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◈ Cymbeline, King of Britain (심벌린) ◈

◇ Act I ◇

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 1. Act I, Scene 1
 2. Act I, Scene 2
 3. Act I, Scene 3
 4. Act I, Scene 4
 5. Act I, Scene 5
 6. Act I, Scene 6

1. Act I, Scene 1

0 Britain. The garden of Cymbeline’s palace.
 
1 [Enter two Gentlemen]
2 First Gentleman.
3       You do not meet a man but frowns: our bloods
4       No more obey the heavens than our courtiers
5       Still seem as does the king.
6 Second Gentleman.
7       But what's the matter?
8 First Gentleman.
9       His daughter, and the heir of's kingdom, whom
10       He purposed to his wife's sole son—a widow
11       That late he marriedhath referr'd herself
12       Unto a poor but worthy gentleman: she's wedded;
13       Her husband banish'd; she imprison'd: all
14       Is outward sorrow; though I think the king
15       Be touch'd at very heart.
16 Second Gentleman.
17       None but the king?
18 First Gentleman.
19       He that hath lost her too; so is the queen,
20       That most desired the match; but not a courtier,
21       Although they wear their faces to the bent
22       Of the king's look's, hath a heart that is not
23       Glad at the thing they scowl at.
24 Second Gentleman.
25       And why so?
26 First Gentleman.
27       He that hath miss'd the princess is a thing
28       Too bad for bad report: and he that hath her
29       I mean, that married her, alack, good man!
30       And therefore banish'd—is a creature such
31       As, to seek through the regions of the earth
32       For one his like, there would be something failing
33       In him that should compare. I do not think
34       So fair an outward and such stuff within
35       Endows a man but he.
36 Second Gentleman.
37       You speak him far.
38 First Gentleman.
39       I do extend him, sir, within himself,
40       Crush him together rather than unfold
41       His measure duly.
42 Second Gentleman.
43       What's his name and birth?
44 First Gentleman.
45       I cannot delve him to the root: his father
46       Was call'd Sicilius, who did join his honour
47       Against the Romans with Cassibelan,
48       But had his titles by Tenantius whom
49       He served with glory and admired success,
50       So gain'd the sur-addition Leonatus;
51       And had, besides this gentleman in question,
52       Two other sons, who in the wars o' the time
53       Died with their swords in hand; for which
54       their father,
55       Then old and fond of issue, took such sorrow
56       That he quit being, and his gentle lady,
57       Big of this gentleman our theme, deceased
58       As he was born. The king he takes the babe
59       To his protection, calls him Posthumus Leonatus,
60       Breeds him and makes him of his bed-chamber,
61       Puts to him all the learnings that his time
62       Could make him the receiver of; which he took,
63       As we do air, fast as 'twas minister'd,
64       And in's spring became a harvest, lived in court
65       Which rare it is to domost praised, most loved,
66       A sample to the youngest, to the more mature
67       A glass that feated them, and to the graver
68       A child that guided dotards; to his mistress,
69       For whom he now is banish'd, her own price
70       Proclaims how she esteem'd him and his virtue;
71       By her election may be truly read
72       What kind of man he is.
73 Second Gentleman.
74       I honour him
75       Even out of your report. But, pray you, tell me,
76       Is she sole child to the king?
77 First Gentleman.
78       His only child.
79       He had two sons: if this be worth your hearing,
80       Mark it: the eldest of them at three years old,
81       I' the swathing-clothes the other, from their nursery
82       Were stol'n, and to this hour no guess in knowledge
83       Which way they went.
84 Second Gentleman.
85       How long is this ago?
86 First Gentleman.
87       Some twenty years.
88 Second Gentleman.
89       That a king's children should be so convey'd,
90       So slackly guarded, and the search so slow,
91       That could not trace them!
92 First Gentleman.
93       Howsoe'er 'tis strange,
94       Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at,
95       Yet is it true, sir.
96 Second Gentleman.
97       I do well believe you.
98 First Gentleman.
99       We must forbear: here comes the gentleman,
100       The queen, and princess.
 
101 [Exeunt]
 
102 [Enter the QUEEN, POSTHUMUS LEONATUS, and IMOGEN]
 
103 Queen.
104       No, be assured you shall not find me, daughter,
105       After the slander of most stepmothers,
106       Evil-eyed unto you: you're my prisoner, but
107       Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys
108       That lock up your restraint. For you, Posthumus,
109       So soon as I can win the offended king,
110       I will be known your advocate: marry, yet
111       The fire of rage is in him, and 'twere good
112       You lean'd unto his sentence with what patience
113       Your wisdom may inform you.
114 Posthumus Leonatus.
115       Please your highness,
116       I will from hence to-day.
117 Queen.
118       You know the peril.
119       I'll fetch a turn about the garden, pitying
120       The pangs of barr'd affections, though the king
121       Hath charged you should not speak together.
 
