And am so near the lack of charity— To accuse myself—I hate you; which I had rather You felt than make 't my boast. For Clo. A hilding for a livery, a squire's cloth, A pantler, not so eminent. Imo. Profane fellow ! Wert thou the son of Jupiter and no more Clo. The south-fog rot him! Imo. He never can meet more mischance than come 121. in meaner parties, in the case of lowlier persons. 124. self-figured, formed by themselves, at their own choice. 125. enlargement, liberty. 126. The consequence o' the crown, the considerations implied in royalty. 127. note, fame, honour. 128. hilding, mean fellow, 120 130 128. a squire's cloth is in apposition to livery. 129. pantler, keeper of the pantry. 136. The south-fog rot him; the moist south and south-west winds were held to be fruitful of disease. To be blistered with the south-west is one of Caliban's threats. To be but named of thee. His meanest garment, That ever hath but clipp'd his body, is dearer Enter PISANIO. Clo. His garment!' Now the devil Imo. To Dorothy my woman hie thee pre sently Clo. His garment !' Imo. I am sprited with a fool, Frighted, and anger'd worse: go bid my woman Hath left mine arm it was thy master's: 'shrew me, If I would lose it for a revenue Of any king's in Europe. I do think Pis. "Twill not be lost. Imo. I hope so: go and search. Clo. 'His meanest garment!' Imo. If [Exit Pisanio. You have abused me: Ay, I said so, sir: you will make 't an action, call witness to 't. Your mother too : She's my good lady, and will conceive, I hope, Clo. 'His meanest garment!' Well. 140 150 [Exit. 144. sprited, haunted. SCENE IV. Rome. Philario's house. Enter POSTHUMUS and PHILARIO. Post. Fear it not, sir: I would I were so sure To win the king as I am bold her honour Will remain hers. Phi. What means do you make to him? Post. Not any, but abide the change of time, Quake in the present winter's state and wish That warmer days would come: in these fear'd hopes, I barely gratify your love; they failing, I must die much your debtor. Phi. Your very goodness and your company Post. I do believe, Statist though I am none, nor like to be, In our not-fearing Britain than have tidings 3. What means, what steps are you taking to win him. 6. fear'd hopes, hopes fraught with fears. 15. Is yet fresh in their grief, ΙΟ 20 i.e. is kept green by their grief for the losses the Romans had inflicted. 16. Statist, statesman. To their approvers they are people such Phi. Enter IACHIMO. See! Iachimo! Post. The swiftest harts have posted you by land; And winds of all the corners kiss'd your sails, To make your vessel nimble. Phi. Welcome, sir. Post. I hope the briefness of your answer made The speediness of your return. Iach. Your lady Is one of the fairest that I have look'd upon. Post. And therewithal the best; or let her beauty Look through a casement to allure false hearts And be false with them. Iach. Here are letters for you. Post. Their tenour good, I trust. Iach. 'Tis very like. Phi. Was Caius Lucius in the Britain court When you were there? Iach. But not approach'd. Post. He was expected then, All is well yet. 30 Sparkles this stone as it was wont? or is 't not Iach. If I had lost it, I should have lost the worth of it in gold. 25. their approvers, those who put them to the test. 30. your answer, the answer you received. 37, 38. Ff give this speech to 40 Posthumus. But Posthumus is just occupied with Imogen's letter, which he finishes at v. 39 with All is well yet.' Capell therefore transferred the speech to Philario. Was mine in Britain, for the ring is won. Your lady being so easy. Post. Not a whit, Make not, sir, Your loss your sport: I hope you know that we Iach. Good sir, we must, If you keep covenant. Had I not brought By both your wills. Post. Sir, my circumstances, Iach. Post. Iach. Proceed. First, her bedchamber, Where, I confess, I slept not, but profess 50 60 70 61. circumstances, detailed 71. Cydnus, a river in Asia |