | fly had | tickled |
slumber,
T . T
T 2 ,
, ,
Not as death's dart,| being laughed | at: his /
right cheek
,
, ,
Repos|ing on | a cush|ion.
GUIDERIUS
,
Where?
ARVIRAGUS
2 ,
On the floor:
, ,
, ,
,
His arms | thus^leagued,| I thought | he slept,|
and put
,
, ,
, , ->
My clout|ed brogues | from off | my feet,|
whose^rude||ness
, 2
, ,
Ans|wered my steps | too* loud.
GUIDERIUS
, ,
Why he | but sleeps:
,
, , ,
,
If he | be gone,| he'll make | his grave | a bed:
, , , 2
, ,
With fe|male fai/ries will his | tomb be |
haunted,
, ,
, 2
And worms | will not | come to thee.
ARVIRAGUS
, x
With fair|est flowers
,
, ,
, ,
Whilst sum|mer lasts,| and I | live^here,|
Fidele,
,
, , ,
,
I'll sweet|en thy / sad grave:| thou shalt | not
lack
x
, , T
T T 2->
The flower | that's like | thy face.| Pale
primrose,|| nor*
, ,
, , ,
The az|ured hare|bell,^like | thy veins:| no nor
??
, ,
, , ,
2->
The leaf | of eg|lantine,| whom not | to
slan||der
, ,
, ,
,
Out-sweet|ened not | thy breath:| the rud|dock
would
, 3 3 ,
T T T ,
With char|itable bill |(Oh bill sore-|shaming
,
, , , ,
Those^rich-|left^heirs,| that let | their
fath|ers lie
,
, , ,
,
Without | a mon|ument)| bring thee | all* this.
T .
T T , x
,
Yea, and furred moss | besides,| when flowers |
are none
, ,
,
To wint|er-ground | thy corse--
GUIDERIUS
, ,
Prithee | have done.
, ,
, ,
,
And do | not play | in wench-|like^words | with
that
, , 2
, , ,
Which is / so ser|ious. Let | us bu|ry him,
,
, , ,
,
And not | protract | with ad|mira|tion what
. T T T
2 ,
Is now due debt.| To the grave.
ARVIRAGUS
, 2
, 2->
Say*, where | shall us lay || him?
GUIDERIUS
, ,
, , 3
By good | Euri|phile,| our moth|er.
ARVIRAGUS
3 ,
Be it so:
x , ,
, ,
And let us |(Poli|dore) though | now our | voices
,
, ,
, 2
,
Have got | the man|nish crack,| sing him | to the
ground
, ,
, T T . T
As once | our moth|er: use | like note and words,
,
, , ,
2 ,
Save that | Euri|phile,| must be Fi|dele.
GUIDERIUS
,
Cadwal, \\
,
, , x
,
I can|not sing:| I'll weep,| and word it | with
thee,
, ,
, ,
,
For notes | of sor|row, out | of tune,| are worse
,
, ,
Than priests,| and vanes | that lie.
ARVIRAGUS
,
,
We'll speak | it then.
BELARIUS
, ,
, 2 ,
, 2->
Great griefs / I see*| medicine | the less,| for
Clo||ten
, ,
, 2 T T
T
Is quite | forgot.| He was a | queen's son, boys,
, 2 ,
, , ,
And though he | came our | ene|my, re|member
, ,
, , ,
, ->
He was | paid for | that: though | mean, and |
mighty || rotting
, 2 , ,
,
Togeth|er have one | dust, yet | reverence
, ,
, , ,
2->
(That ang|el of | the world)| doth make |
distinc||tion
, ,
, ,
, ->
Of place |'twixt^high | and low.| Our foe | was
prince||ly,
,
2 , ,
x ,
And | though you took | his life,| as being | our
foe,
, , 2
,
Yet bu/ry him, as | a prince.
GUIDERIUS
,
, ,
Pray thee | fetch him | hither. (tri with
prev)
,
, , 2 T .
T T
Thersi|tes' bo|dy is as | good as Ajax', ??
,
, ,
When neith|er are | alive.
ARVIRAGUS
, 2
,
If you'll go | fetch him,
,
, , ,
,
We'll say | our song | the whilst.| Brother,|
begin.
[Exit BELARIUS]
GUIDERIUS
, ,
, , 2 ,
Nay Cad/wal, we | must^lay | his head | to the
east,
, ,
, x
My fath|er hath | a reas|on for it.
