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So fair, and fasten'd to an empery,'
Would make the great'st king double ! to be partner'd
With tomboys,2 hir'd with that self-exhibition 3
Which your own coffers yield ! with diseas'd ventures,
That play with all infirmities for gold
Which rottenness can lend nature ! such boil'd stuff,
As well might poison poison ! Be reveng'd;
Or she, that bore you, was no queen, and you
Recoil from your great stock.
Imo.

Reveng'd!
How should I be reveng'd ? If this be true,
(As I have such a heart, that both mine ears
Must not in haste abuse,) if it be true,
How should I be reveng'd ?
Iach.

Should he make me
Live like Diana's priest, betwixt cold sheets ;
Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps,
In your despite, upon your purse ? Revenge it.
I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure ;
More noble than that runagate to your bed;
And will continue fast to your affection,
Still close, as sure.
Imo.

What ho, Pisanio!
Iach. Let me my service tender on your lips.

Imo. Away !—I do condemn mine ears, that have
So long attended thee.--If thou wert honourable,
Thou would'st have told this tale for virtue, not
For such an end thou seek'st; as base, as strange.
Thou wrong'st a gentleman, who is as far
From thy report, as thou from honour; and
Solicit'st here a lady, that disdain's

! Sovereign command.

2 Wantons.

3 Allowance, pension.

Thee and the devil alike. What ho, Pisanio !
The king my father shall be made acquainted
Of thy assault : if he shall think it fit,
A saucy stranger, in his court, to mart
As in a Romish stew, and to expound
His beastly mind to us ; he hath a court
He little cares for, and a daughter whom
He not respects at all.—What ho, Pisanio!

Iach. O happy Leonatus ! I may say ;
The credit, that thy lady hath of thee,
Deserves thy trust; and thy most perfect goodness
Her assur'd credit !--Blessed live you long !
A lady to the worthiest sir, that ever
Country call d his ! and you his mistress, only
For the most worthiest fit! Give me your pardon.
Į have spoke this, to know if your affiance
Were deeply rooted ; and shall make your lord,
That which he is, new o'er : And he is one
The truest manner'd ; such a holy witch,
That he enchants societies unto him :
Half all men's hearts are his.
Imo.

You make amends. Iach. He sits 'mongst men, like a descended god : He hath a kind of honour sets him off, More than a mortal seeming. Be not angry, Most mighty princess, that I have adventur'd To try your taking of a false report; which hath Honour'd with confirmation your great judgment In the election of a sir so rare, Which you know, cannot err : The love I bear him Made me to fan* you thus ; but the gods made you,

4 To fan, is to winnow,

Unlike all others, chaffless. Pray, your pardon.

Imo. All's well, sir : Take my power i'the court

for yours.

Iach. My humble thanks. I had almost forgot To entreat your grace but in a small request, And yet of moment too, for it concerns Your lord ; myself, and other noble friends, Are partners in the business, Imo.

Pray, what is't? Iach. Some dozen Romans of us, and your lord, (The best feather of our wing) have mingled sums, To buy a present for the emperor ; Which I, the factor for the rest, bave done In France : 'Tis plate, of rare device; and jewels, Of rich and exquisite form; their values great ; And I am something curious, being strange, To have them in safe stowage; May it please you "To take them in protection ? Imo.

Willingly;
And

pawn mine honour for their safety: since
My lord hath interest in them, I will keep them
In my bed-chamber.
Iach.

They are in a trunk,
Attended by my men : I will make bold
To send them to you, only for this night;
I must aboard to-morrow.
Imo.

O, no, no.
Iach. Yes, I beseech; or I shall short my word,
By length'ning my return. From Gallia
I cross’d the seas on purpose, and on promise
To see your grace.

5 A stranger.

Imo.

I thank you for your pains ;
But not away to-morrow?
Iach.

O, I must, madam :
Therefore, I shall beseech you, if you please
To greet your lord with writing, do't to-night:
I have outstood my time; which is material
To the tender of our present.
Imo.

I will write.
Send

your trunk to me; it shall safe be kept, And truly yielded you : You are very welcome.

[Ereunt.

ACT II.

SCENE I. Court before Cymbeline's Palace.

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Enter Cloten, and Two Lords. Çlo. Was there ever man had such luck! when I kissed the jack upon an up-cast, to be hit away! I had a hundred pound on't: And then a whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing; as if I borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure. i Lord. What got he by that? You have broke his

your

bowl. 2 Lord. If his wit had been like him that broke it, it would have ran all out.

[Aside, Clo. When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths : Ha?

2 Lord. No, my lord; nor [Aside.] crop the ears of them. He is describing his fate at bowls, the jack is the small bowi

at which the others are aimed.

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Clo. Whoreson dog ! I give him satisfaction ? 'Would, he had been one of my rank !

2 Lord. To have smelt like a fool. [ Aside. Clo. I am not more vexed at any thing in the earth,

on't! I had rather not be so noble as I am ; they dare not fight with me, because of the queen my mother : every jack-slave hath his belly full of fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock that nobody can match.

2 Lord. You are a cock and capon too; and you crow, cock, with your comb on.

[Aside. Clo. Sayest thou ?

i Lord. It is not fit, your lordship should undertake every companion that you give offence to.

Clo. No, I know that: but it is fit, I should commit offence to my inferiors.

2 Lord. Ay, it is fit for your lordship only. Clo. Why, so I say.

1 Lord. Did you hear of a stranger, that's come to court to-night?

Clo. A stranger ! and I know not on't !

2 Lord. He's a strange fellow himself, and knows it not.

[Aside. i Lord. There's an Italian come; and, 'tis thought, one of Leonatus' friends.

Clo. Leonatus ! a banished rascal; and he's another, whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger ?

1 Lord. One of your Lordship's pages.

Clo. Is it fit, I went to look upon him? Is there no derogation in't?

7 Fellow.

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