122 [Exit]
 
123 Imogen.
124       O
125       Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant
126       Can tickle where she wounds! My dearest husband,
127       I something fear my father's wrath; but nothing
128       Always reserved my holy dutywhat
129       His rage can do on me: you must be gone;
130       And I shall here abide the hourly shot
131       Of angry eyes, not comforted to live,
132       But that there is this jewel in the world
133       That I may see again.
134 Posthumus Leonatus.
135       My queen! my mistress!
136       O lady, weep no more, lest I give cause
137       To be suspected of more tenderness
138       Than doth become a man. I will remain
139       The loyal'st husband that did e'er plight troth:
140       My residence in Rome at one Philario's,
141       Who to my father was a friend, to me
142       Known but by letter: thither write, my queen,
143       And with mine eyes I'll drink the words you send,
144       Though ink be made of gall.
 
145 [Re-enter QUEEN]
 
146 Queen.
147       Be brief, I pray you:
148       If the king come, I shall incur I know not
149       How much of his displeasure.
150       [Aside]
151       Yet I'll move him
152       To walk this way: I never do him wrong,
153       But he does buy my injuries, to be friends;
154       Pays dear for my offences.
 
155 [Exit]
 
156 Posthumus Leonatus.
157       Should we be taking leave
158       As long a term as yet we have to live,
159       The loathness to depart would grow. Adieu!
160 Imogen.
161       Nay, stay a little:
162       Were you but riding forth to air yourself,
163       Such parting were too petty. Look here, love;
164       This diamond was my mother's: take it, heart;
165       But keep it till you woo another wife,
166       When Imogen is dead.
167 Posthumus Leonatus.
168       How, how! another?
169       You gentle gods, give me but this I have,
170       And sear up my embracements from a next
171       With bonds of death!
172       [Putting on the ring]
173       Remain, remain thou here
174       While sense can keep it on. And, sweetest, fairest,
175       As I my poor self did exchange for you,
176       To your so infinite loss, so in our trifles
177       I still win of you: for my sake wear this;
178       It is a manacle of love; I'll place it
179       Upon this fairest prisoner.
 
180 [Putting a bracelet upon her arm]
 
181 Imogen.
182       O the gods!
183       When shall we see again?
 
184 [Enter CYMBELINE and Lords]
 
185 Posthumus Leonatus.
186       Alack, the king!
187 Cymbeline.
188       Thou basest thing, avoid! hence, from my sight!
189       If after this command thou fraught the court
190       With thy unworthiness, thou diest: away!
191       Thou'rt poison to my blood.
192 Posthumus Leonatus.
193       The gods protect you!
194       And bless the good remainders of the court! I am gone.
 
195 [Exit]
 
196 Imogen.
197       There cannot be a pinch in death
198       More sharp than this is.
199 Cymbeline.
200       O disloyal thing,
201       That shouldst repair my youth, thou heap'st
202       A year's age on me.
203 Imogen.
204       I beseech you, sir,
205       Harm not yourself with your vexation
206       I am senseless of your wrath; a touch more rare
207       Subdues all pangs, all fears.
208 Cymbeline.
209       Past grace? obedience?
210 Imogen.
211       Past hope, and in despair; that way, past grace.
212 Cymbeline.
213       That mightst have had the sole son of my queen!
214 Imogen.
215       O blest, that I might not! I chose an eagle,
216       And did avoid a puttock.
217 Cymbeline.
218       Thou took'st a beggar; wouldst have made my throne
219       A seat for baseness.
220 Imogen.
221       No; I rather added
222       A lustre to it.
223 Cymbeline.
224       O thou vile one!
225 Imogen.
226       Sir,
227       It is your fault that I have loved Posthumus:
228       You bred him as my playfellow, and he is
229       A man worth any woman, overbuys me
230       Almost the sum he pays.
231 Cymbeline.
232       What, art thou mad?
233 Imogen.
234       Almost, sir: heaven restore me! Would I were
235       A neat-herd's daughter, and my Leonatus
236       Our neighbour shepherd's son!
237 Cymbeline.
238       Thou foolish thing!
239       [Re-enter QUEEN]
240       They were again together: you have done
241       Not after our command. Away with her,
242       And pen her up.
243 Queen.
244       Beseech your patience. Peace,
245       Dear lady daughter, peace! Sweet sovereign,
246       Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself some comfort
247       Out of your best advice.
248 Cymbeline.
249       Nay, let her languish
250       A drop of blood a day; and, being aged,
251       Die of this folly!
 