ARVIRAGUS
,
'Tis true.
GUIDERIUS
, ,
,
Come^on | then, and | remove | him.
ARVIRAGUS
, ,
So,| begin.
GUIDERIUS
T T T
, 2 ,
Fear no more | the heat | of the sun,
,
, 2 ,
,
Nor the | furious | winter's | rages,
,
, ,
__
Thou thy | worldly | task hast | done,
,
, ,
,
Home art | gone, and | tane thy | wages.
,
, T T T
Golden | lads, and | girls all must,
, ,
, ,
As chim|ney-swee|pers come | to dust.
ARVIRAGUS
T T T
, 2 ,
Fear no more | the frown | of the great,
,
, ,
__
Thou art | past the | tyrant's | stroke,
T T T
, ,
Care no more | to clothe | and eat,
, ,
, ,
To thee | the reed | is as | the oak:
, ,
, ,
The scep|tre, learn|ing, phy|sic must,
, ,
, ,
All fol|low this | and come | to dust.
GUIDERIUS
T T T
, ,
Fear no more | the light|ning flash.
ARVIRAGUS
T . T T
, ,
Nor the all-drea|ded thund|erstone.
GUIDERIUS
T T T
, ,
Fear not sland|er, cens|ure rash;
ARVIRAGUS
,
, ,
__
Thou hast | finished | joy and | moan.
GUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS
, ,
, ,
All lov|ers young,| all lov|ers must,
, ,
, ,
Consign | to thee,| and come | to dust.
GUIDERIUS
, , ,
__
No ex|orci|ser harm | thee,
ARVIRAGUS
,
T T T __
Nor no | witchcraft charm | thee.
GUIDERIUS
,
, ,
oo
Ghost un|laid for|bear thee.|
ARVIRAGUS
,
, ,
oo
Nothing | ill come^|near thee.|
GUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS
, ,
, __
Quiet | consum|mation | have,
, ,
, ___
And re|nowned | be thy | grave.
[Enter BELARIUS, with the body of CLOTEN]
GUIDERIUS
,
, , ___
oo
We have | done our | obse|quies:|
,
,
Come^lay | him down. \\
BELARIUS
T . T Tx
2 , T T T
Here's a few flowers,| but about | midnight more:
,
, , ,
2 ,
The herbs | that have | on them / cold dew | of
the night
, ,
, x ,
Are strew|ings fitst | for graves:| upon their |
faces.
,
x , ,
,
You were | as flowers,| now^with|ered: ev|en so
,
, , ,
,
These herb|lets shall,| which^we | upon | you
strew.
, ,
, , ,
Come on | away,| apart | upon | our knees:
, ,
, ,
,
The ground | that gave | them first,| has them |
again:
, ,
, , ,
Their pleas|ures here | are past,| so is | their
pain.
[Exeunt BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS]
IMOGEN
,
, ,
, 2 ,
Yes sir,| to Mil|ford-Hav|en, which | is the way?
,
, ,
, ,
I thank | you: by / yond bush?| Pray^how* far |
thither? ??
, ,
, 2 T T
T
'Ods pit/tikins:| can it be | six mile yet?
2 ,
, ,
T T . T
I have gone | all* night.| 'Faith, I'll | lie
down, and sleep.
, , x
, ,
2
But soft:| no bed|fellow? Oh | gods, and |
goddesses!
x
, , ,
2 ,
These flowers | are like | the pleas|ures of the
| world; ??
<- , ,
, 2 , ,
This || bloody | man the | care on it.| I hope
| I dream:
,
, , , ,
For so | I thought | I was | a cave-|keeper,
,
, , 2
, ,
And cook | to hon|est creat|ures. But 'tis / not
so;
, 2
, ,
, ,
'Twas but a | bolt of | nothing,| shot at |
nothing,
,
T T . T
, ,
Which the | brain makes of fumes:| our ve|ry eyes
, ,
, , ,
Are some|times^like | our judg|ments, blind.|
Good* faith
, ,
, ,
,
I trem|ble stiff | with fear:| but if | there be
,
x ,
, , ->
Yet^left | in heaven,| as small | a drop | of
pi||ty
2 , , ,
, , 2
As a / wren's eye;| feared | gods, a | part of
it.
. T
T T x
, ,
The dream's here still:| even when | I wake | it
is
, , 2
, 2 , ,
Without | me, as wi|thin me;| not ima|gined,
felt.
