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A lass unparallerd. Downy windows, close;
And golden Phcebos never be beheld
Of eyes again so royal I Your crown's awry;
111 mend it, and then play.

Enter the Guard, rushing in,

1 Qwvrd, Where is the queen ?
Char. Speak softly, wake her not.

1 Ouard. CflBsar hath sent—
Char, Too slow a messenger.

[Ap^its Oie asp,
O, come ; apace, desptch : I partly feel thee.

1 Quard. Approucli, ho ! Airs not well : CsBsar's

begnil d.

2 Quard There's Dolabella sent from Csesar:—

call him.

1 Quard What work is here?-Charmian, is

this well done?
Char. It is well done, and fitting for a
princess
Descended of so many royal kings.
Ah, soldier! [Dies,

Enter Dolabella.
D6L How goes it here?

2 Guard All dead.

DcL Caesar, thy thoughts

Touch their effects in this: Thyself art coming
To see performed the dreaded act which thou
8o sought*8t to hinder.

WiMn, A way there, a way for Osar!



DoL 0, sir, yon are too sure as angorer;
That yon did fear is done.

Cais. Bravest at the last:

She leveird at our purposes, and, being royal,
Took her own way.— The manner of their deaths
I do not see them bleed.

DoL Who was last with them >

1 Quard A simple countryman that brought
her figs.
This was his basket

Cais. Poison'd then.

1 Guard O Casar,

This Charmian liv'd but now ; she stood,and spake.
I found her trimming up the diadem
On her dead mistress ; trembiiugly she stood.
And on the sudden dropp'd.

Goes, noble weakness!—

Tf they had swallowed poison t would appear
By external swelling : but she looks like sleep,
As she would catch another Antony
In her strong toil of grace.

DoL Here, on her breast.

There is a vent of blood, and something blown :
The like is on her arm.

1 Qturd, This is an aspic's trail : and these fig
leaves
Hare slime upon them, such as the aspic leayes
Upon the caves of Nile.

Cces. Most probable,

That so she died ; for her physician tells me
She hath pursued conclusions infinite
Of easy ways to die.— Take up her bed ;
And bear her women from the monument : —
She shall be buried by her Antony:
No grave upon the earth shall clip in it
A pair so famous. High events as these
Strike those that make them ; and their story b
No less in pity than his glory, which
Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall,
In solemn show, attend this funeral ;
And then to Rome.— Come, Dolabella se
High order in this great solemnity. [i^xnoii



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A Roman Oaptaia.

Two BritUh Captaln&

PISAHIO, gantlamaa to Potthnarai.

C0En£IJU8, a phTilclaa.
Two 6«nUemen of OjrBboUao'a Oovl



QUEEN, wife to Cymbdlna.
mOOBN, davghUr to OymlMUne, \if i
QttMn.
HELEN, woman to Imogen.
Lorda, Ladlee, Boman Benatort. Tribanei, Aimarltlmu, a
Sootluayer. Mnridant, Oflcan, Oaptaiiif, Boldton. Ifea-
tengtrs, and other Attenrtante.

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ACT L



SCENE L— Britain, The Qarden hehmd
CTmbeline^B Palace*

Enter two (Gentlemen.

1 Gmd. Ton do not meet a man bat frowns : our

bloods
No more obey the heavens, than oar coartien
Still seem as does the king.

2 OenL Bat wbat*^ the matter?

1 QonJL His daaghter, and the heir of his king-

dom, whom
He pnrpos'd to his wife*8 sole son (a widow,
That late he married), hath referred herself
Unto a poor but worthy gentleman : She's wedded;
Her husband banished ; she imprisoned : all
Is outward sorrow : though, I think, the king
Be touch 'd at rery heart.

2 Qent, None but the king ?

1 GaU, He that hath lost her, too: so is the

queec,
That most desired the match : But not a courtier.
Although they wear their faces to the bent
Of the king's looks, hath a heart that is not
Glad at the thing they soowl at.