252 [Exeunt CYMBELINE and Lords]
 
253 Queen.
254       Fie! you must give way.
255       [Enter PISANIO]
256       Here is your servant. How now, sir! What news?
257 Pisanio.
258       My lord your son drew on my master.
259 Queen.
260       Ha!
261       No harm, I trust, is done?
262 Pisanio.
263       There might have been,
264       But that my master rather play'd than fought
265       And had no help of anger: they were parted
266       By gentlemen at hand.
267 Queen.
268       I am very glad on't.
269 Imogen.
270       Your son's my father's friend; he takes his part.
271       To draw upon an exile! O brave sir!
272       I would they were in Afric both together;
273       Myself by with a needle, that I might prick
274       The goer-back. Why came you from your master?
275 Pisanio.
276       On his command: he would not suffer me
277       To bring him to the haven; left these notes
278       Of what commands I should be subject to,
279       When 't pleased you to employ me.
280 Queen.
281       This hath been
282       Your faithful servant: I dare lay mine honour
283       He will remain so.
284 Pisanio.
285       I humbly thank your highness.
286 Queen.
287       Pray, walk awhile.
288 Imogen.
289       About some half-hour hence,
290       I pray you, speak with me: you shall at least
291       Go see my lord aboard: for this time leave me.
 
292 [Exeunt]
 

2. Act I, Scene 2

0 The same. A public place.
 
1 [Enter CLOTEN and two Lords]
 
2 First Lord.
3       Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; the
4       violence of action hath made you reek as a
5       sacrifice: where air comes out, air comes in:
6       there's none abroad so wholesome as that you vent.
7 Cloten.
8       If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it. Have I hurt him?
9 Second Lord.
10       [Aside]No, 'faith; not so much as his patience.
11 First Lord.
12       Hurt him! his body's a passable carcass, if he be
13       not hurt: it is a thoroughfare for steel, if it be not hurt.
14 Second Lord.
15       [Aside]His steel was in debt; it went o' the
16       backside the town.
17 Cloten.
18       The villain would not stand me.
19 Second Lord.
20       [Aside]No; but he fled forward still, toward your face.
21 First Lord.
22       Stand you! You have land enough of your own: but
23       he added to your having; gave you some ground.
24 Second Lord.
25       [Aside]As many inches as you have oceans. Puppies!
26 Cloten.
27       I would they had not come between us.
28 Second Lord.
29       [Aside]So would I, till you had measured how long
30       a fool you were upon the ground.
31 Cloten.
32       And that she should love this fellow and refuse me!
33 Second Lord.
34       [Aside]If it be a sin to make a true election, she
35       is damned.
36 First Lord.
37       Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain
38       go not together: she's a good sign, but I have seen
39       small reflection of her wit.
40 Second Lord.
41       [Aside]She shines not upon fools, lest the
42       reflection should hurt her.
43 Cloten.
44       Come, I'll to my chamber. Would there had been some
45       hurt done!
46 Second Lord.
47       [Aside]I wish not so; unless it had been the fall
48       of an ass, which is no great hurt.
49 Cloten.
50       You'll go with us?
51 First Lord.
52       I'll attend your lordship.
53 Cloten.
54       Nay, come, let's go together.
55 Second Lord.
56       Well, my lord.
 
57 [Exeunt]
 

3. Act I, Scene 3

0 A room in Cymbeline’s palace.
 
1 [Enter IMOGEN and PISANIO]
 