,
, ,
2 , ,
A head|less man?| The gar|ments of Pos|thumus?
, , 2
, ,
,
I know | the shape | of his leg:| this is | his
hand:
,
, , ,
,
His foot | mercu|rial,| his mar|tial thigh
,
, , 2
, 2 ,
The brawns | of Her|cules:| but his Jov|ial
face--
, x
, ,
, 2
Murder | in heaven?| How? 'Tis | gone. Pi|sanio,
, , , 2
, ,
All curs|es mad|ded Hec|uba gave | the Greeks,
,
, , , ,
And mine | to boot,| be dart|ed on / thee: thou
,
, , 2
x ,
Conspired | with that | irreg|ulous devil |
Cloten,
,
, ,
, ,
Hath here | cut off | my lord.| To write,| and
read
, , ,
, , 2
Be hence|forth trea/cherous.| Damned Pi|sanio
,
, ,
, , 2
Hath with | his forged | letters |(damned
Pi|sanio)
, ,
, ,
,
From this / most brav|est ves|sel of | the world
T .
T T , ,
,
Struck the main-top!| Oh Pos|thumus,| alas,
, ,
, , ,
Where is | thy head?| Where's^that?| Aye* me!|
Where's^that
, 2 ,
, , ,
Pisan|io might | have killed | thee at | the
heart,
, ,
, , , ,
And left | this head | on. How / should this |
be, Pi|sanio?
, ,
, , ,
,
'Tis he,| and Clo|ten. Mal|ice, and | lucre | in
them
,
, T T T
, ,
Have laid | this woe | here. Oh 'tis | pregnant,|
pregnant! (hex with prev two)
,
, ,
, , ->
The drug | he gave | me, which | he said | was
pre||cious
, ,
, , x
And | cordial | to me,| have I | not found it
, 2
2 , ,
, ,
Murderous | to the sens|es? That | confirms | it
home:
, ,
2 , ,
,
This is | Pisan|io's deed,| and Clo|ten's: Oh!
, ,
, ,
,
Give co/lor to | my pale | cheek with | thy
blood.
, ,
, ,
,
That we | the hor|rider | may seem | to those
,
, ,
, ,
Which^chance | to find | us: Oh,| my lord!| My
lord!
[Falls on the body. Enter LUCIUS, a Captain and other Officers, and a
Soothsayer]
CAPTAIN
, ,
, , ,
2 ->
To them,| the leg|ions gar|risoned | in Gal||lia
, 2 ,
, ,
, 2->
Aft|er your will,| have crossed | the sea,|
atten||ding
, ,
, , ,
You here | at Mil|ford-Hav|en, with | your ships:
,
, ,
They are | in rea|diness.
CAIUS LUCIUS
, ,
But what | from Rome?
CAPTAIN
, , ,
2 ,
The sen|ate hath / stirred up | the confin|ers,
<- , , 2
, , ,
x
And || gentlemen | of It|aly,| most^wil|ling
spirits,
, ,
, , ,
That prom|ise nob|le serv|ice: and | they come
, ,
, T T Tx
Under | the con|duct of | bold Iachimo,
,
,
Syen|na's broth|er.
CAIUS LUCIUS
, ,
,
When | expect | you them?
CAPTAIN
2 ,
, 2 2 ,
With the next | benefit | of the wind.
CAIUS LUCIUS
, ,
This for|wardness
, T
T . T
, ,
2->
Makes our | hopes fair. Command | our pres|ent
num||bers
,
, , ,
2 , ->
Be mus|tered, bid | the cap|tains look | to it.
Now || sir,
,
2 , ,
2 , ,
What | have you dreamed | of late | of this war's
| purpose.
SOOTHSAYER
T T .
T , ,
2 ,
Last night the ve|ry gods | showed me a | vision
, ,
, x ,
(I fast,| and prayed | for their | intelli|gence)
thus:
. T T
T ,
, ,
I saw Jove's bird,| the Rom|an eag|le winged
2 ,
, , ,
,
From the spon|gy south | to this | part of | the
west,
, ,
2 T T
T ,
There* van|ished in the | sunbeams: which |
portends
, ,
, , ,
2->
(Unless | my sins | abuse | my div|ina||tion)
, 2 , ,
Success | to the Rom|an host.
CAIUS LUCIUS
,
,
Dream^of|ten so,
, ,
, , ,
And nev|er false.| Soft^ho,| what trunk | is
here?