2 Oait. And why so?

1 OenL He that hath miss'd the princess is a

thing
Too bad for bad report : and he that hath her
(I mean, that married her, - alack, good man \ -
And therefore banish *d) is a creature such
kM to seek through the regions of the earth
Por one his like, there would be something failing
In him that should compare. I do not think
So fair an outward, and such staff within,
Endows a man bat he.

2 Qent. Too s^eak him far.

1 OenL I do extend him, sir, within himself;
Crash him together, rather than unfold

His measure duly.

2 GenL What's his name and birth ?

1 Oeni, I cannot delve him to the root : His
father
Was called Sicilius, who did join his honoar
Against the Romans, with Cassibelan ;
Bat had his titles by Tanantios, whom



He served with glory and admired saocess :

8o gain'd the sur-addition, Leonatus:

And had, besides this ^ntleman in question,

Two other sons, who, m the wars o' the time.

Died ¥rith their swords in hand ; for which, their

father
rrhen old and fond of issae) took such sorrow
That he (}uit being ; and his gentle lady,
Big of this gentleman, oar theme, deceased
As he was born. The king, he takes the babe
To his protection; calls him Post humus Leonatus;
Breeds nim, and makes him of hb bed-chamber :
Puts to him all the learnings that his time
Could make him the receiver of; which he took,
As we do air, fast as \was ministered,
And in*8 spring became a harvest; liT'd in

court
(Which rare it is to do), most praised, most lov*dI
A sample to the youngest ; to th' more mature
A glass that feated them ; and to the graver,
A child that guided dotards: to his mistress^
For whom he now is banished, — her own price
Proclaims how she esteemed him and his virtoe;
By her election may be truly read
What kind of man he is.

2 Oetit I honoar him

Even out of your renort But, *pray yoa, tell me.
Is she sole child to tne kmg?

1 Oent. His only child.

He had two sons (if this be worth your hearing,
Mark it), the eldest of them at three years old,
I' the swathing clothes the other, from their

nursery
Were stolen ; and to this hoar no guess in know-
ledge
Which way they went

2 Qent, How long is this ago ?

1 QmL Some twenty years.

2 QaU. That a king's children should be so

convey'dl
So slackly guarded ! and the search so slow,
That rould not trace them t

1 Otnt, Howsoever tis strange,

Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at,
Tet is it true, sir. f ^ \

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2 Gmt 1 do well beUeve you.

1 OenL We must forbear: Here oomes the
gentleman,
The queen, and nrincess. [EaceiML

SCENE ll.'-Theaame,
Enter the Queen, Pobtuumus, and Imooeh.

Queen. No, be assured, yoa shall not find me,
daughter,
Aiter the slander of most step-mothers,
Evil-ey*d unto you : you are my prboner, but
Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys
That lock up your restraint. For you, Posthumns,
So soon as I can wm the offended king,
1 will be known your advocate: marry, yet
The fire of rage is in him ; and ^were good.
You lean'd onto Iiis sentence, with what patience
Your wisdom may inform you.

Post, Please your highness,

I will from hence to-day.

Queen, You know the peril : —

111 fetch a turn about the garden, pitying
The pangs of barr'd affections ; though the king
Hath charged you should not speak together.

\jbait QuEEH.

Ima, O dissembling courtesy. Uow fine this
tyrant
Can tickle where aha wounds I— My dearest hut-
band,
I something fear my father's wrath : but nothing
(jilways reserv'd my holy duty), what
His rage can do on tne : You must be gone ;
And I shall here abide the hourly shot
Of angry eyes; not comforted to live,
But that there is this jewel in the world,
That I may see again.

Fbst, My queen! my mistress!

O, lady, weep no more; lest I give cause
To be suspected of more tenderness
Than doth become a man I I will remain
The lo^al*st husband that did e'er plight troth.
My residence in Rome, at one Philario's ;
Who to my &ther was a friend, to me
Known but by letter : thither vrrite, my queen.
And with mine eyes 111 drink the words you send,
Though ink be made of galL

B&entfir Quxbv.