2 Imogen.
3       I would thou grew'st unto the shores o' the haven,
4       And question'dst every sail: if he should write
5       And not have it, 'twere a paper lost,
6       As offer'd mercy is. What was the last
7       That he spake to thee?
8 Pisanio.
9       It was his queen, his queen!
10 Imogen.
11       Then waved his handkerchief?
12 Pisanio.
13       And kiss'd it, madam.
14 Imogen.
15       Senseless Linen! happier therein than I!
16       And that was all?
17 Pisanio.
18       No, madam; for so long
19       As he could make me with this eye or ear
20       Distinguish him from others, he did keep
21       The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerchief,
22       Still waving, as the fits and stirs of 's mind
23       Could best express how slow his soul sail'd on,
24       How swift his ship.
25 Imogen.
26       Thou shouldst have made him
27       As little as a crow, or less, ere left
28       To after-eye him.
29 Pisanio.
30       Madam, so I did.
31 Imogen.
32       I would have broke mine eye-strings; crack'd them, but
33       To look upon him, till the diminution
34       Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle,
35       Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from
36       The smallness of a gnat to air, and then
37       Have turn'd mine eye and wept. But, good Pisanio,
38       When shall we hear from him?
39 Pisanio.
40       Be assured, madam,
41       With his next vantage.
42 Imogen.
43       I did not take my leave of him, but had
44       Most pretty things to say: ere I could tell him
45       How I would think on him at certain hours
46       Such thoughts and such, or I could make him swear
47       The shes of Italy should not betray
48       Mine interest and his honour, or have charged him,
49       At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight,
50       To encounter me with orisons, for then
51       I am in heaven for him; or ere I could
52       Give him that parting kiss which I had set
53       Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father
54       And like the tyrannous breathing of the north
55       Shakes all our buds from growing.
 
56 [Enter a Lady]
57 Lady.
58       The queen, madam,
59       Desires your highness' company.
60 Imogen.
61       Those things I bid you do, get them dispatch'd.
62       I will attend the queen.
63 Pisanio.
64       Madam, I shall.
 
65 [Exeunt]
 

4. Act I, Scene 4

0 Rome. Philario’s house.
 
1 [Enter PHILARIO, IACHIMO, a Frenchman, a] [p]Dutchman, and a Spaniard]
 
