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To inherit such a haven: But first of all,
One score, 'twixt sun and sun, Madam, 's enough for you; and too much too.
Imo. Why, one that rode to his execution, man, Could never go so slow: I have heard of riding
wagers, Where horses have been nimbler than the sands That run i'the clocks behalf-But this is foolery: Go, bid my woman feign a sickness; say She'll home to her father: and provide
me, presently A riding suit; no costlier than would fit A franklin's* housewife. Pisa.
Madam, you're best consider. Imo. I see before me, man, nor here, nor here, Nor what ensues; but have a fog in them, That I cannot look through. Away, I pr’ythee; Do as I bid thee: There's no more to say; Accessible is none but Milford way. [Exeunt. SCENE. Wales. A mountainous Country, with a
Cave. Enter Belarius, GUIDERIUS, and ArviRAGUS. Bel. A goodly day not to keep ouse, with such Whose roof's as low as ours! Stoop, boys: This gate Instructs you how to adure the heavens; and bows
you To morning's holy office: the gates of monarchs Are arch'd so high, that giants may jets through And keep their impious turbands on, without Good morrow to the sun,--Hail, thou fair heaven: We house i' the rock, yet use thee not so hardly As prouder livers do.
• A freeholder # Strut, walk proudly.
Hail, heaven! Aru.
Hail, heaven! Bel. Now, for our mountain sport: Up to yon hill, Your legs are young; I'll tread these flats. Consider, When
above perceive me like a crow, That it is place which lessens, and sets off. And you may then revolve what tales I have told
you, Of courts, of princes, of the tricks in war: This service is not servile, so being done, But being so allow'd: To apprehend thus, Draws us a profit from all things we see: And often, to our comfort, shall we find The sharded* beetle in a safer hold Than is the full-wing'd eagle. O, this life Is nobler, than attending for a check; Richer, than doing nothing for a babe; Prouder, than rustling in unpaid-for silk: Such gain the cap of him, that makes them fine, Yet keeps his book uncross’d: no life to ours.t Gui. "Out of your proof you speak: we, poor un
fledg'd, Have never wing'd from view o' the nest; nor know
your stiff age; but, unto us, it is
What should we speak of,
* Sraly-winged. t i. e. Compare.l. with ours. # To overpass his bounds.
And sing our bondage freely.
How you speak!
search; And hath as oft a slanderous epitaph, As record of fair act; nay, many times, Doth ill deserve by doing well; what's worse, Must courtsey at the censure:-0, boys, this story The world may read in me: My body's mark'd With Roman swords: and my report was once First with the best of note: Cymbeline lov'd me; And when a soldier was the theme, my name Was not far off: Then was I as a tree, Whose boughs did bend with fruit: but in one night, A storm, or robbery, call it what you will, Shook down' my mellow hangings, nay, my leares, And left me bare to weather. Gui.
Uncertain favour! Bel. My fault being nothing (as I have told you
oft,) But that two villains, whose false oaths prerail'd Before my perfect honour, swore to Cymbeline, I was confederate with the Romans; so, Followed my banishment; and, this twenty years, This rock, and these demesnes, have been my world: Where I have liv'd at honest freedom; paid More pious debts to heaven, than in all The fore-end of my time.-But, up to the mountains; This is not hunter's language:-He, that strikes The venison first, shall be the lord o' the feast; To him the other two shall minister; And we will fear no poison, which attends In place of greater state.
THE FORCE OF NATURE.
How hard it is to hide the sparks of nature!
These boys know little they are sons to the king;
No, 'tis slander; Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world: kings, queens, and states, Maids,, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
A WIFE'S INNOCENCY. False to his bed! What is it, to be false? To lie in watch there, and to think on him? To weep 'twixt clock and clock? if sleep charge nas
WOMAN IN MAN'S APPAREL.
Ready in gibés, quick-answerd, saucy, and
Enter Imogen, in Boy's Clothes.
• The sun.