Queen, Be brief, I pray you :

If the kmg oome, I shall incur I know not
Uow much of his displeasure: Yet I'll move him

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I stiU win of you : For my sake wear this;
It is a manacle of loye : 111 place it
Upon this fairest prisoner.

[Futimga bracelet on her arm.
Into, 0, the gods!

When shall we see again ?

Enter Cthbelihb and Lord<k

Post. Alack, the king I

Oynu Thou basest thmg, avoid! hence, fK>m my
sight!
If after this command thou firaught the court
With thy un worthiness, thou diest: Awi^I
Thou art poison to my blood.

Fioet. The gods protect yon I

And bless the good remainders of the court!
I am gone. [BxiL

Imo. There cannot be a pinch in death
More sharp than this is.

Cym. disloyal thing,

That shouldst repair my youth ; thou heapest
A year^ age on me!

imo. I beseech you, sir,

Harm not yourself with your vexation ; I
Am senseless of your wrath ; a touch more rare
Subdues all pangs, all fears.

Oym, Past ^ce? obedience V*

Imo. Past hope, and in despair; that way, past
grace.

Oym, That mightst have had the sole son of my
queen!

Imo. bless'd, that 1 might noti I ehoae an
eagle.
And did avoid a puttock.

Oym, Thou took'st a beggar; wouldst hare
made my throne
A seat for baseness.

Imo, No ; I rather added

A lustre to it.

Oym. O thou vile one I

Imo. Sir,

It is your fkult that I have 1ov*d Posthumns:
You bred him as my playfellow ; and he ia
A man worth any woman ; overbuys me
Almost the sum he pays.

Oym, What! art thou mad?

Imo, Almost, sir: Heaven restore me I — 'Would
I were
A neat-herd's daughter! and mv Leonatna
Our neighbour shepherd^ son!

i2»«iter QuEBV.

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iS». There might hare beeii«

Bat that mj master rather plaj^d than fought,
And had no help of anger : thej were parted
Bj gentlemen at hand.

Queeiu I am very gUd on*t.

mo. Your sonls my father *8 friend; he takes
his part,
To draw upon an exile 1—0 hrave sir '
I would the}[ were in Afric both together;
Myself by with a needle, that I might pricJi
The goer back. — Why came yoa from your
master?

Pi$. On his commsnd; He woold not suffer
me
To bring him to the haven : left these notes
Of what commands I should be subject to,
When *t pleas'd you to employ me.

Queen This hath been

Your faithful servant : I dare lay mine honour,
He will remain so.

Pia, I humbly thank your highness.

Queoi. Pray, walk a while.

Inuh About some half hour henoe,

I pray yon, speak with me : you shall at least,
Qo see my lord aboard : for this time, leave me*

[ExetmL

SCENE IIL— il ptiUto ploM.
Enter Clotem and Two Lords.

1 Lord, Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt;
the violence of action hath made you reek as a
sacrifice : Where air comes out, air comes in :
there*s none abroad so wholesome as that yoa
Tent

Clo, If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it.
Have I hurt him?

2 Lord, No, faith ; not so much as his patience.

[Andc

1 Lord Hurt him ? his body's a passable carcass
if he be not hurt : it is a thoroughfare for steel if it
be not hurt

2 Lord, His steel was in debt: it went o*the
back side the town. [Asidt.

Cla. The villain would not stand me.
2 Ijord. No; but he fled forward still, toward
your fuoe. [Atide,

1 Lord, Stand yon I yoa have land enough of
year own : but he added to yoor having ; gave
you some ground.

2 Lord, As many inches as yoa have oceans :
Poppies t [Aside,

CXo, I would thev had not come between us.

2 Lord, So would I till you had measored how
long a fool vou were apoo the ground. [Atide,

Clo, And that she shonld love this fioUow, and
reftiaeme!

2 Lord If it be a sin to make a trae election,
she Is damned. f Aside,

1 Lord Sir, as I told jon always, her beauty
and her brain go not together : She's a good sign,
bat I have seen small reflection of her wit

2 Lord. She shines not apon fools, lest the
reflection should hurt her. [Aside,

Clo. Come, 111 to my chamber: 'Woala there
had been some hart done !

