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Cymbeline, king of Britain.

Cornelius, a physician. Cioten, son to the queen by a former husband. Two Gentlemen. Leonatus Posthumus, a gentleman, husband to Two Gaolers.

Imogen. Belarius, a banished lord, disguised under the Queen, wife to Cymbeline. name of Morgan.

Imogen, daughter to Cymbeline by a former queen Guiderius,

sons to Cymbeline, disguised under|| Helen, woman to Imogen.

the names of Polydore and CadArviragus,

wal, supposed sons to Belarius. Lords, Ladies, Roman Senators, Tribunes, Appa Philario, friend to Posthumus,


ritions, a Soothsayer, a Dutch Gentleman, a lachimo, friend to Philario,

Spanish Gentleman, Musicians, Officers, CapA French Gentleman, friend to Philario.

tains, Soldiers, Messengers, and other AttendCaius Lucius, general of the Roman forces. ants. A Roman Captain. I'wo British Captains. Pisanio, servant to Posthumus.

Scene, sometimes in Britain ; sometimes in Italy.


His measure duly 3
2 Gent.

What's his name, and birth ? SCENE I.-Britain. The garden behind Cym- 1 Gent. I cannot delve him to the root: His father beline's palace. Enter Two Gentlemen. Was callid Sicilius, who did join his honour,

Against the Romans, with Cassibelan; 1 Gentleman.

But had his titles by Tenantius, 4 whom

He serv'd with glory and admir'd success :
You do not meet a man, but frowns : our bloods. So gain’d the sur-addition,

No more obey the heavens, than our courtiers; And had, besides this gentleman in question,
Still seem, as does the king's.

Two other sons, who, in the wars o'the time, 2 Gent.

But what's the matter? | Died with their swords in hand; for which then 1 Gent. His daughter, and the heir of his king

father dom, whom

(Then old and fond of issue,) took such sorrow, He purpos'd to his wife's sole son (a widow, That he quit being; and his gentle lady, That late he married,) hath referrd herself' Big of this gentleman, our theme, deceas'd Unto a poor but worthy gentleman: She's wedded; || As he was born. The king, he takes the babe Her husband banish'd ; she imprison'd: all To his protection; calls him Posthumus; Is outward sorrow; though, I think, the king Breeds him, and makes him of his bed-chamber Be touch'd at very heart.

Puts him to all the learnings that his time 2 Gent.

None but the king? Could make him the receiver of; which he took, 1 Gent. He, that hath lost her, too: so is the || As we do air, fast as 'twas minister'd; and queen,

In his spring became a harvest : Liv'd in court, That most desir'd the match : But not a courtier, | (Which rare it is to do,) most prais’d, most lov'd Although they wear their faces to the bent A sample to the youngest; to the more mature, Of the king's looks, hath a heart that is not A glass that feated them; and to the graver, Glad at the thing they scowl at.

A child that guided dotards : to his mistress, 2 Gent.

And why so ? For whom he now is banish'd-her own price 1 Gent. He that hath miss'd the princess, is a thing Proclaims how she esteem'd him and his virtue; Too bad for bad report : And he that hath her, By her election may be truly read, (I mean, that married her,-alack, good man - What kind of man he is. And therefore banish'd) is a creature such

2 Gent.

I honour him As, to seek through the regions of the earth Even out of your report. But, 'pray you, tell me, For one his dike, there would be something failing | Is she sole child to the king? In him that should compare. I do not think

His only child So fair an outward, and such stuff within, He had two sons (if this be worth your hearing, Endows a man but he.

Mark it,) the eldest of them at three years old, 2 Gent.

You speak him far. l'the swathing clothes the other, from their nursery 1 Gent. I do extend him, sir, within himself; Were stolen: and to this hour, no guess in knowledge Crush him together, rather than unfold

Which way they went.
2 Gent.

How long is this ago ? (1) Inclination, natural disposition.

1 Gent. Some twenty years. (2) i. e. You praise him extensively. (3) My praise, however extensive, is within his (4) The father of Cymbeline.

(5) Formed their manners.

1 Gent.




2 Gent. That a king's children should be so con- || You gentle gods, give me but this I have,

And sear up my embracements from a next
So slackly guarded! And the search so slow, With bonds of death - Remain thou here
That could not trace them!