2 Iachimo.
3       Believe it, sir, I have seen him in Britain: he was
4       then of a crescent note, expected to prove so worthy
5       as since he hath been allowed the name of; but I
6       could then have looked on him without the help of
7       admiration, though the catalogue of his endowments
8       had been tabled by his side and I to peruse him by items.
9 Philario.
10       You speak of him when he was less furnished than now
11       he is with that which makes him both without and within.
12 Frenchman.
13       I have seen him in France: we had very many there
14       could behold the sun with as firm eyes as he.
15 Iachimo.
16       This matter of marrying his king's daughter, wherein
17       he must be weighed rather by her value than his own,
18       words him, I doubt not, a great deal from the matter.
19 Frenchman.
20       And then his banishment.
21 Iachimo.
22       Ay, and the approbation of those that weep this
23       lamentable divorce under her colours are wonderfully
24       to extend him; be it but to fortify her judgment,
25       which else an easy battery might lay flat, for
26       taking a beggar without less quality. But how comes
27       it he is to sojourn with you? How creeps
28       acquaintance?
29 Philario.
30       His father and I were soldiers together; to whom I
31       have been often bound for no less than my life.
32       Here comes the Briton: let him be so entertained
33       amongst you as suits, with gentlemen of your
34       knowing, to a stranger of his quality.
35       [Enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS]
36       I beseech you all, be better known to this
37       gentleman; whom I commend to you as a noble friend
38       of mine: how worthy he is I will leave to appear
39       hereafter, rather than story him in his own hearing.
40 Frenchman.
41       Sir, we have known together in Orleans.
42 Posthumus Leonatus.
43       Since when I have been debtor to you for courtesies,
44       which I will be ever to pay and yet pay still.
45 Frenchman.
46       Sir, you o'er-rate my poor kindness: I was glad I
47       did atone my countryman and you; it had been pity
48       you should have been put together with so mortal a
49       purpose as then each bore, upon importance of so
50       slight and trivial a nature.
51 Posthumus Leonatus.
52       By your pardon, sir, I was then a young traveller;
53       rather shunned to go even with what I heard than in
54       my every action to be guided by others' experiences:
55       but upon my mended judgmentif I offend not to say
56       it is mendedmy quarrel was not altogether slight.
57 Frenchman.
58       'Faith, yes, to be put to the arbitrement of swords,
59       and by such two that would by all likelihood have
60       confounded one the other, or have fallen both.
61 Iachimo.
62       Can we, with manners, ask what was the difference?
63 Frenchman.
64       Safely, I think: 'twas a contention in public,
65       which may, without contradiction, suffer the report.
66       It was much like an argument that fell out last
67       night, where each of us fell in praise of our
68       country mistresses; this gentleman at that time
69       vouchingand upon warrant of bloody
70       affirmationhis to be more fair, virtuous, wise,
71       chaste, constant-qualified and less attemptable
72       than any the rarest of our ladies in France.
73 Iachimo.
74       That lady is not now living, or this gentleman's
75       opinion by this worn out.
76 Posthumus Leonatus.
77       She holds her virtue still and I my mind.
78 Iachimo.
79       You must not so far prefer her 'fore ours of Italy.
80 Posthumus Leonatus.
81       Being so far provoked as I was in France, I would
82       abate her nothing, though I profess myself her
83       adorer, not her friend.
84 Iachimo.
85       As fair and as good—a kind of hand-in-hand
86       comparisonhad been something too fair and too good
87       for any lady in Britain. If she went before others
88       I have seen, as that diamond of yours outlustres
89       many I have beheld. I could not but believe she
90       excelled many: but I have not seen the most
91       precious diamond that is, nor you the lady.
92 Posthumus Leonatus.
93       I praised her as I rated her: so do I my stone.
94 Iachimo.
95       What do you esteem it at?
96 Posthumus Leonatus.
97       More than the world enjoys.
98 Iachimo.
99       Either your unparagoned mistress is dead, or she's
100       outprized by a trifle.
101 Posthumus Leonatus.
102       You are mistaken: the one may be sold, or given, if
103       there were wealth enough for the purchase, or merit
104       for the gift: the other is not a thing for sale,
105       and only the gift of the gods.
106 Iachimo.
107       Which the gods have given you?
108 Posthumus Leonatus.
109       Which, by their graces, I will keep.
110 Iachimo.
111       You may wear her in title yours: but, you know,
112       strange fowl light upon neighbouring ponds. Your
113       ring may be stolen too: so your brace of unprizable
114       estimations; the one is but frail and the other
115       casual; a cunning thief, or a that way accomplished
116       courtier, would hazard the winning both of first and last.
117 Posthumus Leonatus.
118       Your Italy contains none so accomplished a courtier
119       to convince the honour of my mistress, if, in the
120       holding or loss of that, you term her frail. I do
121       nothing doubt you have store of thieves;
122       notwithstanding, I fear not my ring.
123 Philario.
124       Let us leave here, gentlemen.
125 Posthumus Leonatus.
126       Sir, with all my heart. This worthy signior, I
127       thank him, makes no stranger of me; we are familiar at first.
128 Iachimo.
129       With five times so much conversation, I should get
130       ground of your fair mistress, make her go back, even
131       to the yielding, had I admittance and opportunity to friend.
132 Posthumus Leonatus.
133       No, no.
134 Iachimo.
135       I dare thereupon pawn the moiety of my estate to
136       your ring; which, in my opinion, o'ervalues it
137       something: but I make my wager rather against your
138       confidence than her reputation: and, to bar your
139       offence herein too, I durst attempt it against any
140       lady in the world.
141 Posthumus Leonatus.
142       You are a great deal abused in too bold a
143       persuasion; and I doubt not you sustain what you're
144       worthy of by your attempt.
145 Iachimo.
146       What's that?
147 Posthumus Leonatus.
148       A repulse: though your attempt, as you call it,
149       deserve more; a punishment too.
150 Philario.
151       Gentlemen, enough of this: it came in too suddenly;
152       let it die as it was born, and, I pray you, be
153       better acquainted.
154 Iachimo.
155       Would I had put my estate and my neighbour's on the
156       approbation of what I have spoke!
157 Posthumus Leonatus.
158       What lady would you choose to assail?
159 Iachimo.
160       Yours; whom in constancy you think stands so safe.
161       I will lay you ten thousand ducats to your ring,
162       that, commend me to the court where your lady is,
163       with no more advantage than the opportunity of a
164       second conference, and I will bring from thence
165       that honour of hers which you imagine so reserved.
166 Posthumus Leonatus.
167       I will wage against your gold, gold to it: my ring
168       I hold dear as my finger; 'tis part of it.
169 Iachimo.
170       You are afraid, and therein the wiser. If you buy
171       ladies' flesh at a million a dram, you cannot
172       preserve it from tainting: but I see you have some
173       religion in you, that you fear.
174 Posthumus Leonatus.
175       This is but a custom in your tongue; you bear a
176       graver purpose, I hope.
177 Iachimo.
178       I am the master of my speeches, and would undergo
179       what's spoken, I swear.
180 Posthumus Leonatus.
181       Will you? I shall but lend my diamond till your
182       return: let there be covenants drawn between's: my
183       mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your
184       unworthy thinking: I dare you to this match: here's my ring.
185 Philario.
186       I will have it no lay.
187 Iachimo.
188       By the gods, it is one. If I bring you no
189       sufficient testimony that I have enjoyed the dearest
190       bodily part of your mistress, my ten thousand ducats
191       are yours; so is your diamond too: if I come off,
192       and leave her in such honour as you have trust in,
193       she your jewel, this your jewel, and my gold are
194       yours: provided I have your commendation for my more
195       free entertainment.
196 Posthumus Leonatus.
197       I embrace these conditions; let us have articles
198       betwixt us. Only, thus far you shall answer: if
199       you make your voyage upon her and give me directly
200       to understand you have prevailed, I am no further
201       your enemy; she is not worth our debate: if she
202       remain unseduced, you not making it appear
203       otherwise, for your ill opinion and the assault you
204       have made to her chastity you shall answer me with
205       your sword.
206 Iachimo.
207       Your hand; a covenant: we will have these things set
208       down by lawful counsel, and straight away for
209       Britain, lest the bargain should catch cold and
210       starve: I will fetch my gold and have our two
211       wagers recorded.
212 Posthumus Leonatus.
213       Agreed.
 
