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Should answer solemn accidents. The matter?
Look, here he comes,
Re-enter ARVIRAGUS, with IMOGEN, as dead,
bearing her in his arms. Aru.
The bird is dead
O sweetest, fairest lily!
O melancholy !
Stark, as you see :
193. toys, (for) trifles.
able sea, where no soundings 205. crare, skiff ; Sympson's avail to guide to harbour. emendation for Ff care. The image ambiguously suggested in 211. Not as death's dart, being V. 204 is made explicit in 205, laugh'd at, not as if death's 206 : Melancholy is a sluggish dart had struck him, since he bark afloat upon an unfathom- laughed.
Reposing on a cushion.
O' the floor; His arms thus leagued : I thought he slept, and put My clouted brogues from off my feet, whose rudeness Answer'd my steps too loud. Gui.
Why, he but sleeps :
With fairest flowers
Prithee, have done;
To the grave !
Say, where shall's lay him ?
214. clouted brogues, rough shoes patched with leather (possibly, wooden shoes with hobnails).
222. harebell, wild hyacinth.
223. whom not to slander; who, without slandering it.
224. ruddock, robin.
229. winter-ground, lay in an artificial 'ground' for protection through the winter (a gardening term).
233. shall's, shall we ; probably formed on the analogy of let us,' etc.
Gui. By good Euriphile, our mother.
We'll speak it, then. Bel. Great griefs, I see, medicine the less; for
Cloten Is quite forgot. He was a queen's son, boy's; And though he came our enemy, remember He was paid for that: though mean and mighty,
Pray you, fetch him hither.
fetch him, We'll say our song the whilst. Brother, begin.
(Exit Belarius. Gui. Nay, Cadwal, we must lay his head to the
east; My father hath a reason for 't. Arv.
'Tis true. Gui. Come on then, and remove him. Arv.
Nor the furious winter's rages;
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages :
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
All follow this, and come to dust.
Consign to thee, and come to dust.
And renowned be thy grave!
Re-enter BELARIUS, with the body of CLOTEN. Gui. We have done our obsequies : come, lay
262. Golden, glancing in the the same terms with thee. brilliance of youth.
276. No exorciser harm thee, 271. thunder-stone, 'thunder- i.e. by raising thy spirit. To bolt,' popularly connected with raise (not'lay) spirits was the meteoric stones.
regular Elizabethan use of exor275. Consign to thee, make cise and its derivatives.
Bel. Here's a few flowers; but 'bout midnight,
The herbs that have on them cold dew o' the night
Exeunt Belarius, Guiderius, and Arviragus.
y?I thank you.—By yond bush ?—Pray, how far
thither? 'Ods pittikins ! can it be six mile yet ? I have gone all night. 'Faith, I'll lie down and
sleep. But, soft! no bedfellow !-O gods and goddesses !
[Seeing the body of Cloten.
285. Upon their faces, i.e. been perilously near the grotstrew the flowers. Strictly, this esque. That Shakespeare did can only apply to Imogen ; but not forget' Cloten's state is the ceremony would be spon- shown by the immediate sequel. taneously adapted to the case of the headless man, while so to 293. 'Ods pittikins ! 'God's adapt the formula would have pity.