2 Lord, I wish not so; unless it had been the
(all of an ass, which is no great hurt [Aside,

Olo, Youllgo with us?

1 Lord, 111 attend your lordship.
Olo, Nay, come, let's go together.

2 Lord. WeU my lor£ IXwemt



SCENE lY.^^ Boom tn Cymbeline's Ptilaoe.
Enter Imoobn and Pisahio.

Lno, I would thou grew'st anto the shores o
the haven,
And question'dst every sail : if he should write»
And I not have it, Hwero a paper lost.
As offer'd mercy is. What was the last
That he spake to thee?

Pit, It was, " His queen, his qaoen !

Into, Then wav'd his handkerchiet ?

Pit, And Idss'd it, madanw

Imo, Senseless linen I happier therein than 1 1
And that was all?

Pit. No, madam; for so long

As he conld make me with his eye or ear
Distinguish him from others, he did keep
The deck, with glove or hat or handkeronief
Still waving, as the fits and stirs of his mind
Could best express how slow his soul sail'd on,
How swift his ship.

Imo, Thou shouldst have made him

As little as a crow, or less, ere left
To after-eye him.

Pit. Madam, so I did.

Bno. I would have broke mine eye-strings;
crack'd them, but
To look upon him ; till the diminution
Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle:
Nay, folio w'd him, till he had melted from
The smallness of a gnat to air ; and then
Have turn'd mme eye, and wept— But, good

Pisanio,
When shall we hear from hun?

Pit, Be assor'd, madam.

With his next vantage.

Into, I did not take my leave of him, but had
Most pretty things to say : ere I could tell him
How I would think on him, at certain hours.
Such thoughts, and such ; or I could make him

swear
The shes of Italv should not betray
Mine interest and his honour ; or have oharg'd him.
At the sixth hour of mom, at noon, at miiiigbt.
To encounter me with orisons, for then
I am in heaven for him ; or ero I could
Give him that parting kiss, which I had set
Betwixt two charming words, comes in my &ther
And, like the tyrannous breatliing of the north,
Shakes all oar buds from growing.

Enter a Lady.

Latfy, The queen, madam.

Desires year highness* company.

Imo, Those things I bid yoa do, get them
despatched.—
I will attend the queen.

Pit, Madam, I shalL [ExemL

SCENE y.^&ome. An Apartment w Philario's
Houte,

Enter Philuuo, Iachimo, and a Frenohman.

lack. Believe it, sir : I have seen him in Britain :
he was then of a orescent note; expected to prove
so worthy as since he hath been allowed the nama
of: but I could then have looked on him without
the help of admiration ; thougfh the catalogue of
his endowments had been tabled by his side, and
I to peruse him by items.

Phi, You speak of him when he was less far-
Dished than now he is, with that which ^iakes him



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FrmA. I have seen bim in Fnmee: we had
very many there could behold the sun with as firm
eyes as he.

lack. This matter of marrying his king's
daughter (wherein he must be weighed rather
by her valoe than his own), words bim, i douot
not, a great deal from the matter.

French. And then his banishment —

lack. Ay, and the approbation of those that
weep this lamentable divorce, under her colours,
are wonderfully to extend him ; be it but to fortify
her judgment, which else an easy battery might
lay flat, for taking a beggar without less quality.
But how comes it he is to sojourn with yon ?
How creeps acquaintance ?

Phi, Uis father and I were soldiers together ;
to whom 1 have been often bound for no less than
my life: —

Enter Posthumus.

Here comes the Briton: Let him be so entertained
amoiip^ you, as suits, with gentlemen of your
knowing, to a stranger of his quality. — I beseech
you all, be better known to this gentleman, whom
1 commend to yon as a noble friend of mine:
How worthy he is I will leave to appear hereafter,
rather than story him in his own hearing.

French, Sir, we have known together in Orleans,

Post, Since when I have been debtor to you
for courtesies, which I will be ever to pay, and
yet nay still.