214 [Exeunt POSTHUMUS LEONATUS and IACHIMO]
 
215 Frenchman.
216       Will this hold, think you?
217 Philario.
218       Signior Iachimo will not from it.
219       Pray, let us follow 'em.
 
220 [Exeunt]
 

5. Act I, Scene 5

0 Britain. A room in Cymbeline’s palace.
 
1 [Enter QUEEN, Ladies, and CORNELIUS]
 
2 Queen.
3       Whiles yet the dew's on ground, gather those flowers;
4       Make haste: who has the note of them?
5 First Lady.
6       I, madam.
7 Queen.
8       Dispatch.
9       [Exeunt Ladies]
10       Now, master doctor, have you brought those drugs?
11 Cornelius.
12       Pleaseth your highness, ay: here they are, madam:
13       [Presenting a small box]
14       But I beseech your grace, without offence,—
15       My conscience bids me askwherefore you have
16       Commanded of me those most poisonous compounds,
17       Which are the movers of a languishing death;
18       But though slow, deadly?
19 Queen.
20       I wonder, doctor,
21       Thou ask'st me such a question. Have I not been
22       Thy pupil long? Hast thou not learn'd me how
23       To make perfumes? distil? preserve? yea, so
24       That our great king himself doth woo me oft
25       For my confections? Having thus far proceeded,—
26       Unless thou think'st me devilishis't not meet
27       That I did amplify my judgment in
28       Other conclusions? I will try the forces
29       Of these thy compounds on such creatures as
30       We count not worth the hanging, but none human,
31       To try the vigour of them and apply
32       Allayments to their act, and by them gather
33       Their several virtues and effects.
34 Cornelius.
35       Your highness
36       Shall from this practise but make hard your heart:
37       Besides, the seeing these effects will be
38       Both noisome and infectious.
39 Queen.
40       O, content thee.
41       [Enter PISANIO]
42       [Aside]
43       Here comes a flattering rascal; upon him
44       Will I first work: he's for his master,
45       An enemy to my son. How now, Pisanio!
46       Doctor, your service for this time is ended;
47       Take your own way.
48 Cornelius.
49       [Aside]I do suspect you, madam;
50       But you shall do no harm.
51 Queen.
52       [To PISANIO]Hark thee, a word.
53 Cornelius.
54       [Aside]I do not like her. She doth think she has
55       Strange lingering poisons: I do know her spirit,
56       And will not trust one of her malice with
57       A drug of such damn'd nature. Those she has
58       Will stupefy and dull the sense awhile;
59       Which first, perchance, she'll prove on
60       cats and dogs,
61       Then afterward up higher: but there is
62       No danger in what show of death it makes,
63       More than the locking-up the spirits a time,
64       To be more fresh, reviving. She is fool'd
65       With a most false effect; and I the truer,
66       So to be false with her.
67 Queen.
68       No further service, doctor,
69       Until I send for thee.
70 Cornelius.
71       I humbly take my leave.
 