(Putting on the ring 1 Gent.

Howsoe'er 'tis strange, while sense can keep it on! And sweetest, fairest,
Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at, As I my poor self did exchange for you,
Yet is it true, sir.

To your so infinite loss; so, in our trifles
2 Gent. I do well believe you.

I still win of you: For my sake, wear this; 1 Gent. We must forbear: Here comes the queen, || It is a manacle of love; I'll place it and princess.

(Exeunt. Upon this fairest prisoner. SCENE II.- The same. Enter the Queen, Pos

(Putting a bracelet on her arm. Imo.

O, the gods!
thumus, and Imogen.

When shall we see again?
Queen. No, be assurd, you shall not find me,

Enter Cymbeline and Lords.
After the slander of most step-mothers,


Alack, the king!
Evil-ey'd unto you : you are my prisoner, but Cym. Thou basest thing, avoid! hence, from my
Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys

That lock up your restraint. For you, Posthumus,| If, after this command, thou fraught the court
So soon as I can win the offended king, With thy unworthiness, thou diest: Away!
I will be known your advocate : marry, yet Thou art poison to my blood.
The fire of rage is in him; and 'twere good, Post.

The gods protect you!
You lean'd unto his sentence, with what patience And bless the good remainders of the court!
Your wisdom may inform you.

I am gone.

(Exit. Post.

Please your highness, Imo. There cannot be a pinch in death
I will from hence to-day.

More sharp than this is.
You know the peril: Сут. .

O disloyal thing,

fetch a turn about the garden, pitying That should'st repair my youth : thou heapest
The pangs of barr'd affections ; though the king A year's age on me!
Hath charg'd you should not speak together. Imo.

I beseech you, sir, [Exit Queen. | Harm not yourself with your vexation ; I

0, Am senseless of your wrath; a touch more rare Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant Subdues all pangs, all fears. Can tickle where she wounds !—My dearest hus Cym.

Past grace? obedience. band,

Imo. Past hope, and in despair ; that way, past I something fear my father's wrath; but nothing

grace. (Always reserv'd my holy duty,) what

Cym. That might'st have had the soles son of His rage can do on me : You must be gone;

my queen! And I shall here abide the hourly shot

Imo. O bless'd, that I might not! I chose an Of angry eyes; not comforted to live,

But that there is this jewel in the world,

And did avoid a puttock.
That I may see again.

Cym. Thou took'st a beggar; would'st have made
My queen! my mistress!

my throne
0, lady, weep no more; lest I give cause A seat for baseness.
To be suspected of more tenderness


No; I rather added
Than doth become a man! I will remain A lustre to it.
The loyal'st husband that did e'er plight troth. Cym. O thou vile one!
My residence in Rome at one Philario's;


Who to my father was a friend, to me

It is your fault that I have lov'd Posthumus :
Known but by letter: thither write, my queen, You bred him as my playfellow; and he is
And with mine eyes I'll drink the words you send, A man, worth any woman;

overbuys me
Though ink be made of gall.

Almost the sum he pays.
Re-enter Queen.


What art thou mad!

Imo. Almost, sir : Heaven restore me 'Would
Be brief, I pray you :

I were
If the king come, I shall incur I know not A neat-herd's daughter! and my Leonatus
How much of his displeasure:--Yet I'll move him Our neighbour shepherd's son!

To walk this way: I never do him wrong,

Re-enter Queen.
But he does buy my injuries, to be friends; Cym.

Thou foolish thing!
Pays dear for my offences.

(Exit. || They were again together : you have done
Should we be taking leave

(To the Queen As long a term as yet we have to live,

Not after our command. Away with her,
The loathness to depart would grow : Adieu! And pen her up.
Imo. Nay, stay a little:

Queen. 'Beseech your patience : -Peace,
Were you but riding forth to air yourself, Dear lady daughter, peace ;-Sweet sovereign,
Such parting were too petty. Look here, love; Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself some
This diamond was my mother's : take it, heart;

But keep it till you woo another wife,

Out of your best advice.8
When Imogen is dead.


Nay, let her languish

Hɔw! how ! another?- || A drop of blood a day; and, being aged,
(1) Close up (2) Sensation. (3) Fill. (6) A kite. (7) Cattle-keeper's
(4) A more exquisite fer-ling (5) Only. 8) Consideration.

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