/>«mcA. Sir, yon oV-rate ray poor kindness: I
was glad 1 did atone my countryman and you ; it
had been pity you should have been put together
with so mortal a purpose as then each bore, upon
importance of so slight and trivial a nature.

Pott. By your pardon, sir, I was then a yotmg
traveller: rather shunned to go even with what I
heard, than in my every action to be guided by
others* experiences: but, upon my mended judg-
ment M I offend not to say U Is mended), my
quarrel was not altogether sl^Sht.

French. Taith, yes, to be put to the arbitrement
of swords ; and by such two that would, by all
likelihood, have confotmded one the other, or have
&Ilenboth.

lach. Can we, with manners, ask what was the
difference?

French, Safely, I think: *twas a contention in
public, which may, without contradiction, suffer
the report. It was much like an argument that
fell out last night, where each of us fell in praise
of our country mistresses : This gentleman at that
time vouching (and upon warrant of bloody affirma-
tion) his to be more £ur, virtuous, wise, chaste,
constant-qualified, and less attemptible, than any
the rarest of our ladies in France.

lach. That lady is not now living ; or this gentle-
man's opinion, by this, worn out.

PoaL She holds her virtue still, and I my
mind.

laeh. You most not so tax prefer her Yore ours
of Italy.

Post. Being so fiir provoked as I was in France,
I would abate her nothing; though I profess
myself her adorer, not her friend.

lach. As fair, and /is good (a kind of hand-in-hand
comparison), had been something too fitir, and too
good, for any lady in Britany. If sb** went before
others I have seen, as that diamond of yours outp
lustres manv I have beheld, I could not but believe
she exoeUed many : but I have not seen the most
Iirecioaa oiamond that is, nor you the lady.



Pott, I praised her •■ I sated her : so dot my

stone.

lach. What do you esteem it at ?

PotL More than the world enjoys.

lach. Either your unparagoned mistress b dead
or sue 8 outprized by a trifle.

Post. You are mistaken: the one may be sold,
or given, if there were wealth enough for the
purchase, or merit for the gift : the other is not a
thing for sale, and only the gift of the gods.

lach. Which the gods have given von ?
Post. Which, by tlieir graces, I will keep.

/cicA. You may wear her In title yours ; but you
know strange fowl light upon neighbouring ponds.
Your ring may be stolen too: so, your oraee of
unprizeable estimations, the one is but frail, and the
other casual ; a cunning thief, or a that-wa^-«ccom-
plished courtier, would hazard the winnmg both
of first and hut.

Post, Your Ital^ contains none so accomplished
a courtier to convince the honour of my mistress ;
if, in the holding or the loss of that, you term iier
frail. 1 do nothing doubt you have store of thieves;
notwithstanding T fear not my ring.

PH. Let us leave here, gentlemen.

Post. Sir, with all my heart This wortiiy
signior, I thank him, makes no stranger of me ; we
are familiar at first.

lach. With five times so much oonversation I
should get ground of your foir mistress : make her
go back, even to the yielding ; had I admittanee
and opportunity to friend.

Post. No, no.

lach. I dare, thereopon, pawn the moiety o£
my estate to your ring; which, in my opinion,
overvalues it something: But I make my wager
rather against your confidence than her reputation,
and, to bar yonr offence herein too, I durst attempt
it against any lady in the world.

Post. You are a great deal abused in too bold a
persuasion; and I doubt not you sustain what
yonVe worthy of by your attempt.

lach. What's that?

Post. A repulse : though your attempt, as yoo
call it, deserve more,— a punishment too.

PhL Gentlemen, enough of this: it came in too
suddenly ; let it die as it was bom, and, I pray yoo,
be better acquainted.

lach. *Would I had put my estate, and my
neighbour's, on the approbation of what I have
spoke.

Post. What lady would yon choose to aasail ?

lach. Yours; whom in constancy yon think
stands so safe. I will lay you ten thousand docats
to your rin^, that, commend me to the court where
your lad^ is, with no more advantage than the
opportunity of a second conference, and 1 will bring
from thence that honour of hers which yoo imagine
so reserved.