72 [Exit]
 
73 Queen.
74       Weeps she still, say'st thou? Dost thou think in time
75       She will not quench and let instructions enter
76       Where folly now possesses? Do thou work:
77       When thou shalt bring me word she loves my son,
78       I'll tell thee on the instant thou art then
79       As great as is thy master, greater, for
80       His fortunes all lie speechless and his name
81       Is at last gasp: return he cannot, nor
82       Continue where he is: to shift his being
83       Is to exchange one misery with another,
84       And every day that comes comes to decay
85       A day's work in him. What shalt thou expect,
86       To be depender on a thing that leans,
87       Who cannot be new built, nor has no friends,
88       So much as but to prop him?
89       [The QUEEN drops the box: PISANIO takes it up]
90       Thou takest up
91       Thou know'st not what; but take it for thy labour:
92       It is a thing I made, which hath the king
93       Five times redeem'd from death: I do not know
94       What is more cordial. Nay, I prethee, take it;
95       It is an earnest of a further good
96       That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how
97       The case stands with her; do't as from thyself.
98       Think what a chance thou changest on, but think
99       Thou hast thy mistress still, to boot, my son,
100       Who shall take notice of thee: I'll move the king
101       To any shape of thy preferment such
102       As thou'lt desire; and then myself, I chiefly,
103       That set thee on to this desert, am bound
104       To load thy merit richly. Call my women:
105       Think on my words.
106       [Exit PISANIO]
107       A sly and constant knave,
108       Not to be shaked; the agent for his master
109       And the remembrancer of her to hold
110       The hand-fast to her lord. I have given him that
111       Which, if he take, shall quite unpeople her
112       Of liegers for her sweet, and which she after,
113       Except she bend her humour, shall be assured
114       To taste of too.
115       [Re-enter PISANIO and Ladies]
116       So, so: well done, well done:
117       The violets, cowslips, and the primroses,
118       Bear to my closet. Fare thee well, Pisanio;
119       Think on my words.
 
120 [Exeunt QUEEN and Ladies]
 
121 Pisanio.
122       And shall do:
123       But when to my good lord I prove untrue,
124       I'll choke myself: there's all I'll do for you.
 
125 [Exit]
 

6. Act I, Scene 6

0 The same. Another room in the palace.
 
1 [Enter IMOGEN]
 
2 Imogen.
3       A father cruel, and a step-dame false;
4       A foolish suitor to a wedded lady,
5       That hath her husband banish'd;—O, that husband!
6       My supreme crown of grief! and those repeated
7       Vexations of it! Had I been thief-stol'n,
8       As my two brothers, happy! but most miserable
9       Is the desire that's glorious: blest be those,
10       How mean soe'er, that have their honest wills,
11       Which seasons comfort. Who may this be? Fie!
 
12 [Enter PISANIO and IACHIMO]
 
13 Pisanio.
14       Madam, a noble gentleman of Rome,
15       Comes from my lord with letters.
16 Iachimo.
17       Change you, madam?
18       The worthy Leonatus is in safety
19       And greets your highness dearly.
 
20 [Presents a letter]
 
21 Imogen.
22       Thanks, good sir:
23       You're kindly welcome.
24 Iachimo.
25       [Aside]All of her that is out of door most rich!
26       If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare,
27       She is alone the Arabian bird, and I
28       Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend!
29       Arm me, audacity, from head to foot!
30       Or, like the Parthian, I shall flying fight;
31       Rather directly fly.
32 Imogen.
33       [Reads]'He is one of the noblest note, to whose
34       kindnesses I am most infinitely tied. Reflect upon
35       him accordingly, as you value your trust
36       LEONATUS.'
37       So far I read aloud:
38       But even the very middle of my heart
39       Is warm'd by the rest, and takes it thankfully.
40       You are as welcome, worthy sir, as I
41       Have words to bid you, and shall find it so
42       In all that I can do.
43 Iachimo.
44       Thanks, fairest lady.
45       What, are men mad? Hath nature given them eyes
46       To see this vaulted arch, and the rich crop
47       Of sea and land, which can distinguish 'twixt
48       The fiery orbs above and the twinn'd stones
49       Upon the number'd beach? and can we not
50       Partition make with spectacles so precious
51       'Twixt fair and foul?
52 Imogen.
53       What makes your admiration?
54 Iachimo.
55       It cannot be i' the eye, for apes and monkeys
56       'Twixt two such shes would chatter this way and
57       Contemn with mows the other; nor i' the judgment,
58       For idiots in this case of favour would
59       Be wisely definite; nor i' the appetite;
60       Sluttery to such neat excellence opposed
61       Should make desire vomit emptiness,
62       Not so allured to feed.
63 Imogen.
64       What is the matter, trow?
65 Iachimo.
66       The cloyed will,
67       That satiate yet unsatisfied desire, that tub
68       Both fill'd and running, ravening first the lamb
69       Longs after for the garbage.
70 Imogen.
71       What, dear sir,
72       Thus raps you? Are you well?
73 Iachimo.
74       Thanks, madam; well.
75       [To PISANIO]
76       Beseech you, sir, desire
77       My man's abode where I did leave him: he
78       Is strange and peevish.
79 Pisanio.
80       I was going, sir,
81       To give him welcome.
 