,
, x ,
,
Without | his top?| The ruin | speaks, that |
sometime^
, ,
, ,
,
It was | a worth|y build|ing. How?| A page?
,
, x ,
,
Or dead,| or sleep|ing on him?| But dead |
rather:
, ,
, ,
,
For na|ture doth | abhor | to make | his bed
,
, , ,
,
With the | defunct,| or sleep | upon | the dead.
, ,
,
Let's^see | the boy's | face.
CAPTAIN
2 ,
,
He's alive | my lord.
CAIUS LUCIUS
,
, , 2
, ,
He'll then | instruct | us of this | body:| young
one*,
, ,
, , ,
Inform | us of | thy for|tunes, for | it seems
,
, ,
, ,
They crave | to be | deman|ded. Who | is this
,
, ,
, ,
2->
Thou makst | thy bloo|dy pil|low? Or | who was ||
he
, ,
, , ,
That (oth|erwise | than nob|le nat|ure did)
, 2
, , , ,
Hath alt|ered that good | picture?| What's thy |
interest
, ,
x x
In this / sad wreck?| How came it?| Who is it?
,
What art | thou?
IMOGEN
, ,
, ,
I | am noth|ing: or | if not,
, 2
, x
, ,
Nothing to | be were | better: This | was my |
master,
, ,
2 , ,
,
A ve|ry val|iant Brit|on, and | a good,
,
, ,
T T . T
That here | by mount|aineers | lies slain: alas,
2 , , ,
, ,
There are no | more such^|masters:| I may |
wander
, ,
, , 2 ,
From east | to oc|cident,| cry out for | service,
T Tx T T
T T x
Try many, all | good, serve tru|ly, never
, ,
,
Find such^|anoth|er mast|er.
CAIUS LUCIUS
, ,
'Lack,| good* youth:
, ,
, ,
,
Thou movst | no less | with thy | complain|ing,
than
, 2
, ,
, ,
Thy mast|er in bleed|ing: say | his name,| good*
friend.
IMOGEN
, ,
, ,
,
Richard | du Champ:| if I | do lie,| and do
, ,
, ,
,
No harm | by it,| though the / gods hear,| I hope
, 2
, ,
They'll pard|on it. Say | you sir?
CAIUS LUCIUS
,
Thy name?
IMOGEN
, 2->
Fidele || sir.
CAIUS LUCIUS
, ,
, ,
,
Thou dost | approve | thyself | the ve|ry same:
,
, , ,
,
Thy name | well* fits | thy faith;| thy faith,|
thy name.
, ,
, ,
,
Wilt take | thy chance | with me?| I will | not
say
,
, , ,
,
Thou shalt | be so^/well mast|ered, but | be sure
,
, , ,
2 , ->
No less | beloved.| The Rom|an emp|eror's
let||ters
, 2 ,
2 , ,
,
Sent | by a cons|ul to me,| should not | sooner
,
, ,
, ,
Than thine | own^worth | prefer | thee: go | with
me.
IMOGEN
, ,
, 2
, ,
I'll fol|low sir.| But first,| and it please |
the gods,
, ,
, ,
,
I'll hide | my mast|er from | the flies | as deep
, ,
, ,
,
As these / poor pick|axes | can dig:| and when
,
T T . T
2 , ,
With wild | wood-leaves and weeds,| I have
strewed | his grave
, ,
, , x
And on | it said | a cen|tury | of prayers,
, 2
T T T ,
,
(Such as I | can) twice ore,| I'll weep,| and
sigh,
, ,
, ,
,
And leav|ing so | his serv|ice, fol|low you,
, ,
,
So please | you ent|ertain | me.
CAIUS LUCIUS
, ,
Aye | good* youth,
, , ,
, , ,
And rather father thee, than master thee: my
friends, ????
, ,
, ,
x
The boy | hath taught | us man|ly dut|ies: let us
T T . T 2
, , ,
Find out the pret|tiest dais|ied plot | we can,
, ,
, , ,
And make | him with | our pikes | and part|isans
, T
T T , 2
,
A grave:| come, arm him:| Boy he is | preferred
,
, , ,
,
By thee,| to us,| and he | shall be | interred
,
, ,
, ,
As sold|iers can.| Be cheer|ful wipe |
thine^eyes,
, ,
, 2 , ,
Some* falls | are means | the hap|pier to |
arise.
[Exeunt]