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Cymbeline

Act V, Scene 2

Field of battle between the British and Roman camps.
 
[Enter, from one side, LUCIUS, IACHIMO, and the Roman Army: from the other side, the British Army; POSTHUMUS LEONATUS following, like a poor soldier. They march over and go out. Then enter again, in skirmish, IACHIMO and POSTHUMUS LEONATUS he vanquisheth and disarmeth IACHIMO, and then leaves him]
 
IACHIMO
            ,     ,          ,         ,        ,      o
      The heav|iness | and guilt | within | my bos|om,
             ,        ,         ,       2    ,       ,    o
      Takes^off | my man|hood*: I | have belied | a la|dy,  (hex with prev)
            ,    ,    2         ,                  ,    x
      The prin|cess of this | country;| and the / air on it
         ,     3  3   ,        ,        ,            ,
      Reven|gingly enfeeb|les me,| or could | this carl,
         ,       ,         ,   ,         2      ,
      A ve|ry drudge | of na|ture's, have sub|dued me
          ,        ,          ,     T     .    Tx     T
      In my | profess|ion? Knight|hoods, and honors borne
          ,          ,         ,       ,         ,
      (As I | wear mine)| are tit|les but | of scorn.
           ,          ,        ,        ,       ,
      If that | thy gent|ry (Brit|ain) go | before
             ,        ,       ,           ,           ,
      This lout,| as he | exceeds | our lords,| the odds
           ,          ,          ,         ,          ,
      Is that | we scarce | are men,| and you | are gods.
 
[Exit]
 
[The battle continues; the Britons fly; CYMBELINE is taken: then enter, to his rescue, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS]
 
BELARIUS
        T      T     T     ,     2    ,          2       ,
      Stand, stand, We | have the ad|vantage | of the ground,
            ,         ,         ,        ,          ,
      The lane | is guard|ed: noth|ing routs | us, but
           ,   2    ,         ,
      The vil|lany of | our fears.
 
GUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS
                                     T      T     .    T
                                   Stand, stand, and fight.
 
[Enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS, and seconds the Britons: they rescue CYMBELINE, and exeunt. Then enter LUCIUS, and IACHIMO, with IMOGEN]
 
CAIUS LUCIUS
        ,     ,                ,           ,         ,
      Away | boy from | the troops,| and save | thyself;
             ,        ,     ,                    ,         ,
      For friends | kill friends,/ and the | disord|er's such
          ,           ,     ,
      As war | were hood|winked.
 
IACHIMO
                                                ,          ,
                                 'Tis | their fresh | supplies.
 
CAIUS LUCIUS
       ,   2     T     T      T         ,       ,
      It is a | day turned strange|ly: or | betimes
             ,     ,         ,
      Let's re|inforce,| or fly.    \\
 
[Exeunt]

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