82 [Exit]
 
83 Imogen.
84       Continues well my lord? His health, beseech you?
85 Iachimo.
86       Well, madam.
87 Imogen.
88       Is he disposed to mirth? I hope he is.
89 Iachimo.
90       Exceeding pleasant; none a stranger there
91       So merry and so gamesome: he is call'd
92       The Briton reveller.
93 Imogen.
94       When he was here,
95       He did incline to sadness, and oft-times
96       Not knowing why.
97 Iachimo.
98       I never saw him sad.
99       There is a Frenchman his companion, one
100       An eminent monsieur, that, it seems, much loves
101       A Gallian girl at home; he furnaces
102       The thick sighs from him, whiles the jolly Briton
103       Your lord, I meanlaughs from's free lungs, cries 'O,
104       Can my sides hold, to think that man, who knows
105       By history, report, or his own proof,
106       What woman is, yea, what she cannot choose
107       But must be, will his free hours languish for
108       Assured bondage?'
109 Imogen.
110       Will my lord say so?
111 Iachimo.
112       Ay, madam, with his eyes in flood with laughter:
113       It is a recreation to be by
114       And hear him mock the Frenchman. But, heavens know,
115       Some men are much to blame.
116 Imogen.
117       Not he, I hope.
118 Iachimo.
119       Not he: but yet heaven's bounty towards him might
120       Be used more thankfully. In himself, 'tis much;
121       In you, which I account his beyond all talents,
122       Whilst I am bound to wonder, I am bound
123       To pity too.
124 Imogen.
125       What do you pity, sir?
126 Iachimo.
127       Two creatures heartily.
128 Imogen.
129       Am I one, sir?
130       You look on me: what wreck discern you in me
131       Deserves your pity?
132 Iachimo.
133       Lamentable! What,
134       To hide me from the radiant sun and solace
135       I' the dungeon by a snuff?
136 Imogen.
137       I pray you, sir,
138       Deliver with more openness your answers
139       To my demands. Why do you pity me?
140 Iachimo.
141       That others do
142       I was about to sayenjoy yourBut
143       It is an office of the gods to venge it,
144       Not mine to speak on 't.
145 Imogen.
146       You do seem to know
147       Something of me, or what concerns me: pray you,—
148       Since doubling things go ill often hurts more
149       Than to be sure they do; for certainties
150       Either are past remedies, or, timely knowing,
151       The remedy then borndiscover to me
152       What both you spur and stop.
153 Iachimo.
154       Had I this cheek
155       To bathe my lips upon; this hand, whose touch,
156       Whose every touch, would force the feeler's soul
157       To the oath of loyalty; this object, which
158       Takes prisoner the wild motion of mine eye,
159       Fixing it only here; should I, damn'd then,
160       Slaver with lips as common as the stairs
161       That mount the Capitol; join gripes with hands
162       Made hard with hourly falsehoodfalsehood, as
163       With labour; then by-peeping in an eye
164       Base and unlustrous as the smoky light
165       That's fed with stinking tallow; it were fit
166       That all the plagues of hell should at one time
167       Encounter such revolt.
168 Imogen.
169       My lord, I fear,
170       Has forgot Britain.
171 Iachimo.
172       And himself. Not I,
173       Inclined to this intelligence, pronounce
174       The beggary of his change; but 'tis your graces
175       That from pay mutest conscience to my tongue
176       Charms this report out.
177 Imogen.
178       Let me hear no more.
179 Iachimo.
180       O dearest soul! your cause doth strike my heart
181       With pity, that doth make me sick. A lady
182       So fair, and fasten'd to an empery,
183       Would make the great'st king double,—to be partner'd
184       With tomboys hired with that self-exhibition
185       Which your own coffers yield! with diseased ventures
186       That play with all infirmities for gold
187       Which rottenness can lend nature! such boil'd stuff
188       As well might poison poison! Be revenged;
189       Or she that bore you was no queen, and you
190       Recoil from your great stock.
191 Imogen.
192       Revenged!
193       How should I be revenged? If this be true,—
194       As I have such a heart that both mine ears
195       Must not in haste abuseif it be true,
196       How should I be revenged?
197 Iachimo.
198       Should he make me
199       Live, like Diana's priest, betwixt cold sheets,
200       Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps,
201       In your despite, upon your purse? Revenge it.
202       I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure,
203       More noble than