If, after this command, thou fraught the court
With thy unworthinefs, thou dieft: Away!
Thou art poison to my blood.

POST. The gods protect you!

And bless the good remainders of the court!

I am gone.

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

Crм. O difloyal thing,

That should'st repair my youth; thou heapest
A year's age on me!

IMO. I beseech you, fir,

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

Crм. Paft grace? obedience?

[Exit.

IMO. Paft hope, and in despair; that way, past grace. Crм. That mightst have had the fole fon of my queen! IMO. O blefs'd, that I might not! I chose an eagle, And did avoid a puttock.

[throne Crм. Thou took'ft a beggar; would'ft have made my

A feat for baseness.

IMO. No; I rather added

A luftre to it.

Crм. O thou vile one!

IMO. Sir,

It is

your fault that I have lov'd Pofthumus: You bred him as my play-fellow; and he is

A man, worth any woman; overbuys me

Crм. What !art thou mad?

IMO. Almoft, fir: Heaven reftore me!_Would I were A neatherd's daughter! and my Leonatus

Our neighbour shepherd's fon!

Re-enter QUEEN.

Crм. Thou foolish thing!

They were again together: you have done [To the QUEEN. Not after our command. Away with her,

And pen her up.

QUEEN. 'Beseech your patience :—Peace,

Dear lady daughter, peace ;-Sweet fovereign,

Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself fome comfort Out of your beft advice.

Crм. Nay, let her languish

A drop of blood a day; and, being aged,

Die of this folly !

Enter PISAN10.

QUEEN. Fie !-you must give way:

[Exit.

Here is fervant.-How now, fir? What news?

your

Pis. My lord your fon drew on my master.

QUEEN. Ha!

No harm, I trust, is done?

PIs. There might have been,

But that my mafter rather play'd than fought,

And had no help of anger: they were parted
By gentlemen at hand.

QUEEN. I am very glad on't.

IMO. Your fon's my father's friend; he takes his part.—

To draw upon an exile!-O brave fir!___

I would they were in Africk both together;

Myself by with a needle, that I might prick
The back.-Why came you from

your mafter?

goer
PIS. On his command: He would not fuffer me
To bring him to the haven: left these notes
Of what commands I fhould be subject to,
When it pleas'd you to employ me.

D d iij

QUEEN. This hath been

Your faithful fervant: I dare lay mine honour,
He will remain fo.

Prs. I humbly thank your highness.
QUEEN. Pray, walk a while.

IMO. About fome half hour hence,

I pray you, speak with me: you shall, at least,
Go fee my lord aboard: for this time, leave me. [Exeunt,

SCENE III. A publick Place.

Enter CLOTEN and two LORDS.

I LORD. Sir, I would advise you to fhift a fhirt; the violence of action hath made you reek as a facrifice: Where air comes out, air comes in: there's none abroad fo wholesome as that you vent.

CLO. If my fhirt were bloody, then to shift it-Have I hurt him?

2 LORD. No, faith; not fo much as his patience. [Afide. I LORD. Hurt him? his body's a paffable carcafs, if he be not hurt it is a thoroughfare for fteel, if it be not hurt, 2 LORD. His fteel was in debt; it went the backfide the town.

CLO. The villain would not ftand me.

[Afide,

2 LORD. No; but he fled forward ftill, toward your

face.

[Afide. I LORD. Stand you! You have land enough of your own but he added to your having; gave you fome ground.

2 LORD. As many inches as you have oceans: Puppies!

CLO. I would, they had not come between us.

[Afide.

2 LORD. So would I, till you had measured how long

a

fool

you were upon the ground.

[Afide.

CLO. And that she should love this fellow, and refuse me!

2 LORD. If it be a fin to make a true election, fhe is damn'd. [Afide.

I LORD. Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain go not together: She's a good fign, but I have feen fmall reflection of her wit.

2 LORD. She shines not upon fools, left the reflection fhould hurt her. [Afide. CLO. Come, I'll to my chamber: 'Would there had been fome hurt done!

2 LORD. I wish not fo; unlefs it had been the fall of

an afs, which is no great hurt.

[Afide.

CLO. You'll go with us?

1 LORD. I'll attend your lordship.

CLO. Nay, come, let's go together.

2 LORD. Well, my lord.

[Exeunt.

SCENE IV. A Room in CrMBELINE's Palace.

Enter IMOGEN and PISANIO.

IMO. I would thou grew'ft unto the fhores o' the haven,

And question'dft every fail: if he should write,

And I not have it, 'twere a paper loft

As offer'd mercy is. What was the last

That he fpake to thee?

PIS. 'Twas, His queen, his queen!

IMO. Then wav'd his handkerchief?

PIs. And kifs'd it, madam.

IMO. Senfelefs linen! happier therein than I!

And that was all?

PIS. No, madam; for fo long

As he could make me with this eye or car
Diftinguish him from others, he did keep

D d iiij

The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerchief,
Still waving, as the fits and ftirs of his mind
Could beft express how flow his foul fail'd on,
How swift his ship.

IMO. Thou fhould'st have made him

As little as a crow, or less, ere left

To after-eye him.

PIS. Madam, fo I did.

[them, but

IMO. I would have broke mine eye-ftrings; crack'd

To look upon him; till the diminution

Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle:
Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from

The smallness of a gnat to air; and then

Have turn'd mine eye, and wept.-But, good Pifanio, When fhall we hear from him?

PIs. Be aflur'd, madam,

With his next 'vantage.

IMO. I did not take my leave of him, but had Moft pretty things to fay: ere I could tell him, How I would think on him, at certain hours, Such thoughts, and fuch; or I could make him swear The shes of Italy fhould not betray

Mine interest, and his honour; or have charg'd him, At the fixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight,

To encounter me with orisons, for then

I am in heaven for him; or ere I could

Give him that parting kiss, which I had fet
Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father,
And, like the tyrannous breathing of the north,
Shakes all our buds from growing.

Enter a LADY.

LADY. The queen, madam,

Defires your highness' company.