Leave us t' our felves, and make your self some comfort beft advice. Out of your Cym. Nay, let her languifh A drop of blood a-day; and, being aged, Die of this folly. Enter Pifanio. Queen. Fie, you must give way: [Exit. Here is your fervant. How now, Sir? what news? Pif. My lord your fon drew on my master. No harm, I truft, is done? Pif. There might have been, But that my mafter rather play'd, than fought, Queen. I'm very glad on't. Imo. Your fon's my father's friend, he takes his part. To draw upon an exile: O brave Sir! I would they were in Africk both together, My felf by with a needle, that I might prick The goer-back. Why came you from your mafter? Pif. On his command; he would not fuffer me To bring him to the haven: left these notes Of what commands I should be subject to, Queen. This hath been Your faithful fervant: I dare lay mine honour, Pif. I humbly thank your Highness.. Queen. Pray, walk a while. Imo. About fome half hour hence, pray you, speak with me ; You fhall, at least, go fee my Lord aboard. For this time leave me. Enter Cloten, and two Lords, [Exeunt 1 Lord. Sir, I would advise you to shift 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 wholfome as That you vent. Clat. Clot. If my fhirt were bloody, then to shift itHave I hurt him? 2 Lord. No, faith: Not fo much as his patience. [Afide 1 Lord. Hurt him? his body's a paffable carkafs, if he be not hurt. It is a thorough-fare for fteel, if it be not hurt. 2 Lord. His fteel was in debt, it went o'th' backfide the town.. [Afide Clot. The villain would not stand me. 2 Lord. No, but he fled forward ftill, toward your face. [Afide. 1 Lord, Stand you? you have land enough of your own; but he added to your Having, gave you fome round. 2 Lord. As many inches as you have oceans, puppies! [Afide: Clot. I would, they had not come between us. 2 Lord. So would I, 'till you had measur'd how long a fool you were upon the ground. [Afide. Clot. And that the fhould love this fellow, and refufe me! 2 Lord. If it be a fin to make a true election, fhe's damn'd. [Afide.. 1 Lord. Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain go not together. She's a good Sign, but I have seen small reflection of her wit. 2 Lord. She fhines not upon fools, left the reflection fhould hurt her. [Afide.. Clot. Come, I'll to my chamber: would, there had been fome hurt done! 2 Lord. I wish not fo; unless it had been the fall of an afs, which is no great hurt. Clot. You'll go with us? 1. Lord. I'll attend your Lordship. Clot. Nay, come, let's go together, 2 Lord. Well, my Lord:. [Afide. [Exeunt. SCENE SCENE, Imogen's Apartments. Enter Imogen, and Pifanio. Would, thou grew'ft unto the fhores o' th' ha ven, And question'd'ft every fail: if he should write, Pif. 'Twas, "His Queen, his Queen! Imo. Senfelefs linen, happier therein than I! Pif. No, Madam; (3) for fo long As he could make me with this eye, or ear, Could beft express how flow his foul fail'd on, Imo. Thou fhould'st have made him As little as a crow, or leís, ere left To after-eye him. Pij. Madam, fo I did. Imo. I would have broke mine eye-ftrings; crackt 'em, but To look upon him; 'till the dimunition (3) for fo long As be could make me with his Eye or Ear Diftinguifh bim from others,] But how could Pofibumus make himself diftinguish'd by his Ear to Pifanio? By his Tongue he might, to the other's Ear: and this was certainly Shakespeare's Intention. We must therefore read, as Mr. Warburton hinted to me; As he could make me with this Eye, or Ear, The Expreffion is delitos, as the Greeks term it. The Party Of Offpace had pointed him fharp as my needle ; fanio, When shall we hear from him? Pif. Be affur'd, Madam, With his next vantage. -But, good Pi Imo. I did not take my leave of him, but had Mine intereft, and his honour; or have charg'd him, I am in heaven for him ;) or ere I could Enter a Lady. Lady. The Queen, Madam, Defires your Highness' company. Imo. Thofe things I bid you do, get them dispatch'd. I will attend the Queen. Pif. Madam, I fhall. SCENE changes to Rome. [Exeunt. Enter Philario, Iachimo, and a French man. Jach. Believe he was then of a crefcent Note; expected to prove fo worthy, as fince he has been allowed the name of. But I could then have look'd on him, without the help of admiration; though the catalogue of his endowments had been tabled by his fide, and I to perufe him by Items. Phil. You fpeak of him when he was lefs furnish'd, than now he is, with That which makes him both without and within. French. I have feen him in France; we had very many there, could behold the fun with as firm eyes as he. Iach. This matter of marrying his King's Daughter, (wherein he must be weigh'd rather by her value, than his own) words him, I doubt not, a great deal from the matter. French. And then his banishment Iach. Ay, and the approbation of those, that weep this lamentable divorce under her colours, are wonderfully to extend him; be it but to fortifie her Judg ment, which elfe an eafie battery might lay flat, for taking a beggar without more quality. But how comes it, he is to fojourn with you? how creeps acquain tance ? Phil. His father and I were foldiers together, to whom I have been often bound for no less than my life. Enter Pofthumus. Here comes the Briton. Let him be fo entertained amongst you, as fuits with Gentlemen of your knowing, to a ftranger of his quality. I befeech you all, be better known to this Gentleman; whom I commend to you 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 been known together in Orleans. Poft. Since when I have been debtor to you for courtefies, which I will be ever to pay, and yet pay ftill. French. Sir, you o'er-rate my poor kindness; I was glad I did atone my Countryman and you; it had been pity, you should have been put together with fo mortal a purpose, as then each bore, upon importance of so flight and trivial a nature. Poft. |