Bel. Pr'ythee, fair youth, Think us no churls, nor measure our good minds Well encounter'd! 'Tis almost night, you shall have better cheer Ere you depart, and thanks to stay and eat it. Guid. Were you a woinan, youth, I should woe hard, but be your groom in honesty; Arv. I'll make't my comfort, He is a man: I'll love him as my brother: After long abfence, fuch is yours. Moft welcome! Imo. (18) 'Mongst friends, If brothers ;-'Would it had been so, that they To thee, Pofthumus. Bel. He wrings at some distress. Guid. 'Would I could free't! Arv. Or I, whate'er it be, What pain it cost, what danger, Gods! Bel. Hark, boys. Imo. Great men, [Whispering. That had a court no bigger than this cave, (18) Imo. 'Mongft Friends? If Brothers, 'would it had been fo, that they Had been my Father's Sons.] I cannot think this the Poet's Pointing, and therefore have ventur'd to reform it. Arviragus had faid, he would love Imogen as a Brother, gives her a Welcome as fuch, and tells her, fhe is fall'n among Friends.Among Friends indeed, replies he very naturally, if I am to ftand in the Rank of a Brother. Then ftriking into a private Reflection on having loft her own Brothers, the wishes, thefe Two kind Youths were but her Father's Sons. VOL. VII. M Which Which their own confcience feal'd them; (19) laying by Could not out-peer these twain.-Pardon me, Gods! Bel. It fhall be fo : Boys, we'll go drefs our Hunt. Fair youth, come in ; So far as thou wilt speak. Guid. I pray, draw near. Arv. The night to th' owl, and morn to th' lark, lefs welcome! Imo. Thanks, Sir. Arv. I pray, draw near. I Sen. SCENE changes to Rome. Enter two Roman Senators, and Tribunes. TH [Exeunt. HIS is the tenor of the Emperor's Writ; That fince the common men are now in action 'Gainst the Pannonians and Dalmatians, And that the legions now in Gallia are (19) -laying by That Nothing-Gift of differing Multitudes, The only Idea, that differing can here convey, is, variable, changing Multitudes; but then what is the Nothing-Gift which they are fuppos'd to bestow? The Poet muft mean, that Court, that obfequious Adoration, which the shifting Vulgar pay to the Great, is a Tribute of no Price or Value. I am perfuaded therefore, our Poet coin'd this Participle from the French Verb, and wrote That Nothing-Gift of defering Multitudes, i. e. obfequious, paying Deference. Deferer, Ceder par Ref pect a quelcun, obeir, condescendere, &c. Deferent, civil, Špectueux, &c. RICHELET. Full Full weak to undertake our war against 2 Sen. Ay. Tri. Remaining now in Gallia ? I Sen. With thofe legions Which I have fpoke of, whereunto your Levy Of their dispatch. Tri. We will discharge our duty. [Exeunt. I ACT IV. SCENE, the Foreft in Wales. Enter Cloten alone. Am near to th' place where they fhould meet, if Pifanic have mapp'd it truly. How fit his garments ferve me! why should his miftrefs, who was made by him that made the tailor, not be fit too? the rather, (faving reverence of the word,) becaufe, 'tis faid, a woman's (20) And to you, the Tribunes For this immediate Levy, be commands His abfolute Commiffion.] Commands bis Commiffion is fuch a Phrase as Shakespeare would hardly have us'd. have, by Mr. Warburton's Advice, ventured to substi.. tute; be commends His abfolute Commission. i. e. he recommends the Care of making this Levy to you; and gives you an abfolute Commiffion for fo doing. M 2 fitnefs fitness comes by fits. Therein I must play the workman; I dare fpeak it to myfelf, (for it is not vain-glory for a man and his glafs to confer in his own chamber ;) I mean, the lines of my body are as well drawn as his; no lefs young, more ftrong, not beneath him in fortunes, beyond him in the advantage of the time, above him in birth, alike converfant in general fervices and more remarkable in fingle oppofitions; yet this imperfeverant thing loves him in my defpight. What mortality is! Pofthumus, thy head, which is now growing upon thy. fhoulders, fhall within this hour be off, thy miftress enforc', thy garments cut to pieces before thy face; and all this done, fpurn her home to her father, who may, haply, be a little angry for my fo rough ufage; but my mother, having power of his teftinefs, fhall turn all into my commendations. My horse is ty'd up fafe: out, fword, and to a fore purpofe! fortune put them into my hand; this is the very description of their meeting place, and the fellow dares not deceive me. [Exit. SCENE changes to the Front of the Cave. Enter Belarius, Guiderius, Arviragus, and Imogen, from the Cave. Bel. OU are not well: remain here in the cave; •You Arv. Brother, stay here: Are we not brothers? Imo. So man and man should be; But clay and clay differs in dignity, Whofe duft is both alike. I'm very fick. [To Imogen. Guid. Go you to hunting, I'll abide with him. But not fo citizen a wanton, as To feem to die, ere fick: so please you, leave me; I'll rob none but myself; and let me die, Guid. I love thee: I have spoke it; How much the quantity, the weight as much, Bel. What? how? how? Arv. If it be fin to fay fo, Sir, I yoke me Bel. O noble frain ! O worthiness of nature, breed of greatness! Cowards father cowards, and bafe things fire the base: Doth miracle itfelf, lov'd before me! 'Tis the ninth hour o'th' morn. Arv. Brother, farewel. Imo. I wish ye fport. Arv. You health fo please you, Sir. Imo. These are kind creatures. Gods, what lies I've heard! Our courtiers fay, all's favage, but at court: I am fick ftill, heart-fick I'll now tafte of thy drug. Guid. I could not ftir him; -Pifanio, [Drinks out of the phial. He faid, he was gentle, but unfortunate; Dishonestly afflicted, but yet honest. Arv. Thus did he anfwer me; yet faid, hereafter I might know more. Bel. To th' field, to th' field: We'll leave you for this time; go in and rest. Arv. We'll not be long away. Bel. Pray, be not fick, For you must be our housewife. M 3 Ims. |