Post, I will wage against your gold, gold to it :
my ring I hold as dear as my finger; *tis pert
of it.

laeh. You are a friend, and therein the wiser.
If yoo buy ladies' flesh at a million a dram, yoo
cannot preserve it from tainting: But I see yoa
have some religion in you, that you fear.

Post. This is but a custom in your tongue; yoo
bear a graver purpose, 1 hope.

lach. 1 am the master of my speeehes; and
would undergo what's spoken, I swear.

Post. Will you?— I shall but lend my diamond
till your return : - Let there be covenants drawn
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hngeiiMiof yoar tmwortbjr thinking : I dare 70a
to tbif match : here's my ring.

PkL I will have it no laj.

Jttch, By the gods it is one:- If I bring yon no
safficient testimony that I have enjoyed the dearest
bodily part of your mistress, my ten thousand
dacatfl are yoors; so is yonr diamond too. If I
come off, and leave her in such hononr as yon
have trust in, she your jewel, this your jewel,
and my gold are yours : — provided I have your
commendation for mv more free entertainment

J\)9t, 1 embrace these conditions ; let as have
articles betMrixt as: — only, thos far yoa shall
answer. If you make your voyage upon her, and

fve me directly to understand you have prevailed,
am no further vonr enemy : she is not worth
our debate. If she remun unsednced (yoa not
making it appear otherwise), for your ill opinion,
and the assault yon have made to her clutttity,
you shall answer me with your sword.

lack. Your hand ; a covenant : We will have
these things set down by lawful counsel, and
straight away for Britain ; lest the bargain should
eatoh cold, and starve. I will fetch my gold, and
have our two wagers recorded.

FlotU Agreed. [Exeunt Pc0T. €md lixm,

F^enek. Will this hold, think you?

Pku Siguier lachimo will not from it. Pray,
et OS follow 'em.



SCENE YL— Britain. A Sam m Cymbeline'^
Faiace.

3Uer Queen, Ladies, and Coritelxub.

QueoL Whiles yet the dew's on ground, gather
those flowers;
Make haste: Who has the note of them?

1 Latfy. I, madam.

Queen, Despatch. [Exeunt Ladies.

Now, master doctor, haveyou brought those drug3?

Cor, Pleaseth your Ugliness, ay : 4iere tliey are,
madam : [Pretentmg a tmaU box.

But I beseech your grace (without offence —
My conscience bids me ask), wherefore you have
Commanded of roe these most poisonous compounds.
Which are the movers of a languishing death;
But, though slow, deadly?

Qtaeen* I wonder, doctor.

Thou ask'bt me such a question : Have I not been
Thy pupil long? Hast thou not leam'd me how
To make perfumes? distil? preserve? yea, so,
That our great king himself doth woo me oft
For my confections? Having thus far proceeded
JiJnless thou think'st me devuish), is't not meet
That I did amplify my judgment in
Other conclusions ? I will try the forces
Of these thy compounds on such creatures as
We count not worth the hanging (but nonehaman).



To try the vigour of them, and apply
AlUmnents to their act ; and by them
Their sevenl vhrtoea and effects.



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Cor. Tour highness

Shall from this practice but make hard your heart :
Besides, the seeing these eflects will be
Both noisooie and infectious.

Queen, O, content thee*

Enter Psbamio.

Here comes a flattering rascal ; upon him [Aside,
Will I first work ; he*s for his master.
And enemy to my son.— How now, Fisanio ?
Doctor, your service for this time is ended ;
TUe yoor own wmj.



Cor, I do suspect you, madam j

But yoa shall do no harm. ^lAeuk,

Chieen. Hark thee, a word.^ [ To Pis.

Cor, [Aeide,] I do not like' her. She doth think
she has
Strange lingering poisons : I do know her spirit,
And will not trust one of her malice with
A drug of such damned nature : Those she has
Will stupify and dull the sense awhile:
Which first, perchance, shell prove on cats and

dogs;
Then afterward up higher ; but there Is
No danger in what show of death it makes.
More than the locking up the spirits for a time.
To be more fresh, reviving. She U fooPd
With a most false effect ; and I the truer



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